Chapter 1044: Chapter 1044: Another Ten Million for Her VIP Hall, He Chen stood by the railing on the second floor, narrowing his eyes as he observed Yin Mo, who was gambling inside the hall. The time was already 3:30 in the deep night, and around the gambling table where she was, there were quite a few men with ulterior motives. At least in He Chen’s view, that group of gamblers was extremely unpleasant. Yin Mo’s cheeks had a hint of pink, like a slight drunken blush, which to men appeared captivating and charming. He Chen leaned slightly against the railing, silent for a long time, and then gestured downstairs, “Send her another ten million in chips.” Ah Yong immediately nodded, “Got it, Brother Chen.” Over here, Yin Mo had just won three million when a bodyguard came over with a tray, “Miss Yin, enjoy your game.” She looked at the pile of chips in front of her, subconsciously said, “That’s too much, take it back, if I win another seven million, that’s enough.” New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel⟡fire.net Other gamblers at the table: “???” This exotic beauty, even if you’re lucky enough to win every hand, isn’t it a bit… arrogant? The bodyguard awkwardly rubbed his hands, “Miss Yin, you should take them, otherwise, I won’t be able to report back.” Having said that, the bodyguard notably glanced upstairs at the second floor. Yin Mo’s eyes lit up, and she looked up as expected to see He Chen leaning against the railing. Since Li Qiao and Shang Yu’s wedding, they hadn’t met for over two months. Yin Mo tightened her grip on the chips in her hand, and as their eyes met, she hurriedly stood to leave the table. “Hey, little beauty, you want to leave after winning money? That’s not how it works.” “Exactly, don’t you know whose territory the West City Casino is?” As these words were spoken, Yin Mo looked nonchalantly at the greasy gambler opposite, “Is it yours?” The gambler was stumped, his face showing some embarrassment as he slapped the table, “No matter whose it is, you have to follow VIP rules, winning and wanting to leave, that’s not allowed.” The bodyguard made a move to step forward but was halted by Yin Mo. She glanced again at He Chen, seeing him still leaning on the railing, then pondered before saying to the bodyguard, “Please tell Brother Chen, I’ll be twenty minutes.” The bodyguard scanned the other gamblers with sharp eyes, nodded, and softly reminded, “Miss Yin, if you need help, just call us anytime.” Yin Mo gave her thanks and then resumed her seat. Seeing this, the group of gamblers immediately showed malicious teasing, “Beauty, since you’re so sensible, why not call us brother, and we’ll let you win to your heart’s content tonight!” Yin Mo’s looks were too rare, her deeply set eye sockets gave her an extra mysterious vibe. The guests at this table obviously knew each other, and being in the VIP Hall, they were certainly not of low status. Yin Mo leisurely played with the chips on the table, looked at the speaking man with disdain, “No, you look older than my dad.” He felt he was being disdained and insulted, but Yin Mo’s face showed no sign of sarcasm. Her flat and straightforward tone seemed to be stating a fact. This woman… is she really stupid or just pretending? Fifteen minutes later, leveraging the free capital, Yin Mo won a total of eleven million. Not greedy, Yin Mo organized the chips and picked up the tray, ready to leave the table. “Stop, you little bi…” “Bitch, what?” He Chen’s playful yet hidden cold voice slowly came from behind the gambling table. As Yin Mo turned around, the tip of her nose brushed against the shirt on He Chen’s chest. The too-close distance allowed her to clearly smell He Chen’s scent and breath. Yin Mo didn’t move, holding the tray up, she asked seriously, “If I win money, can I leave the casino?” He Chen glanced at the countless chips, his handsome face grew a bit somber, “Did you come to the VIP just to win money?” “No, it’s just a question.” Yin Mo said as she looked back at the man who had boasted earlier, “He said winning money and wanting to leave, no way out.” F***, how did this turn into a complaint? “Brother Chen, Brother Chen, this… this is a huge misunderstanding.” The four or five men in front of the gambling table stood up in a panic, not expecting He Chen to suddenly appear in the VIP Hall. The main point was, he seemed to be here for Yin Mo. He Chen picked up two chips, playing with them at his fingertips, an exceptionally handsome face revealing a wicked and cold smile, “Others can’t, but you can.” These words were directed at Yin Mo. Yin Mo replied, “Thank you.” The smile at He Chen’s lips froze slightly, dropping the chips, he turned and walked upstairs, “Come.” Yin Mo obediently followed his footsteps with the chips in her hands, and reaching the bottom of the stairs, she didn’t forget to hand the tray to the bodyguard from before, very politely asking, “The twenty million chips you gave me, do you want them back?” The bodyguard shook his head hastily, “No, they’re all yours.” Yin Mo smiled, her expression quite joyful, “Then please help me exchange them for two ten million checks, one of seven million, one of three million, and one of one million, thank you.” He Chen’s steps hesitated for a moment, feeling like he had stumbled. Those free twenty million chips, that was careless. Soon, Yin Mo followed He Chen into a familiar office. Upon opening the door, the air was thick with the smell of smoke. In the relatively enclosed environment, Yin Mo suddenly became uneasy. She hadn’t figured out an opening line yet, but He Chen was already seated in the boss chair, with one long leg draped over the desk, casually glancing at Yin Mo, “Did you come to the VIP just to stand there stupidly?” Yin Mo stood in the center of the room, looked around, then walked over to the seating area and sat down. She sat very properly, conveying a bit of nervousness, “Your injury…” “It’s not fatal.” He Chen pulled out a cigarette pack, skillfully tossing a cigarette into his mouth, “Just say what you need.” Yin Mo said it straight, “Why aren’t you answering my calls?” He Chen lowered his eyes, lighting a cigarette, his voice muffled, “Do I need a reason?” For a moment, Yin Mo wanted to run away. She couldn’t fathom He Chen’s erratic moods, and his justifiable question made Yin Mo feel very hurt. He Chen leaned back in the boss chair, blowing out a puff of dense smoke, peeking at Yin Mo through the white mist, feeling an unfathomable ache. For He Chen, this feeling wasn’t unknown. He took a long drag of the cigarette, sighed deeply, and went back on his word, “I changed my number.” “Oh.” Yin Mo’s thought process was not something that could be defined by normal people, she stood up elegantly, “Then I’ll leave, the money for the clothes I damaged in Myanmar, I’ll have the bodyguard deliver the check to you.” He Chen almost choked on the puff of smoke, inhaling it into his lungs. This woman sure knows how to do business. He Chen coughed violently a few times, gritting his teeth as he beckoned Yin Mo, “Come here, come here.”