Chapter 1062: Chapter 1062: New Affection and Old Love, How to Balance On the way back, the car interior was very quiet. He Chen was steering with one hand, while holding Yin Mo’s hand with the other, unconsciously caressing her hand with his thumb, creating a strangely harmonious atmosphere. At North City No.1, He Chen stopped the car, rested his arm on the car window, looked at Yin Mo, and brought her hand to his lips for a kiss, “Go to bed early when you get back. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” Yin Mo seemed preoccupied, blinked a few times, and said goodnight faintly. She pretended to open the car door, but her wrist was grabbed forcefully by He Chen, causing her to stumble towards the driver’s seat, “Hmm? What are you doing?” Yin Mo steadied herself, looking at the man in confusion. The lighting in the car was dim, with only the gentle illumination from the streetlights outside reflecting on their faces. He Chen’s gaze was deep, his handsome face more tense than ever before. He leaned closer to Yin Mo, repeating, “I’ll pick you up tomorrow?” His words carried a hint of probing, no longer so domineering, but rather cautious. Yin Mo didn’t look at him, staring blankly out of the window for a few seconds, hesitating as she asked, “If I don’t go, will you be angry?” The surroundings were silent. He Chen’s grip on her wrist unconsciously tightened, but when he saw Yin Mo frown slightly, he relaxed, gently sighing, “No, I won’t.” Yin Mo seldom expressed her wishes, but this time, she revealed her true thoughts to He Chen, “Then I want to stay at North City No.1, it’s more convenient here.” It’s not that she didn’t want to go to Purple Cloud Mansion, but tonight she suddenly realized she couldn’t understand He Chen’s heart, or rather, she wasn’t sure she could hold onto it. How could he so easily speak of marrying her? Marriage is solemn and sacred, even someone like Master Yan gave Qiaoqiao all the rituals she deserved. He’s been a player for years, doesn’t he know about a woman’s longing and expectations for marriage? A simple ‘Yin Mo, let’s get married’ said so casually, without any weight or value. If she agreed, would they get the marriage certificate tomorrow, skipping all the necessary processes she hoped for? At this moment, He Chen keenly sensed a change in Yin Mo. He caressed her fingertips, then gently patted her head, “Alright, then stay at North City No.1.” Yin Mo breathed a silent sigh of relief, looked at his handsome profile, and leaned forward to peck his cheek, “Then I’ll head back.” He Chen pulled her back again, tilting his left cheek towards her, “One more.” Yin Mo bit her lip, kissed him quickly, and got out of the car in a hurry. The night was thick, and as He Chen watched Yin Mo’s retreating figure, his gentle smile faded. He pulled out a cigarette, placed it to his lips, his gaze dark and unreadable. He was restless, leaning his head back against the seat, taking deep drags from the cigarette, unable to calm his tumultuous emotions. Was she having regrets… After a long time, He Chen stubbed out the cigarette, looked once more at the dark windows of the North City No.1 villa, sighed deeply, picked up his phone and made a call, “The land on South End Island that He Qing recently invested in, take over the project.” The subordinate on the other end responded, then reported, “Brother Chen, just now we were tracking He Qing and found he didn’t return to the He Family, but went to Shang’s pharmacy halfway.” He Chen’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, “Cheng Wen?” “Rest assured, both places were dislocated severely, even if treated it won’t heal easily.” He Chen licked his teeth nonchalantly, “On the Boming section, arrange a car accident for He Qing, don’t kill him, find a way to send him to the Royal Hospital.” Google seaʀᴄh novel_fіre.net After the call ended, He Chen started the engine and drove his Maserati out of the courtyard of North City No.1. By the living room’s floor-to-ceiling window, Yin Mo didn’t turn on the light, leaning against the window frame watching the receding car, her gaze confused and hollow. She stood there for a long time, rubbing her phone screen, unable to understand many things. He Chen might like her and cherish her, even if occasionally impulsive, he never forcefully imposed on her will. Moreover, Yin Mo could always feel a noticeable restraint in him when he was emotional. First loves are probably beautiful yet bittersweet, lack of experience leading one into the mire of thoughts. Like Yin Mo, torn and bewildered. In the midst of her swirling thoughts, she often unintentionally thought of Li Qiao. As if their hearts were connected, the phone suddenly lit up with a soft glow, breaking the night’s silence with its vibration. Seeing the caller ID, Yin Mo’s lips curved slightly, her expression becoming much more lively, “Qi Zai…” “Second sister, alone?” Li Qiao’s calm voice was like a gentle stream smoothing Yin Mo’s furrowed brow, she smiled and said, “Yes, I’m alone, He Chen just left.” On the other end, Li Qiao softly asked, “Is there anything you want to talk about?” Yin Mo’s eyes suddenly dropped, she fell silent for a few seconds, then sighed, “Yes…” This call from Li Qiao seemed not to be a coincidence, she took a sip from her water cup, and directly said, “Since you’ve said you don’t mind, don’t get too hung up on his past.” Yin Mo shook her head instinctively, “It’s not related to his past, I just… feel our progression is a bit fast, he said today that he wants to marry me and let me move to Purple Cloud Mansion to live with him, isn’t that too fast?” Li Qiao raised her eyebrows knowingly, seeing the young cub showing signs of awareness, she got up and leisurely moved to sit next to Shang Yu in the adjacent lounge, “Did he propose?” Speaking, Li Qiao put the call on speaker, leaning against the man’s shoulder and gestured towards the phone with her lips. Shang Yu wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into his embrace, covering Li Qiao’s legs with a nearby lightweight blanket. At that moment, Yin Mo answered plainly, “It wasn’t a proposal…” Li Qiao paused her movement of adjusting the blanket, raised her eyebrows at Shang Yu. The man smiled playfully, squeezing Li Qiao’s hand and whispered in her ear, “Men in love have no rationality.” Li Qiao smirked, looked back at the phone, and said lightly, “Second sister, consider it from another angle, you could see it as him wanting to secure you.” Yin Mo’s brow twitched, “Really?” “Probably,” Li Qiao leaned against Shang Yu, playing with his fingers, “Otherwise, he wouldn’t dig his own grave.” A man like He Chen, who never spoke of love in past relationships, wouldn’t propose marriage if not genuinely sincere. He seems… eager to secure Yin Mo. Li Qiao wasn’t clear on the details, but it was evident from the call He Chen made to Shang Yu not long ago. Regarding He Chen’s past, she wouldn’t interfere too much, leaving it to the second sister to explore and understand. When the truth is laid bare, the real challenge they need to face together will emerge. Balancing new love with old flames. He Chen seems experienced, but truly only emotional towards Cheng Li. A girl like Yin Mo, without guidance, would certainly end up trapped in her own thoughts.