Chapter 1067: Chapter 1067: Return to the South Sea, I’ll Marry You He Chen knew he had no right to be angry, but the way Yin Mo avoided him by hiding in her room all afternoon filled him with rage. He could accept Yin Mo throwing a tantrum, or even having a big fight, but he couldn’t allow this kind of emotional cold shoulder treatment. He Chen approached Yin Mo with a sarcastic smile, “Did you think I left, so Captain Yin wanted to quietly follow me?” How does he know everything?! He Chen took step after step closer, while Yin Mo unconsciously retreated. Until she bumped into the corner of the bed, with nowhere else to retreat, she steadied herself and looked at He Chen, puzzled, “Are you angry?” “Can’t you see?” He Chen justified his own indignation. Yin Mo nodded, “I can…” He Chen felt a breath stuck in his chest, unable to get past. He frowned tightly, pinched his temple, and glared at the woman in front of him through his fingers, “Yin Mo, have you never actually trusted me?” He Chen was deeply committed to this relationship, even more so than any he’d had before. He couldn’t quite explain why he liked Yin Mo, be it her naivety or low emotional intelligence, as long as it was her, anything was acceptable. He Chen wasn’t someone driven solely by emotions, and he didn’t lose his ability to judge objectively. His past was reckless and promiscuous, but after meeting Yin Mo, who was like a blank slate, he was eager to let her understand his feelings, which is why He Chen expressed his affection and tolerance for her openly and unabashedly. But, it had the opposite effect. His initiative and honesty seemed to have been misunderstood by Yin Mo as fickleness and flirtatiousness? At this moment, Yin Mo, with her legs against the bed corner, lowered her eyelids and after a long silence, finally spoke, “It’s not that I don’t trust you, I just… don’t understand why you would like me.” As the words fell, He Chen squinted suddenly, they were less than half a foot apart, allowing him to easily capture the subtle change in her expression. He Chen sensed something unusual and, combining it with what he knew about Yin Mo, finally realized something was amiss. He lifted Yin Mo’s chin, without any intimate action, just lowered his handsome face and looked at her deeply, “Baby, aren’t you underestimating yourself too much?” Her fingers slowly curled at her sides, she lifted her eyes and met He Chen’s deep gaze, “I’m not capable, I come from a bad background, and I used to help Xiao Yehui do a lot of bad things, no one ever liked me, what do you even like about me…” This was the true thought inside Yin Mo’s heart. Despite having a face full of charm, she was deeply insecure. He Chen’s heart suddenly clenched, his Adam’s apple moved up and down, and he held Yin Mo’s nape, letting out a long sigh, “Come with me, I’ll tell you what I like about you.” The woman he likes should enjoy life with a bright smile. The Yin Mo he likes should do whatever she pleases in front of him. The only thing she shouldn’t be is how she is now, always on edge, without any confidence. He Chen also couldn’t help but seriously reflect, perhaps he was too hasty, confessing his love without providing enough sense of security, leaving her feeling lost. Downstairs in the living room, He Chen took a seat, pulling Yin Mo to sit on his lap. The warm sunset sprinkled on the floor, adding a touch of warmth to the moment. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel~fire~net He Chen held her in his arms, without any untoward actions, gazed into Yin Mo’s eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse tone, “Yin Mo, I’ve had many women before.” It was hard to say, but he felt a sense of relief as well. He Chen pursed his thin lips, the corners of his mouth slightly pale, “I’ve seen all kinds of women, seductive, charming, vain, but you are different from them.” Yin Mo sat properly in his embrace, her heart beating rapidly, “How am I different?” He Chen stayed silent for a very long time, so long that Yin Mo thought he couldn’t find any of her strengths, when he solemnly said, “They are the past, and you will be the last woman of my life.” He wasn’t joking, he meant it seriously. Yin Mo opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to speak, but He Chen stopped her lips with his fingertip, continuing to open his heart to her, “You don’t need to be capable, even if you know nothing, my wretched life is enough to protect you for your whole life. As for your background, no one’s is worse than mine.” As he finished speaking, He Chen leaned in and kissed her cheek, “Baby, luckily you don’t know how many people like you, otherwise… I would have to put in a lot of effort to win you over again.” For the first time, He Chen didn’t touch her, and said these words in an incredibly calm and rational state. He didn’t deliberately create an atmosphere, nor was he frivolous, every word and sentence was sincere. Yin Mo felt bewitched because, within He Chen’s words, she sensed favoritism. She said nothing, and He Chen needed no words from her. His broad, warm palm moved once again to the back of her head, He Chen said, “Yin Mo, even if I’m not good enough for you, I won’t give you the chance to be with someone else, unless I’m dead, understand?” Yin Mo could feel how deep He Chen’s feelings were. He still hadn’t said exactly what he liked about her, but he made it clear that only she was enough for him. Yin Mo lowered her head, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly, “Hmm.” He Chen raised his eyebrows, hmm? That’s it? He suppressed his desire to be close to her, turned her face around, and asked seductively, “Baby, aren’t you going to say something to me?” “What do you want to hear?” Yin Mo looked at him calmly, but her lips curved up, her cheeks turning red. Perhaps it was the first time she heard such a long confession, her mind was still a bit dizzy. He Chen shook his head, letting out a long breath, rubbed her hair, eyes smiling and gentle, “Nothing, my life is yours, anyway, sooner or later you’ll be the death of me.” Yin Mo looked at him, a moment’s surge of emotion prompting her to unconsciously hug him, burying herself deeply in the man’s neck, “He Chen, don’t lie to me…” Yin Mo called his name, murmuring softly. She likes him, a lot. No reason could be explained, maybe because he is He Chen, so she likes him. He Chen’s strong arms wrapped around Yin Mo, patting her back gently, his handsome face full of smiles, “I’ve lied to a lot of people, but I never lie to my own woman. Yin Mo, come back to the South Sea with me, I’ll marry you.”