After dinner, He Chen claimed he had to go out for some business. Yin Mo took a sip of juice and nodded lightly, "When will you be back?" He Chen pulled a playful smile, leaning forward with his arm resting on the edge of the table, "Not following this time?" Yin Mo looked at him calmly, "It seemed like it was Second Young Master Feng who called you just now. It’s not appropriate for me to tag along with you two." "Baby, I’m surprised at how sensible you are." He Chen looked down as he smoothed out the wrinkles on his sleeve, raising an eyebrow as he scrutinized Yin Mo with eyes full of appraisal. Yin Mo didn’t intend to lie, nor did she want to hide anything. Holding her glass with one hand, she spoke honestly, "I want to visit Charlman City." He Chen frowned slightly and tapped his fingers on the dining table, "Wait for me to come back, and I’ll go with you." "No need." Yin Mo shook her head, declining politely, providing a solid reason, "I have a small apartment in Charlman City. I’m just going to get a few things and will return quickly." He Chen raised his hand to stroke his eyebrow, asking meaningfully, "Baby, how come I didn’t know you have an apartment in Charlman City?" Latest content publıshed on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 He used to have extremely detailed information on Yin Mo, even down to the exact amount of her monthly salary from the Ducal Residence. This suddenly revealed apartment piqued He Chen’s interest. Yin Mo said, "Apart from Qiaoqiao, no one knows." This meant even Xiao Yehui was kept in the dark. He Chen narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "Is the apartment under Li Qiao’s name?" Even if it was under Li Qiao’s name, he might have overlooked this detail. Then, Yin Mo stated matter-of-factly, "No, the apartment is under Big Brother Bai’s name, so it won’t be easily discovered." He Chen rubbed his fingertips together, his handsome face wearing a half-smile, "Aren’t you afraid that guy might take over your place?" Yin Mo earnestly refuted, "He wouldn’t. Big Brother Bai isn’t that kind of person." She wasn’t close to Bai Yan. It was all thanks to Qiaoqiao’s covert assistance that she managed to get some breathing space right under Xiao Yehui’s nose. He Chen snorted coldly, his brows heavy, "You seem to know him well? Only know to ask Li Qiao for help and not me?" Yin Mo looked at him intently, quietly saying after a few seconds, "I bought that apartment after returning from Aida State." He Chen’s breath hitched, and the scene of their first encounter in Aida State instantly flashed in his mind. He cleared his throat, replying with a lack of confidence, "Hmm, Li Qiao... did the right thing." Leaving the western restaurant, He Chen naturally held Yin Mo’s hand and ushered her into the back seat. Ah Tai, acting as the driver in the front, looked back and asked, "Brother Chen, directly to..." Ah Tai paused for half a second, "Not going to the police station?" Yin Mo also looked at He Chen, puzzled, and then heard the man say displeasedly, "Why such a blabbermouth? My woman doesn’t even talk as much." Ah Tai felt that Brother Chen was particularly moody and worried about being blamed again, so he sat up straight, started the car, and headed to Charlman City. Yin Mo looked at the street scene rapidly receding outside, then turned back to tug at He Chen’s sleeve, "Aren’t you going to take care of things?" Just as she finished speaking, the phone in the man’s pocket rang. The car was very quiet, and they vaguely heard Feng Yi asking, "Have you arrived?" He Chen looked out the window and confidently replied, "Postponed to tomorrow morning." On the other end of the line, Feng Yi was silent for a moment before laughing and cursing, "He Xiaosi, I’ve been waiting at the headquarters for half an hour. Do you think I’m just idling around?" "So much nonsense." He Chen crossed his legs and breathed out, closing his eyes, "I have something to take care of." Feng Yi composed himself, his tone becoming much more serious, "What’s happening? If you need help..." "No need." Before ending the call, He Chen was very blunt in mocking, "I’m accompanying a woman to do something, no place for you to help." At this moment, Yin Mo turned to him, her gaze carrying a slight smile, "Actually, you don’t need to accompany me." Although she liked He Chen’s behavior of putting her first, she didn’t want to delay his important matters. He Chen glared at Yin Mo, who struggled to hold back a smile, and pinched her cheek, "Captain Yin, have you heard a saying?" He Chen chuckled, "Taking advantage while pretending to be innocent." Yin Mo bit her lip and turned to look outside the window, but the corners of her mouth kept rising. He Chen’s gentle hand landed on her head, rubbing it twice jokingly, "Just right, I also want to check if there’s a man hiding in Captain Yin’s little apartment." In Charlman City, after the turmoil of the Ducal Residence, although the British Royal Family did not change the city’s name, the city’s appearance had undergone a tremendous transformation. The Ducal Residence emblems that once dotted every street corner had long become specks of dust in history. In the residential area closest to the Ducal Residence estate, Yin Mo signaled Ah Tai to stop the car. He Chen, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyelids and glanced casually, "We there?" Yin Mo nodded, and before getting out of the car, she added awkwardly, "My apartment is very small, or maybe..." Knowing He Chen’s standard of living, inviting him into her small apartment felt somewhat accommodating. He Chen squinted, raising his eyes to look at the three-story building outside the window, "Baby, if you really have a man hidden, you can just say so. I don’t mind bringing a gun up." In the front seat, Ah Tai sneakily glanced at the rearview mirror, noting how Brother Chen had lost his former domineering, carefree attitude toward women. Ever since he and Miss Yin fell in love, it seemed like he was soaked in vinegar, emitting jealousy at every turn. Even Ah Yong had complained nervously before, feeling that Brother Chen wanted to gouge his eyes out, and he was debating whether to get his eyes insured just in case. In the end, Yin Mo gave up on explaining, pulling the man by the hand and walking into the apartment. He Chen had imagined how small her apartment could be, but when he actually stepped inside, his expression dimmed considerably. The apartment was barely fifty square meters, one-bedroom and one-living room, with a very compact layout. He Chen’s lean and tall physique made the apartment seem even more cramped. Perhaps due to not being occupied for a long time, the apartment had a lifeless atmosphere, and the air was filled with a damp smell. Yin Mo opened the window, glancing back at He Chen, "The room is dusty; I’ll clean it up first. You can wait outside the door." The man rolled up his shirt sleeves, his tone complex as he asked, "Why didn’t you buy a bigger apartment?" "Didn’t have enough money back then." Yin Mo was straightforward, without any vanity, "Besides, this place is very close to the estate; it’s easier to sneak over unnoticed." He Chen pressed his lips tightly and stepped forward, pulling her into his arms. The man was silent for a long, long time, holding Yin Mo tightly without a word.