Capítulo 1090: Chapter 1090: He Chen Loses His Temper at Yin Mo He Chen had always felt his life was full of hardships and misfortune. So, he never put himself in someone else’s shoes to feel sorry for others, especially women. Because the weak don’t deserve sympathy. Yet now, he didn’t sympathize with Yin Mo, but felt an extreme heartache for her. This emotion came so suddenly that it made his heart clench into a tight knot. At that moment, He Chen almost desperately wanted to lay the whole world at Yin Mo’s feet for her to choose. Whatever she wanted, he was willing to offer it up with both hands. He Chen rarely embraced Yin Mo so seriously, without any reckless or frivolous behavior, just holding her deeply in his arms, tighter and tighter. In this tiny and dusty apartment with barely any space to stand, He Chen held Yin Mo in front of the window, unwilling to let go for a long time. A few minutes later, the man bent down and kissed the top of Yin Mo’s head, his gaze interwoven with obscure and complex shadows, “Go pack up.” Yin Mo sensed something was off with He Chen, and looked up to carefully scrutinize him, “Are you allergic to the dust?” He Chen abruptly closed his eyes, the sour emotions in his chest completely ruined by her. Damn, it was unnecessary to feel sorry for her. Not long after, Yin Mo came out of the bathroom carrying a basin of water, meticulously cleaning every corner of the apartment. He Chen just sat on the sofa, his gaze fixated on Yin Mo, but with a deep and distant look. After about twenty minutes, the apartment was cleaned, Yin Mo wiped the light sweat from her forehead and took out a few sheets from the cupboard, “Who knows when I’ll be back next time, can you help me cover this on the sofa…” “No need.” He Chen pulled the sheet aside, somewhat forcefully demanding, “Sell this shabby apartment, and next time you want to come back, buy a new place.” Yin Mo was momentarily dazed, seeing the man’s unusually serious expression, she softened and agreed, “Alright then.” “Aren’t you going to get something?” He Chen stood up, glancing around the shabby apartment he could see through, urging, “Hurry up and grab them so we can go home.” This shabby place doesn’t suit his woman. Yin Mo pursed her lips, then went to the corner of the living room, moved the wall cabinet, and squatted down to open a small electrical box embedded in the wall. He Chen was just about to remind her not to get electrocuted, but when the small iron door opened, there was a small built-in safe inside. Yin Mo entered the code, and when the safe opened, she proudly turned to look at He Chen, “I specifically hid it here.” He Chen licked his cheek, reluctantly praising, “You’re really smart, baby.” Yin Mo blushed with a shy smile, then took out a pile of…junk from the safe. At least in He Chen’s eyes, those things were just junk. Except for a Colt handgun, which had some value. Yin Mo’s savings weren’t much, but there were thirty thousand pounds in the safe, a few bank cards, and some unremarkable jewelry. He Chen sauntered up to her, picked up the jewelry and looked at it, “You like the Tiger Head ring from C brand?” “That’s a leopard.” Yin Mo frowned, correcting him. He Chen tossed the ring back, glancing coldly at her, “Having money to buy this junk, and you don’t know to buy a larger apartment?” This C brand’s hollow full diamond ring has a market price of over half a million. Then, Yin Mo calmly said something that made He Chen’s heart explode, “This was given to me by Xiao Yeyan.” He Chen’s eyelid twitched, and without a word, he grabbed the ring and flung it out the window. Yin Mo was shocked, and immediately ran to the bedside to look down, “What are you doing?” He Chen, with a calm face, walked up and pressed her entire body against the window ledge, his tone very low, “Yin Mo, don’t tell me you kept that damned ring to cherish old memories.” The trinket from Xiao Yeyan had unexpectedly been securely locked up in her safe. He Chen’s entire body exuded a chilling aura, continuously spilling out as he narrowed his eyes at Yin Mo’s face, secretly pondering…how many days it would take to kill Xiao Yeyan in the International Prison. Yin Mo furrowed her brows, unhappily retorting, “What nonsense are you saying, that was the reward after completing my task.” “After each task, the Xiao family would give rewards.” Yin Mo looked out the window once more, softly explaining, “But they never give cash, it’s always physical items or bank subcards. All these things have independent serial numbers, and once we cash them or use them, it would cause suspicion and attention, so I’ve kept them until now, why did you throw it away?” A large part of her wealth was in these bank subcards and jewelry in the safe. Now that the Chairman Family has been destroyed, she could completely sell these in the second-hand market, which also amounted to a significant sum. At this point, although He Chen’s expression softened a bit, his tone was still terse, “Keep it to relive the past?” Yin Mo didn’t want to talk to him anymore, she turned and was about to go out to find the ring. He Chen caught up with her in a couple of strides, tugging on the woman’s arm and imperiously demanding, “Come back, don’t pick it up.” Yin Mo was caught off guard, being dragged back, she staggered and bumped into the man’s shoulder, struggling to smack his hand away, “Let me go.” “Yin Mo!” He Chen suddenly shouted, his face turning dark again, “The junk Xiao Yeyan gave you, you dare to pick it up in front of me? Try picking it up!” Yin Mo was startled by his roar, her body trembling for a few seconds before she said softly, “He didn’t give it to just me, every team member after completing a task had one…” He Chen was probably overwhelmed with rage and momentarily lost his sense of reason. Actually, after yelling at Yin Mo, he regretted it, especially when he saw her pupils dilate with cautiousness, instantly extinguishing He Chen’s fire. He could see, he had scared Yin Mo, and she was indeed afraid of him, even fearful. It had taken him a long time to change her submissive and compliant state, but it seemed like merely a second to reset everything to its original state. He regretted it immensely, leaned forward wanting to hold her and soothe her, but Yin Mo instinctively took a step back, her eyes filled with unease, “If you don’t like it, I won’t pick it up.” Yin Mo had never seen He Chen lose his temper, even when he occasionally showed displeasure, it was mostly playful banter. But this time, she clearly saw He Chen’s face full of anger, not feigned, but a rage that was extreme. Yin Mo couldn’t understand how such a small ring could touch his baseline; keeping it was certainly not to cherish memories of old, just to find a chance to sell it because it was her reward for completing a task. The Yin family isn’t wealthy; her parents faked their deaths to escape and have been penniless ever since. The money Yin Mo won at the West City Casino, part of it was returned to Qiaoqiao and He Chen, and the rest was given to her parents. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel•fire.net The future still has a long road ahead, Yin Mo just wanted to have some savings on hand, at least not to be hampered by money. The life in the Xiao family for years seemed to give them glory and status, but in reality, leaving the Ducal Residence, they had nothing, she needed to make plans for herself and the Yin family.