Chapter 1096: Chapter 1096: How Much Does She Want to Fight? Five minutes later, He Chen sat in the carriage, turning his head to look at Yin Mo sitting beside him, still finding it unbelievable. Deep down, he didn’t believe that Rong Manli would hide his mother inside the He Family Enterprise building, but Yin Mo stirred his thoughts, and without hesitation, he took her out. It was nearing nine o’clock in the evening, and the dim yellow streetlight reflected on Yin Mo’s face, casting a fluctuating yet distinctly clear light. The vibration of the phone brought He Chen back to reality. He slid down to answer, his tone sharp, “Speak.” “Brother Chen, Rong Manli has arrived in Nia State. She went to the shopping mall, and there are no abnormalities for now.” “Keep a close eye on her,” He Chen ordered coldly, his lips in a thin line, “Don’t relax at the old mansion either.” After ending the call, he tossed the phone onto his leg, leaning his head back and resting his arm on his forehead, breathing deeply. At this moment, Yin Mo looked up from her phone, gazed at He Chen’s tense profile, and softly suggested, “How about… we act separately? I’ll go to the He Family Company, and you go to Nia State.” He Chen lifted his eyes slightly, glancing at the woman’s worried eyes out of the corner of his eye, wrapped his arm around her head, pulling her closer, “Don’t even think about it.” Yin Mo compliantly snuggled into his embrace, saying no more, continuing to hack into the He Family Enterprise’s network monitoring system on her phone while silently accompanying He Chen. Meanwhile, Rong Manli in Nia State also received the news. She was sitting in a café, flanked by two burly bodyguards, ignoring the discreet gazes around, stirring her coffee, and softly asked back, “You mean he’s planning to go to the He’s headquarters?” The bodyguard nodded behind her, “According to the surveillance report, his car is headed towards the city, suspecting he may try to force his way into the headquarters.” “Heh.” Rong Manli let go of her fingers, the metal spoon clinking against the cup rim, “The He’s headquarters isn’t a place he can just barge into.” “Madam, He Chen may have backup. You saw it that day at the old mansion. Should we send more people to guard the headquarters?” Rong Manli turned her gaze to the reflection on the window, dusting off her skirt, “Do you think I came to Nia State today just to drink coffee?” The two bodyguards exchanged looks, then bowed low and flattered her, “Madam is wise.” As they spoke, the glass door of the mall café was pushed open from outside. A tall, unrestrained-looking man entered with one hand in his pocket, glancing around. As his gaze fell on Rong Manli, he smiled deviously and walked over, “Madam Rong?” Upon hearing, Rong Manli stood up gracefully, adjusting her skirt and extending her hand politely, “Mr. Yun, we meet again.” The man glanced down at her hand, leisurely shook hands with her, and at that moment, Rong Manli keenly noticed the sinister-looking scars on his wrist. Aging scars, looking somewhat daunting, as if burned by something. This man was Yun Ling, the second leader of the Mercenary Group in Nia State and Yun Lih’s younger brother. On the other side, He Chen and Yin Mo arrived at the He’s headquarters building, the logo light sign of the He’s was prominently hanging on the curtain wall on top. He Chen and Yin Mo got out of the car, looked at the building, and then climbed up the steps together. In the vibrant city business district, the man wore a shirt and trousers, looking tall and dynamic. The woman wore a sleek tight-fitting training outfit, showcasing her elegant and sexy curves. Even though it was late at night, the entire commercial area was still bustling, not looking deserted. The two just walked into the building’s lobby like that, inevitably drawing the attention of passersby. Because of the Bentley parked downstairs, which was quite valuable and had knocked over a row of road cones outside the building. It looked just like someone with malicious intent. In the lobby, He Chen and Yin Mo passed through the revolving door, and the security guard on duty immediately stood up to stop them, “It’s off hours, you can’t go in the building, come back tomorrow if you have business.” He Chen casually fished out a cigarette pack from his pocket, arrogantly placing a cigarette to his lips, “Will you step aside on your own or will I have to teach you?” The security guard’s eyelids twitched, grabbing an electric baton and tapping it on the table, “Put out your cigarette, you’re not allowed here… ahhhh!” Before He Chen even saw how Yin Mo moved, he heard the security guard trembling all over, stammering ‘ahhhh’ incessantly. Upon closer inspection, he saw Yin Mo holding the electric baton, using the electric shock mode right on the guard’s stomach… He Chen’s mouth twitched several times, stepping forward to pat Yin Mo’s head, “He’s just a worker, don’t kill him.” “Oh oh.” Yin Mo quickly withdrew the electric baton, tossed it onto the table, and turned with a smile, “Let’s go.” He Chen bit the cigarette, unable to help himself but caress her face, “Damn, you’re adorable.” Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽 Yin Mo was already accustomed to it, pulling out her phone from her back pocket and handed it to He Chen, saying, “This is the CAD building layout of the entire complex. I’ve just checked each floor’s layout, and there are two possible hiding places, the top floor and basement three.” He Chen briefly glanced at the screen, removed the cigarette from his lips, and leaned forward, “Captain Yin, which floor do you want to go first?” “Basement three.” Yin Mo looked up at him, uncertain whether it was an illusion, but her eyes seemed filled with eager excitement. He Chen knowingly curled his lips, “You just want to fight?” Basement three was the location of the security center. Yin Mo responded with another question, “Should we go?” “Why not? I’d even go to hell with you!” He Chen hooked Yin Mo’s waist, striding towards the elevator like no one was around. Meanwhile, the security guard who was electrocuted slowly regained his senses, grabbed his walkie-talkie to warn the others downstairs, then packed his belongings and darted out the door and fled overnight. Basement three was quiet and dimly lit, with only a few overhead lights illuminating the hallway. As He Chen and Yin Mo stepped out of the elevator, multiple… bodyguards and thugs emerged from the security center office. These people were different from the security guards in the lobby, looking larger and more robust, well-trained. Yin Mo stuffed her phone into her boot, tilted her head to look at He Chen and said, “Ten o’clock direction is mine, the back is yours.” He Chen leaned against the wall beside the elevator and raised an eyebrow teasingly, “You want twenty to yourself and leave me with only four?” How eager was she to fight? Yin Mo glanced at the bodyguard team across, sizing them up, furrowing her brow in suggestion, “Then leave you ten?” The approaching bodyguard team: “???” Dividing sweet potatoes here? Then He Chen tossed his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped on it, hooked Yin Mo’s neck, and gave her a peck on the lips, “Baby, stand firm and watch. Wait for me to come back.” Evidently, he did not intend to let Yin Mo make a move. Winning or losing wasn’t important; the key was that his woman’s hands were too delicate to waste on fighting.