Chapter 1101: Chapter 1101: I’ll Wait for You at Home Yin Mo was heartbroken, watching that tear break into pieces on his leather shoe. She couldn’t bear it and turned slightly, looking at the stunned Ah Yong and others, “You guys go outside first. Rong Manli is still upstairs, don’t let her escape.” “Oh, oh, okay, Miss Yin.” Ah Tai and Ah Yong turned stiffly and led the bewildered group of brothers and sisters away. That withered old woman turned out not to be Rong Manli! It was too terrifying. Seeing this, Yun Ling dared not act rashly and quickly called his Mercenary Group subordinates to wait outside together. As the crowd filed out, only six unfamiliar men stood there awkwardly. They looked at Yin Mo and murmured out loud, “Second Miss, this…” Tonight, the people rushing to He’s headquarters included Yin Mo’s trusted group on the frontier. Yin Mo glanced at He Chen, seeing he had stopped crying, then turned to the six men in front of her, “Ah Chang, sorry for bothering you tonight.” “Second Miss, you’re too kind; it’s what we should do.” Ah Chang nodded politely and added, “Ah Nan is still outside the old He Family residence standing guard, should we call him back?” Yin Mo shook her head and whispered, “No need, let him stay. There’s nothing happening here for now. You guys can go back for a shift change and rest. Gather in front of the old He Family residence tomorrow morning.” Yin Mo nodded gratefully at some long-unseen trusted ones, “Once things are settled, we’ll meet again.” Since bringing them to Parma, this was the first time Yin Mo had seen them. When everyone left the stairwell, in the corner, Rong Manfang was holding He Chen and crying uncontrollably. Yin Mo stood on a step, not far away, watching them with slightly reddened eyes but incredibly relieved. Thankfully, they were found. Ten minutes later, He Chen and Yin Mo helped Rong Manfang out of the stairwell on the west side. Her steps were slow; living in a windowless, dark rest area for years, the corridor’s overhead glaring incandescent lights made her uncomfortably close her eyes. Yin Mo glanced at Rong Manfang from time to time, catching this moment, and quietly let go of her hand. She hid in the corner and took out a dagger from her boot tube, cutting a slit in her pant leg and forcefully tearing off a strip of fabric. “He Chen.” Yin Mo softly called the man and handed the fabric strip to him, “Auntie hasn’t seen light for many years; the incandescent light is too bright for her eyes. Cover them with this.” He Chen, slightly dazed, gradually focused, staring at Yin Mo with a mix of emotions. He forced a smile, rubbed her head, and then put the strip over Rong Manfang’s eyes, “Mom, cover up a bit.” Maybe not having called this word for many years, He Chen’s call of ‘Mom’ sounded raw and awkward. Rong Manfang’s sight was blocked, but she waved her hand and groped around, “Girl, thank you.” Seeing this, Yin Mo quickly gave her hand, the natural gentleness and sympathetic feeling made her especially respectful to this once unfortunate woman, “Auntie, you’re welcome.” Rong Manfang patted Yin Mo’s small arm with her withered hand, seeming both sighing and grateful. Not long after, Yun Lih arrived. He hurriedly stepped out from the elevator, looking around, exhaled in relief upon seeing the corridor scene. As soon as Yun Ling saw him, he guiltily hesitated and slowly walked up to Yun Lih, stammering: “Big brother… why are you… Hey, hey, hey, don’t hit, don’t hit.” The second boss of the Mercenary Group darted around, clutching his head and begging for mercy. Yun Lih struck him on the back of the head several times, gritting his teeth, “Do you damn want me to live long?” Yun Ling hung his head, both aggrieved and sour, “Big brother, I’m innocent…” With unquenchable rage, Yun Lih kicked him twice, “I’ll deal with you later.” Yun Ling, rubbing his thigh, stood in the corner, not daring to speak. Damn it, what an unkind world; all for taking lucrative orders, it’s just twice the crooked thought. Yet once he met Shang Shaoyan, and once was with He Chen. Yun Ling covered his face, turning to face the wall, damn those expensive orders; henceforth… friendly policies for peace. On the other side, He Chen and Yin Mo carefully helped Rong Manfang; their pace was very slow, accommodating the unsteady legs of the woman. Seeing Yun Lih walking up front, Yin Mo pursed her lips and suggested, “You and Auntie should go home first; leave this to me.” He Chen shuddered mildly, looking past Rong Manfang toward Yin Mo; he seemed to hesitate, and he looked somewhat shaken. Despite hiding from the world for a long time, the next words from Rong Manfang still conveyed magnanimity and understanding. She patted Yin Mo’s hand back, her voice gentle, “Girl, I’m fine. You and Xiao Chen go and handle things first, coming home later won’t delay anything.” Mother and son hadn’t seen each other in years, undoubtedly having much to talk about, but Rong Manfang could wait, having waited nearly twenty years, not minding this moment. Yin Mo slightly bowed, looking at Rong Manfang’s hands like dry twigs, feeling uncomfortable, “It’s just some finishing touches, very simple, won’t be dangerous.” With that, fearing Rong Manfang’s stubbornness, Yin Mo softly reminded by her ear, “Auntie, he’s been searching for you for many years, enduring much suffering; after your reunion, he must have much he wants to tell you.” Rong Manfang didn’t speak, yet the strip over her eyes showed traces of dampness. In the end, He Chen chose to firstly take Rong Manfang back to Purple Cloud Mansion. At the bottom of the building, the cool night wind swirled at their feet. Yin Mo stood outside the car, smiling faintly at He Chen, “Go home.” Deep layers of complex and obscure emotions lay in the man’s eyes. He strode forward, embracing Yin Mo urgently, pressing his thin lips to her forehead, murmuring hoarsely, “I’ll wait for you at home…” In fact, more than anyone, He Chen wanted to stay and fight alongside Yin Mo, but facing his mother, unseen for years and not in good condition, he had no other choice at this moment. Yin Mo wrapped her arms around He Chen’s shoulder, reassuringly rubbing twice, “Alright.” Soon, the car drove away, Yin Mo standing by the street looking into the ink-black night, her lips inadvertently curling up. Auntie was found, he has a mother. “Such an understanding Yin Lao Er is truly rare.” Yun Lih’s teasing voice came from behind, Yin Mo collected herself, turned, and directly asked a crucial question, “Why did the Mercenary Group take this order?” “Yun Ling’s brain doesn’t work well.” Yun Lih awkwardly brushed his brow, “I’ll go back and deal with him.” Yin Mo thought for a moment, reluctantly agreeing, “Hmm, alright.” Yun Lih: “…” Thıs content belongs to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 Damn Yun Ling, money-grubbing fellow, look at the mess he made. With a heavy heart, Yun Lih followed Yin Mo back to the top floor. The two arrived at the office door and heard Rong Manli calling for help on the phone.