Capítulo 1119: Chapter 1119: Have a Daughter and Make Shang Yin Marry Into the Family He Chen’s temple throbbed, he threw down the note in his hand, didn’t eat the breakfast Yin Mo prepared for him, changed his clothes, and went out to the mansion to catch someone. Meanwhile, Yin Mo was in the mansion’s nursery, holding the tear-streaked little tot, at a loss. Opposite her, Li Qiao leaned against the sofa armrest, watching Yin Mo’s stiff movements, with a smile on her lips, said: “He likes you.” Yin Mo swallowed, her eyes brightening a bit, “Really?” “Maybe.” Li Qiao reached out and pinched the little tot’s finger, “You can try again.” Thus, Yin Mo cautiously prepared to hand the little tot over to the nanny for the fourth time when, unexpectedly, as soon as she made a move, the corner of the human tot’s mouth visibly pouted. “Ah, don’t cry, don’t cry.” Yin Mo hurriedly retracted her hand and cradled the little tot into her arm, “I’ll hold you.” Xiao Shang Yin stopped fussing. Yin Mo felt… she might not be able to leave the mansion today. The nanny watched this scene in surprise as well, “Seems like the little young master really likes Miss Yin; he’s never acted this way before.” Half an hour later, He Chen walked lazily into the mansion’s living room, raising his eyes to see Shang Yu and Li Qiao talking with Liuyun, while his woman… was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window sunbathing with Shang Yin in her arms. He Chen’s steps halted, he looked intently at Yin Mo holding the child, seeming to see their future in a daze. At this time, Luoyu walked into the living room carrying fruit and hot tea, greeting him casually. He Chen responded with a ‘hmm,’ ignored Shang Yu and Li Qiao, walked over to Yin Mo’s side, hooked her waist domineeringly, and ground his teeth, “Try leaving home without telling me next time.” The tone was full of grievance. Yin Mo repeated the phrase, “Didn’t I leave you a note?” He Chen pinched the soft flesh at her waist, “Yin Mo, I think you need to be taught a lesson.” The two stood by the window, flirting as if no one was around. Shang Yu picked up the fruit slices on the table, bringing them to Li Qiao’s lips, with a teasing smile, “So you came over this early, is your business done?” He Chen glanced back cheekily, “Going right away.” Then, with Yin Mo’s exclamation, He Chen scooped Shang Yin into his arms, “Godson’s grown quite a bit.” The little tot stared at He Chen with big, bright eyes, neither crying nor fussing. He Chen embraced the little tot, showering him with several kisses, then handed him over to Shang Yu, “Wait for my news.” At this, Li Qiao sitting nearby, lightly spun the wedding ring on her ring finger, smiling faintly as she reminded, “Brother Chen, remember to prepare what’s necessary.” Throughout, Yin Mo was bewildered. What were they talking about? Why couldn’t she understand a single thing? Even upon leaving the mansion, Yin Mo had yet to grasp the situation, “Where are we going?” He Chen shot her a sideways glance, moodily uttered two words, “Lovebirds’ suicide.” Yin Mo puffed her cheeks, “Are you mad at me?” He Chen stopped in his tracks, standing by the fountain in front of the mansion, suddenly pulled Yin Mo into his arms, cupped her face and rubbed firmly, “I can’t bear it, come, I’ll take you to see toys.” “What toys?” Yin Mo got serious, pulling him as they walked, “Is it for Xiao Shang Yin?” He Chen’s gaze darkened slightly, he bent down close to her face teasingly, “You like kids?” “I do.” Yin Mo looked up at him, stars in her eyes, “He’s good-looking, especially his eyes.” Because his eyes are like Li Qiao’s, right? He Chen maliciously licked his lower lip, “Baby, how about we have a daughter in the future, and let Shang Yin be a part of our family?” Yin Mo was stunned, “Can that… be done?” He Chen thumbed her lips, speaking suggestively, “How about we try tonight when we get home?” Yin Mo had a feeling He Chen was being oddly peculiar today but couldn’t pinpoint exactly where. Forty minutes later, He Chen took Yin Mo back to the Portuguese Silver Casino in West City. Yin Mo was fixated on the toys he mentioned, but upon entering the spacious VIP Hall, He Chen led her directly to the gambling table. “Baby, place a bet.” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽 Yin Mo wasn’t particularly interested, but she saw that half-man-high stacks of chips were piled on both sides of the huge gambling table, too many to count. Even for the casino’s largest gambling table, she hadn’t seen so many chips. Yin Mo roughly estimated that the chip value exceeded tens of billions. “Bet on what?” Yin Mo sat upright across from He Chen, thought for a moment, then added, “I don’t have much money, so don’t bet too high.” At this moment, He Chen lounged against the chair back, his deep eyes flashed with a gleam that Yin Mo couldn’t understand, “Bet on big or small, one round decides the winner.” Yin Mo agreed cheerfully, “What’s the stake?” He Chen tapped the table, “We’ll talk if you beat me.” Anyway, Yin Mo didn’t have high hopes; He Chen being the boss of an underground casino, her odds of winning were slim. Soon, both picked up the dice cup, and the crisp clash of dice echoed. Three seconds later, both stopped simultaneously, He Chen smirked mischievously, raised an eyebrow, “Should I reveal mine first?” Yin Mo blinked, “How about we do it together?” He Chen indulged her request, “Sure.” With Yin Mo counting down from three-two-one, the lid of the dice cup was lifted, Yin Mo first glanced at her dice, then at He Chen’s cup, her brows showing joy, “I won!” She had three sixes, He Chen had three ones. Yin Mo beamed, evidently surprised. And He Chen just looked at her tenderly, then reached out to push all the chips on both sides onto the table, “Captain Yin, you’ve won all my belongings.” Yin Mo froze momentarily at the sound of thousands of chips falling, “What did you say?” He Chen rested his arms on the armrest, nodded toward the spot under her table, “The document under the gambling table, sign it.” “What document?” Yin Mo looked down to see a few sheets of paper placed in the hidden compartment under the gambling table, took them out and stayed silent for a moment. Pre-marital agreement. The agreement was simple, all the man’s property immediately belonged to the woman, including real estate, car, casino, and all his funds… “No, I won’t sign.” Yin Mo bit her lip, with teary eyes looked at He Chen, “You don’t have to give me everything, we…” “Baby, if you don’t sign, how will you marry me?” He Chen pushed the chair and walked to her side, propped a hand on the table corner, looked down on her, “Or are you saying you don’t want to marry me? Hmm?” Yin Mo’s eyes showed glints, she looked up at the man close at hand, “No…” He Chen patted the top of her head, subsequently, a dark blue box was opened single-handedly by him, “Then sign, and we’ll get the certificate signed right after.” Inside the box was a nearly ten-carat diamond ring, the ‘toy’ he had playfully mentioned before. Yin Mo stared at the ring for a long time, her voice trembling as she asked, “Are you… proposing?” She had fantasized about what it would be like if He Chen really proposed. Yet the scene before her was nothing like any of her fantasies. Indeed, He Chen didn’t understand romance, but he was practical and left no room for retreat. Especially that pre-marital agreement, a quintessential unequal treaty. At this moment, He Chen glanced at the ring, and at Yin Mo’s eyes shimmering with tears, he swallowed, smiling as he retreated a step, and the next instant, he knelt on one knee, “Yin Mo, marry me?” “Don’t…” Yin Mo couldn’t stop him in time, seeing He Chen kneeling on the ground, she was instantly distressed, “Marry you, marry you, stand up quickly.” He Chen was unmovable, gesturing toward the table corner, “Sign the document, and we’ll go get the certificate right away.”