Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: He Doesn’t Really Love That Much 7:30 PM, He Family Villa. Yun Lih and Xia Siyu were led by the servants into the entrance hall. Just as they turned the corridor, a conversation came from the living room. He Chen said, “Baby, you’re pregnant now, you shouldn’t run around, got it?” “How is going to Qiaoqiao’s place running around?” Yin Mo pouted in discontent, teasing the man, “Besides, Lao Wu might be in South Sea on a business trip, she might be very busy, so I should be the one to visit her.” He Chen leaned against the sofa, gazing at the woman’s round cheek, with a half-smile, “When will you ever take the initiative with me?” Yin Mo said nothing, focusing on He Chen’s handsome face, the curve of her lips showing signs of drooping. He Chen instantly lost his temper, moved to her side and coaxed her softly, “In ten minutes, if she doesn’t come, I’ll personally go and pick her up, okay?” “Then you go now.” Yin Mo glanced at the darkening sky, “It’s already dark outside, it’s not safe for her alone.” He leaned back, knocking the back of his head against the couch, and snorted, “Do you think Yun Lih is dead or Xia Siyu is useless? If I go to pick them up, who do they think they are?” Yin Mo lowered her head and sighed with regret, “Are you annoyed with me…” Without another word, He Chen stood up, grabbed his coat, and strode towards the entrance. Yin Mo puffed out her chest, watching his back and asked, “Where are you going?” “To pick up the two useless ones.” As soon as he spoke, the two ‘useless ones’ walked in from the front. He Chen paused, displeased, as he scanned Yun Lih and Xia Siyu, “You’re so slow, did you crawl here?” Xia Siyu casually greeted Brother Chen, while Yun Lih, with one hand in his pocket, said to Xia Siyu in not too loud or too quiet a voice, “A sexually frustrated man is no different from a mad dog.” Xia Siyu glanced at Yun Lih and silently stepped aside to avoid being involved. Having heard the commotion, pregnant Yin Mo had already come out. Upon seeing Xia Siyu, her eyes turned into crescents with a smile, “Lao Wu, come on in.” Xia Siyu looked at her belly, which was comparable to six months’ size, and reached out to pat it, “Dear sister, you’re really impressive.” “Nonsense, just lucky.” Yin Mo linked arms with her and returned to the living room, still complaining, “I wanted to go find you, but He Chen wouldn’t let me, so I had to trouble you and Brother Lih to make the trip.” “Not a trouble, I was free anyway.” Xia Siyu leaned comfortably on the sofa, her gaze carefully studying Yin Mo’s gentle and serene countenance. It was clear that He Chen treated her very well; the melancholic worries that used to linger in Yin Mo’s eyes were long gone. She had become lively and vivid, her every move exuding feminine charm and softness. Yin Mo had finally embraced her true self, turning into the person Xia Siyu envied. Outside in the villa’s small garden, He Chen and Yun Lih sat chatting in a pavilion, the February night in South Sea still carried a chilly air. Yun Lih tightened his coat around him, gazing at the crescent moon overhead with a somewhat dazed look. He Chen sat sideways, one leg over the other, leisurely smoking, “You look all troubled by love, don’t tell me you still haven’t gotten Siyu?” Yun Lih withdrew his gaze, looking at the cigarette lit by the night breeze, “Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?” ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 Their sharp tongues were on par, but often Yun Lih overthought, making him seem restrained. Then, He Chen sneered lightly, “Who knew a Mercenary Group leader like you would be on the pure path. If you care about your face in front of a woman, you might as well become a monk.” Yun Lih glanced sideways, slightly displeased, “Did you win over Yin Mo by being shameless?” He Chen blew smoke into the air in front of him, speaking cryptically, “I relied on my looks.” Yun Lih pursed his lips, disdainfully flicking away the ash, “Yin Mo must be really blind.” “You’re just jealous.” He Chen tapped the stone table with his fingertips, “Haven’t been in love, or is your brain useless? With a woman like Xia Siyu, if you put in the slightest effort, she’d throw herself into your arms.” “Is that so?” Yun Lih murmured skeptically, but his tone was full of uncertainty. He used to believe that Xia Siyu loved him, but now… he wasn’t confident anymore. He Chen squinted, observing Yun Lih’s face shadowed with dim emotion, then tsk-ed in amazement after three seconds, “No wonder Xia Siyu agreed to the family-arranged blind date. With you being so indecisive, it’s no surprise.” Yun Lih looked at him expressionlessly, “You came just to rub salt in my wounds?” “Is stating facts rubbing salt?” He Chen said, then instructed the servant to fetch some beer, opening up bluntly, “I heard you chased her away several times, brought all this on yourself, and now you want to turn back but feel too embarrassed?” Yun Lih said nothing, but his flickering eyes showed he was hit right in the heart. He Chen, in a hopelessly resigned manner, pointed at Yun Lih, “If you worry about your dignity in front of a woman, you don’t like her enough.” Yun Lih looked at him, mulling over, “I think… I do like her.” “You think is useless, then?” He Chen took the beer from the servant, pulled the tab, and pushed it toward Yun Lih, “Self-sentiment? If Xia Siyu doesn’t feel it, your liking is worthless.” Though He Chen never spared his words, his rich experience always hit the crucial point. Later, he told Yun Lih that if a man likes a woman, he would stop at nothing to be with her. If he didn’t absolutely have to be with Xia Siyu, there was no need to be obsessed. At least in He Chen’s view, he couldn’t see just how much Yun Lih loved her, at most, it was more than friendship—a liking and a heartbeat. So Yun Lih’s hesitations and conflicts only showed he wasn’t that into her. At ten o’clock at night, Yun Lih left. Xia Siyu was, however, left to stay overnight at the villa by Yin Mo, which troubled He Chen since his woman had been in the guest room for over an hour and still hadn’t come out. In the warmly appointed guest room, Yin Mo sipped her milk, pausing briefly when the servant reported, “He left?” The servant nodded, “Mr. Yun said he had things to handle and left ten minutes ago.” Yin Mo slightly furrowed her brow, waved off the servant, and looked at Xia Siyu, “Did he say anything to you?” Xia Siyu sat on the bench at the foot of the bed, swinging her legs leisurely, “No, maybe he really had something to do.” “You and him…” Yin Mo wanted to speak but hesitated. In truth, the six people in their circle had their lives and work, and their usual connections mostly happened in the group chat. In the past year, Yin Mo hadn’t inquired much about Xia Siyu and Yun Lih’s affairs. She didn’t understand, so she couldn’t say much. At this moment, Xia Siyu unfastened the hairband on the top of her head, her long hair falling loose behind her. She laughed lightly with a tranquil expression, “It’s been impossible for a long time.”