Chapter 1059

Chapter 1059

He Chen was forced to stand still, and the strong scent of perfume on the woman's body rushed into his nose.

He lowered his eyes, pulled her away with great force, flung her a few meters away, and sneered coldly, "If your tongue is useless, cut it off."

The woman staggered back, a look of embarrassment climbed up her eyebrows, but she pouted and complained unwillingly, "Brother-in-law, you are so rude..."

At the same time, Yin Mo got up and walked out with the folder in hand, He Qing lowered his eyes with a smile that was not a smile, and joy appeared in his eyes.

There is nothing wrong with a man being lustful, but every time He Chen falls in love with a woman with big breasts and no brains.

Just like at this moment, no amount of music can cover up the loud applause.

He Qing took a sip of his wine, raised his eyes slightly, but soon frowned.

Outside the private seat, the woman covered her left face in disbelief, her chest heaved violently, and she was obviously very angry.

Yin Mo looked at her expressionlessly, with a cold and fierce expression, "I don't have a younger sister."

He Qing's fingers tightened, and he couldn't tell what it felt like. Is she brainless or mentally retarded?

Asking her to hit He Chen, she hit Cheng Wen instead.

On the other side, He Chen tilted his head and looked at Yin Mo, and in the next second he took her hand and rubbed it in his palm, his brows returned to his usual frivolous look, "Beating someone and talking, why do you do it yourself? Does your hand hurt? "

Yin Mo glanced at him, "A little bit."

He Chen squeezed her hand and kissed her twice, "It still hurts?"

"better."

The woman who was beaten was called Cheng Wen, she was dumbfounded at this moment, are you two human?

Even the bodyguard next to him couldn't look away without saying a word, feeling extremely complicated.

He Chen was very kind to Cheng Wen, his sister-in-law, out of love for the house and black people.

Now...to actually cut off someone's tongue when they meet each other, it's really not what it used to be.

"Brother-in-law, you actually let her hit... ah..."

With tears in her eyes, Cheng Wen looked at He Chen aggrievedly and cried.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Yin Mo unexpectedly slapped her on the right side of the face, "You can call him brother-in-law again?"

He Chen squeezed his forehead and couldn't help laughing, wrapped Yin Mo's belt into his arms, and asked with feigned anger, "Still beating?"

"You feel distressed?" Yin Mo's face was flat, but her displeasure was not difficult to see from the drooping corner of her mouth.

He Chen took the document under her arm and threw it on the ground, grabbed Yin Mo's hands and kept rubbing them, and looked sideways and called, "A Tai."

After saying that, a man in a black suit immediately walked over to the bar not far away, "Brother Chen, please give me your orders."

He Chen rubbed Yin Mo's palm lightly, raised his eyebrows and signaled to Cheng Wen, "If she is so mean, you can hit her."

"Brother-in-law..." Cheng Wen burst into tears, "You treat me like this, if my sister knows..."

He Chen's handsome face suddenly darkened, which made Yin Mo also pursed his lips and frowned.

Was the sudden change in his face because of Cheng Wen's words or... thinking of her sister?

Yin Mo knew that she shouldn't care about the past, but if He Chen was still influenced by the other party, she might really have no way not to mind.

At this moment, He Chen paved the way in a haze, looked coldly at Artest who was stunned behind him, stretched out his leg and kicked him, "Didn't you fucking hear what I said?"

Artest scratched his head in confusion, "Brother Chen, beating a woman... isn't it appropriate?"

"Is she your woman?"

Artest shook his head, and glanced at Cheng Wen stupidly, "I don't want to do this, it's too coquettish, I can't stand it."

He Chen pursed his thin lips playfully, and when he walked into the private seat with his arms around Yin Mo, he sneered and said, "Then, hit."

In the next second, Artest reluctantly nodded and said, "Okay."

Cheng Wen stopped crying, and didn't dare to call He Chen brother-in-law anymore, so she could only stare at Artest vigilantly, took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her long skirt, and quietly sent a message.

In the private seat, He Chen and Yin Mo sat across from He Qing. None of the three of them spoke, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

He Qing took out a cigarette from his pocket, brought it to his mouth and glanced at Yin Mo, "Miss Yin really opened my eyes."

"You don't have the face to talk if you don't know much?" He Chen stepped on the coffee table with one leg, and sarcastically said with a wicked smile: "He Qing, does your peanut-sized brain know how to work on women?"

He Qing lowered his head and lit his cigarette, his gloomy expression was obscured by the faint mist, "What you said, Miss Yin and I are old acquaintances, so we need your permission to have a drink and chat?"

Before He Chen could speak, He Qing smiled again, "Or...are you afraid of repeating the same mistakes?"

"It's not an old acquaintance. Mr. He, I'm not familiar with you."

Even though He Qing tried every means to sow discord, Yin Mo could calmly tear things apart.

He Chen put one leg across his knee, rubbed Yin Mo's head, looked sideways and sneered, "Did you hear that?"

He Qing shook his head with no change in expression, and pointed at Yin Mo with his hand holding a cigarette, "Miss Yin, that's not what we said just now."

Yin Mo looked at He Chen who raised his eyebrows slightly, and said very bluntly: "He asked me to slap you just now."

He Qing: "..."

He Chen: "..."

Yin Mo seems to have a characteristic, which can make any turbulent scene confusing and speechless.

For the first time, He Qing felt that Yin Mo was not stupid, but it seemed far-fetched to say that she was shrewd.

The only explanation is that the brain circuit is abnormal.

At this time, He Qing took a deep look at Yin Mo, leaned over and lit the cigarette ash, and said surprisingly, "He Chen, I heard that your little litchi has been waiting for you all these years. Miss her too?"

Yin Mo couldn't help turning his head to look at the ground outside the gauze curtain. The document that He Chen had dropped casually was still lying there and no one cared about it.

Little Lychee... is it Cheng Li?

Yin Mo picked his finger, the name Xiao Lizhi...sounds really nice.

He took it?

Otherwise, Yin Mo's brain circuit was extremely clear, she lowered her head and thought for a long time, then asked in a calm tone: "Do you like lychees?"

He Qing: "..."

He Chen closed his eyes, scraped his lower lip with his teeth, pulled her forcefully into his arms, lowered his head and licked her earlobe, "I like you."

This is the first time He Chen said he likes her.

Although the occasion was wrong, it did not affect his performance.

There will only be more and more such scenes in the future. The misunderstandings are deeply buried, and sooner or later there will be problems. It is better to solve them on the spot.

Yin Mo nodded expressionlessly when he heard his untimely confession, "Oh."

He Qing laughed, leaning back and forth, "Miss Yin, you are so cute and silly, do you believe what the man says casually?"

Yin Mo blinked innocently, "Why can't you believe it? Didn't you just say it out of your mouth?"

He Qing stopped laughing, mocking and contempt appeared on his gradually stiff eyebrows, "You and Li Qiao have a good relationship?"

"Li Qiao?" Yin Mo thought in a daze for a few seconds, "Oh, you mean Lord Yan's wife?"