The Favored Heiress
Chapter 1072: 1072: Why Would My Woman Defend You Instead of Me?
Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: Why Would My Woman Defend You Instead of Me?
He Chen hadn’t even finished talking when Yin Mo clumsily covered the man’s lips with her own.
Damn!
He wasn’t a saint like Liu Xia Hui!
Faced with Yin Mo’s closeness and initiative, He Chen had no reason to refuse.
In an instant, he took the lead, holding her head and kissing her passionately.
Ah Yong, stealing glances from the front seat: “…”
The phone on the floor that hadn’t been hung up: “…”
Yin Mo’s initiative was like the most potent aphrodisiac for He Chen.
He forcefully encircled Yin Mo, making her straddle his lap, and as emotion ran high, his hand slipped under her T-shirt.
It was unclear how much time had passed when He Chen let go, holding her back tightly, his handsome face buried in her chest, panting heavily to calm down.
Yin Mo also had a dazed look, her body revealing an unfamiliar emotional stir.
Especially because of her current straddling position, she could clearly sense He Chen’s arousal pressing against her.
In the car, the heat was unbearable.
Ah Yong almost couldn’t stand it anymore, he coughed into his fist against his mouth, “Chen, Brother Chen… we’re at the pharmacy.”
He Chen, still buried in Yin Mo’s chest, took a long breath before issuing a hoarse order, “Drive around one more time.”
He couldn’t get out of the car right now!
Ah Yong awkwardly said, “Brother Chen, that’s not appropriate, you… look outside the window.”
Hearing this, Yin Mo turned her head first and saw two people standing quietly not far outside the car, her face turning red as she exclaimed, “Patriarch Shang and Brother Lih are outside, let go quickly.”
He Chen took a deep breath, glanced out the window at Shang Zonghai and Yun Lih, who were smiling and nodding continuously, and showed a calm demeanor.
Two minutes later, He Chen, looking composed, led Yin Mo out of the car, while Shang Zonghai and Yun Lih had already entered the pharmacy ahead of them.
Soon, the two arrived at the private backyard pharmacy, and as soon as they entered, Yun Lih teasingly asked, “So quick?”
He Chen paused and gave him a glance, “Have you detoxed?”
Yun Lih pointed to his forehead, smiling with deep intrigue, “Are you feeling defensive?”
Yin Mo glanced at Yun Lih and, overwhelmed with shyness, scolded, “Brother Lih, don’t talk nonsense.”
“Tsk.” Yun Lih’s gaze bounced between the two, rubbing his chin, “Can’t even mention it, you’re defending him so much?”
Before Yin Mo could reply, He Chen directly pulled her into his embrace, “If my woman doesn’t defend me, who should she defend?”
Yun Lih chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he mocked, “I just wonder how many women before you, Yin Lao Er, there have been.”
Although they seemed to be teasing, the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
Yun Lih’s words clearly showed he was siding with Yin Mo, while everything about He Chen was good, except for his libertine nature.
Comparatively, being with He Chen seemed like a losing game for Yin Mo.
At this moment, Shang Zonghai lifted his eyelids, looking deeply at He Chen, “Tell us, how many women have there been?”
He Chen held Yin Mo tight with an expressionless face, “Old man, why are you meddling?”
“Dare not say?” Shang Zonghai rolled up his sleeves, but his eyes held a faint smile, “Or just don’t want to?”
He Chen glanced at him, then pulled Yin Mo to sit by the table, “Whether it’s the first or not is not important; when the wedding comes, just officiate for us.”
Hearing this, Yun Lih looked at Yin Mo in surprise, “Wedding?”
While Shang Zonghai’s lips curved into an enigmatic smile as he pointed at He Chen, “Finally, you’re showing some progress, you little rascal.”
Soon, Yun Lih found an excuse to call Yin Mo out of the pharmacy.
He Chen watched them leave with a cold and heavy expression, clearly displeased.
He had reason to suspect that dog Yun Lih would talk badly about him.
“Now you’re worried?” At this time, Shang Zonghai picked up the medicine scale beside the medicine cabinet, opened the drawer, and grabbed a bunch of herbs, “I’ve long told you not to be so indulgent; are you regretting it now?”
He Chen withdrew his gaze, lazily leaning against the Taishi Chair, “Whose dad are you really?”
Shang Zonghai’s smile deepened, his tone leisurely as he fiddled with the weights on the scale, “Since you want to settle down, you must confront your past and accept others’ doubts. Yin Girl is pure, it’s natural her friends are skeptical of you.”
He Chen tugged at his shirt collar with a light sneer, “You know she’s pure?”
“Her eyes, very clean.” Shang Zonghai poured the herbs into a leather bag, then sighed, “Being in the Xiao family for so many years without being tainted, she’s a girl worthy of trusting with happiness.”
On the other side, Yun Lih and Yin Mo sat in a secluded pavilion in the backyard, chatting casually.
After not seeing each other for days, Yun Lih’s health had slightly improved, and his face wasn’t as gaunt and thin as before, “Are you really with him?”
Yin Mo fiddled with her nails, “Mm, we just got together not long ago.”
Yun Lih subtly frowned, “Do you know He Chen’s past?”
“I do.” Yin Mo nodded earnestly and sincerely, “I know everything about him.”
Yun Lih scrutinized for a few seconds before letting out a light sigh, “Does Qiaoqiao agree, too?”
Yin Mo’s eyes brightened slightly, nodding vigorously, “Yes, Qiaoqiao was the one who asked me to find him in Parma.”
After a while, Yun Lih laughed, “Then it’s fine. If even she supports you two being together, I have nothing more to say.”
“Brother Lih, do you… have a problem with him?”
Yun Lih said no. He got up from the stone bench, pulled out a cigarette, and looked into the distance, “As a friend and brother, He Chen is rare. But as a lover, I’m not sure he’s qualified; perhaps it’s his romantic past creating this prejudice.”
Yin Mo couldn’t respond because she truly couldn’t defend He Chen’s past.
The pavilion was surrounded by silence.
Soon, Yin Mo stood up and approached Yun Lih, glancing sideways with a faint smile, “Brother Lih, he’s really good to me.”
“Then that’s fine.” Yun Lih, holding a cigarette, took a sip, looked into Yin Mo’s eyes, and patted her shoulder heavily, “If he ever bullies or treats you badly, tell me anytime. Our family will back you up.”
Yin Mo swallowed, lowered her eyes, and softly thanked him.
At this moment, Yun Lih glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw He Chen leaning against a door pillar not far from the pharmacy, one hand in his pocket, looking as if he was impatiently watching to see how long they’d chat, glaring at them coldly.
The gazes of the two men intersected in mid-air, He Chen’s demeanor made Yun Lih feel slightly amused.
“Remember what I said, Lao Er.” He deliberately patted Yin Mo’s head teasingly in a brotherly way, “But… I’m starting to believe he’s really fallen for you.”
Yin Mo looked up, about to speak, but Yun Lih gestured to the front left, “Go on, he’s waiting for you.”
“Brother Lih…” Yin Mo took a couple of steps forward, hesitantly looking back, “You and Lao Wu…”