Chapter 1088: The Best Choice

Chapter 1088: The Best Choice

Just like what He Chen said, Yin Mo didn't encounter difficulties when leaving the country, and the other party even stamped her passport and let her go without carefully checking the information on her passport.

The Royal Hotel in the Port of London.

Yin Mo walked into the suite, stood in front of the grille window in the living room, overlooking the whole city.

I haven't been back for several months, familiar and strange.

With a warm body approaching from behind, He Chen put his hands on the window sill and locked her in his arms, "Baby, how about touching the scene?"

Yin Mo turned around and gave him a scolding look, "No. What do you want to do when you come to Emperor Ying?"

"Ding dong—"

Before He Chen could answer, the doorbell outside the entrance rang.

Yin Mo raised his eyebrows suspiciously, pushed away the man's hand and was about to open the door.

However, He Chen stopped her, and stared coldly at the door not far away, "You don't have long legs? Do you still need me to invite you in?"

The half-hidden door was pushed open at the right time, and Feng Yi walked in wearing a British suit with a slight smile, "I can't compare to you, I'm being polite."

Yin Mo nodded subconsciously after seeing Feng Yi, "Feng Er..." Young Master.

"Well, just ask him to seal the second." He Chen pulled Yin Mo back, pulled him into his arms and clasped it tightly.

Feng Yi: "..."

Not long after, the two men sat on the sofa chatting, and Yin Mo sensiblely went to the small bar to make tea.

Feng Yi took off his coat, straightened the vest on his body, raised his eyes and stared at the opposite side, "Have you chosen?"

He Chen crossed his legs lazily, glanced at the woman not far away, and curled his lips deeply, "The best choice."

Feng Yi stroked the pocket watch on his chest, and smiled narrowly, "It seems that Captain Yin is indeed exceptional, and it's really extraordinary that he can calm the prodigal son."

Just look at the eye-catching hickey on Yin Mo's neck and you will know how crazy He Xiaosi is.

"What?" He Chen raised his brows maliciously, "The princess you took advantage of is not extraordinary?"

Feng Yi gave him a helpless glance, leaned over and picked up the cigarette case from the table, "She can bear your mouth?"

He Chen licked his lips wildly, "You have no chance to try."

Try Nima.

Feng Yi maintained a gentlemanly demeanor without cursing. When he lowered his head and lit his cigarette, he said in a vague voice: "I have checked Yin Mo's information, and it is still in the files of the Yingdi Police Station. It is not difficult to transfer her, but she Now that she is in a state of death, why don't you just give her an identity in Nanyang?"

"trouble."

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Is it more troublesome than transferring files?"

He Chenxuan glanced at him, "I don't care so much, I'm happy."

"He Xiaosi..." Feng Yi inspected his handsome face, and then sighed in amazement, "I never realized that you are so devoted when it comes to love, like a loyal and good man."

He Chen didn't bother to pay attention to his teasing, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and said in a deep voice: "It's not enough to just get rid of Yin Mo, I will take all the files of the three members of the Yin family."

Feng Yi gave a thumbs up, "He is really a good son-in-law of the Yin family."

"It's not as good as you, the earl who is married to the royal family."

Feng Yi got used to He Chen's venomous tongue, the two chatted a few more words, and then he asked intently: "Li Qiao was able to take the Yin family out of the way, didn't she re-identify them?"

"The Yin family is not her responsibility, besides...you let a woman in the late pregnancy worry about other people's affairs all day, and you think Shaoyan is dead?"

He Chen believed that if he didn't make a move, Li Qiao would definitely settle everything for Yin Mo in time.

But now, Yin Mo has him, so naturally he doesn't need Li Qiao to bother.

Feng Yi lowered the corner of his mouth knowingly, looked at He Chen's rather serious expression, and couldn't help laughing, "I really don't know what you're planning. It's obviously more convenient and quicker to create a new identity for her, but you insist on looking far away."

He Chen scoffed with an expression of "what can you understand, you idiot?" "Did you people who grew up in the British Emperor all have an EQ of 29?"

Feng Yi pursed his lips in displeasure, and he lost his gentlemanly demeanor, "Don't fucking talk nonsense, I have an EQ of 76."

"Normal people are 80." He Chen put his cheek against his face and smiled.

Feng Yi pinched his cigarette, picked up his coat, and stood up, just as Yin Mo returned to the living room with a teacup in his hand.

Seeing this, Feng Yi dusted off his little vest, and said with a gentle expression: "Sister Yin, it's hard work being with Xiaosi, right?"

He Chen felt bad, got up and urged, "Feng Xiaoer, get out of here quickly."

Yin Mo didn't understand Feng Yi's intention, but out of politeness, he responded, "No, it's not hard."

Feng Yi smiled intriguingly, "You don't mind if he had a woman before?"

Sure enough, He Chen knew that he had no good words to say.

Feng Xiaoer is the best at confusing people, and his usual trick is to rely on his gentlemanly demeanor and ignore human affairs.

At this time, Yin Mo's low EQ played a role, "Do you need to mind?"

She thought that Feng Yi was talking about He Chen's past affairs, and after thinking about it, she tentatively asked a nonsense that made Feng Yi's soul tremble: "Is it... Princess Margaery minding your past?"

He Chen immediately grasped the point, stepped forward and leaned over to look at Yin Mo, "Honey, did he have a past?"

To be reasonable, the brothers really don't know much about Feng Yi's love history.

After all, he was in the British Emperor, separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and the few brothers would not inquire about such gossip.

Yin Mo looked left and right, and said calmly: "I don't know much, I just heard it mentioned occasionally, Feng Er...Young Master has dated many noble daughters."

"Fuck." He Chen raised his leg and kicked Feng Yi, "Are you fucking deep enough?"

Feng Yi put on his suit jacket without embarrassment, cleared his throat, "Sister and sister, do you know Margaery well?"

Yin Mo said he was not very familiar with it.

"Very good." Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go first, see you later."

It was the first time for He Chen to see Feng Yi, who had always been calm and composed, deflated, and he put Yin Mo's shoulders on Yin Mo's shoulder and laughed uncontrollably.

After Feng Yi left, he kissed Yin Mo's face twice, "Baby, you are so fucking cute."

Yin Mo blinked inexplicably, holding the teacup in a daze, completely unaware of what happened.

He Chen was very surprised, took away the cup in her hand, turned around and pressed her down on the sofa, inevitably another deep kiss with extreme devotion.

After a while, he let go of Yin Mo, looked at the panting woman under him, rolled his Adam's apple and asked her, "Honey, do you like the church or the auditorium?"

Yin Mo's eyes were clouded, obviously she couldn't recover from being kissed. After a long time, she said two words according to her preference, "Church."

He Chen lowered his head and pressed against the corner of her mouth, and continued to ask: "White or red?"

"White."

He Chen propped up his upper body, his eyes were so gentle that water dripped out, "Western food or Chinese food?"

Yin Mo answered every question: "Western food."

He Chen's speech speed gradually accelerated, "Am I prettier or Feng Yi is prettier?"

"You look good."

The corners of He Chen's lips rose, and he quickly asked the last question again, "Do you like me or Feng Yi?"

"like you."

He Chen smiled, while Yin Mo stared at him a little shyly, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"Loves you." He Chen held her face and rubbed it lovingly, "Are you hungry? Brother will take you to eat western food."

Feng Yi, who had become cannon fodder downstairs for no reason, sneezed twice unexpectedly.

Who the hell is scolding him?

6000, just a preview, after He Chen's episode is over, he will take over from Yun Li and Xia Siyu

As for how many extra episodes will be written... Just follow the fate, don't rush me...