Chapter 1080: Chapter 1080: What Did You Call Me?

Yin Mo retracted her gaze, looking at Cheng Li with calm composure, still holding the coffee cup in her hand.

Cheng Li continued to sit upright, and as He Chen drew nearer, she softly said, “Miss Yin, I didn’t say all these things to provoke you, there’s no need for you to harbor such hostility toward me.

Back then, it was my fault first, I couldn’t accompany him to the end, and I have no face to see him, so… I told you everything related to him, hoping you can love him well for me, and I wish you both happiness.”

Cheng Li’s words were spoken with such sincerity that even Yun Lih, who approached slowly, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

This is a typical performative personality.

At this moment, after Cheng Li finished speaking, she picked up her handbag and strode toward the direction He Chen was coming from.

Yin Mo watched coldly from the sidelines, analyzing Cheng Li’s trajectory.

If nothing unexpected happened, in two seconds, she would crash into He Chen’s arms.

Two seconds later, Cheng Li, walking briskly with her head down, indeed collided with a wall of flesh, the clear tobacco scent on him causing her to feel momentarily dazed.

He seemed unchanged, still loving to smoke like before.

Cheng Li, displaying a look of having endured great grievances yet stubbornly patient, leaned against the man’s chest, raising her tear-filled eyes, “Sor…”

Before the last word was uttered, she froze as if struck by lightning.

Cheng Li was stunned for quite a while before regaining her senses, quickly taking a big step back, “You…”

Yun Lih looked down at his coffee-stained shirt with a somber face, raising an eyebrow, “Thirty thousand, would you like to transfer, or cash?”

Cheng Li looked around in a daze, clearly aiming for He Chen, how did she unintentionally run into this stranger’s arms?

And behind her came He Chen’s highly recognizable voice, “Let go.”

Cheng Li turned to look back, her eyes full of disbelief.

His voice was richer than before, carrying the hoarseness and experience accumulated over the years.

At this moment, He Chen was bending over, snatching the coffee cup from Yin Mo’s hand, holding her fingers in his palm and rubbing them several times, “If you have something to say, say it, if you’re upset just do something, why take it out on yourself?”

In fact, Yin Mo didn’t even realize she’d been unconsciously squeezing the cup so forcefully that her knuckles were faintly whitening.

It didn’t hurt, but He Chen noticed it.

Cheng Li was still standing there at a loss, the development of the situation diverging greatly from her anticipated path.

She even thought she was seeing things, having actually heard a tender gentleness in He Chen’s tone.

And such gentleness once belonged only to her.

“Ah Chen…”

Cheng Li turned her body to gaze at his back, a call full of twisting emotions.

He Chen ignored her, still massaging Yin Mo’s fingers, his handsome face clearly displeased, “Babe, don’t you have anything you want to say to me?”

“No.” Yin Mo shook her head, looking past him to remind, “Miss Cheng is calling you.”

The warmth in He Chen’s eyes continued to drop, abruptly tightening his grip on her fingers, “So?”

Yin Mo winced slightly in pain, furrowing her brows lightly, yet making no sound.

Seeing this, He Chen immediately relaxed his grip, pulled up a chair beside her, and sat down, staring at her intently, “What were you talking about?”

Yin Mo glanced at Cheng Li, whose gaze was filled with desolation, feeling an unprecedented revulsion sweeping through her.

She had to admit, Cheng Li’s performance surely easily triggered a man’s protective instinct.

Yin Mo wanted to challenge her, feigning weakness is something anyone can do.

But it was not possible.

Cheng Li said that every woman He Chen loved after her bore her shadow, if she imitated, wouldn’t that be playing right into her hand?

Therefore, Yin Mo wiped away any superfluous expression, abandoning all thoughts, she is Yin Mo, not anyone’s shadow.

In these brief moments, when He Chen did not get a response from Yin Mo, his face grew increasingly darker.

He leaned forward, lifting her chin to gently stroke, “Were you wronged?”

All of He Chen’s attention seemed focused on Yin Mo, utterly ignoring Cheng Li’s repeated calls.

Yin Mo slowly raised her eyes, directly meeting the focused and worried eyes of the man, she said no, but her tone was very strained.

He Chen’s long, narrow eyes suddenly filled with sharpness and darkness, he cupped Yin Mo’s neck, pressing her against his shoulder, his fingers running through her hair gently soothing, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid, Brother will get justice for you.”

Burying her face in his shoulder, Yin Mo blinked suspiciously, why didn’t he ask why she came to see Cheng Li?

He Chen turned to plant a kiss on Yin Mo’s cheek, arm wrapped around her, finally looking back at the long-stunned Cheng Li.

He licked his cheek, mockingly, “You called my woman out here just to brag about how dumb I was back then?”

Cheng Li’s expression changed slightly, “Ah Chen, I wasn’t…”

“What did you call me?” He Chen gazed deeply at Cheng Li, with Yin Mo still in his arms, his hand unconsciously patting her head, like petting an animal.

“Didn’t you like me best…” Cheng Li’s breath hitched, glancing sidelong at Yin Mo, meaningfully said, “Call you Ah Chen.”

She intentionally paused midway, enough to let imaginations run wild.

“How big is your ego?” He Chen sneered coldly, his eyes scanning Cheng Li with aggression, “What was there to like about you? That you spread your legs in front of me for someone else? Or your flat A-cup bust?”

The way He Chen looked at Cheng Li, it was devoid of love, only filled with endless mockery and disdain.

That was his true nature, viewing women as playthings, not even sparing old flames.

Nowadays, Cheng Li had become just another inconsequential toy to He Chen.

Even if his words sounded harsh and bordered on personal attack, He Chen did not care, because she bullied Yin Mo.

Even the deepest love, after the storms of change, through physical indulgences, long lost its original purity.

He once hated Cheng Li intensely, but now, only loathing remained.

At this time, Yin Mo pried away He Chen’s hand, sitting up straight to ask with furrowed brows, “How do you know she’s an A?”

The investigation data clearly stated He Chen had never been with Cheng Li.

Yin Mo could be magnanimous about others, but Cheng Li was a result of He Chen’s feelings, she minded a bit.

Unhappily, He Chen pulled Yin Mo’s shoulder back, dominantly pulling her next to him, “Your man has eyes, if you don’t believe me ask your Brother Lih.”

Yun Lih, inexplicably dragged into this battlefield, brushed off the stain on his shirt with disdain, his tone unkind, “Don’t ask me, I’m blind.”

The few of them conversed as if no one else was there, while only Cheng Li stood awkwardly to the side.

Anger and shame made it hard for her to control her emotions, in a few steps Cheng Li went up to He Chen, raising her hand to slap him, her voice shrill, “He Chen, how can you say that about me, have you forgotten how you begged me on your knees not to leave back then.”

This sentence, anyone could detect the inexplicable sense of superiority emanating from Cheng Li’s words.

Once she was used to being the queen in front of He Chen, even after all the time, an intensely angry Cheng Li exposed her true nature.