My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Things to make her think about ...

Yin Shuiling didn't look up. She looked at the noodles in the dish and said perfunctoryly, "What is it, I don't understand what you are talking about ..."

"Shui Ling, don't pretend to be confused with me." Yin Muchen interrupted her. "Wait a month, I'm going to celebrate my 33rd birthday. You just came back from England and you are 21 years old. The university is too small, but now two years have passed and you have graduated. I think it is OK. "

"Shuiling, you should have adapted in the past two years. We will continue to do this for a long time in the future. I will always love you, love you, and never change."

Talking about Yin Muchen laying down the knife and fork in her hand, reaching out to hold one of her little hands, he shuttled his five fingers into her fingers, and his voice was soft and soft, "Know me this time What did you do on a business trip to South Africa? "

He rubbed her ring finger thinly with his fingertips, "I am not very romantic, and my hands are too stupid. I have never done anything by myself ... Shui Ling, it is almost two years. I will give you these two years. The longest period, I have been waiting for you, and now I can't wait. "

He didn't say the whole thing, but he already expressed his meaning clearly. He wanted to ...

Yin Shuiling was instantly distressed, she hurriedly withdrew her little hand, and the ring finger that he had rubbed like a current, all the way to her heart.

She didn't know what to do about it. At this moment, the small hand on her knee accidentally touched the mobile phone in her pocket, the hard cold mobile phone.

The phone reminded her of what she should do.

Her hot heart had just fallen into a cold pool. Her face was pale, her hands and feet were cold. "Let's eat, and we will be cold if we don't eat anymore."

Watching her little head drop, Yin Muchen's only smile left in his eyes was gone, he picked up the knife and fork and continued to cut the steak.

Neither of them spoke. Yin Shuiling took two bites of noodles and raised her head. She reached out and picked up her goblet. "Yin Muchen, let's have a drink."

Yin Muchen slowly looked at her. Instead of looking at his eyes, she slightly raised her head and took a sip of red wine.

Yin Muchen lowered her knife and fork after a few seconds of silence. He raised his lips and nodded, "OK."

Picking up the goblet at hand, he drank the red wine she poured for him.

...

The restaurant was quiet, there was no sound, the two red candles on the table were still burning, but the red flames did not shine through Yin Shuiling's white face.

She sat on the chair and looked at Yin Muchen next to him. He drank and was already lying on the table and falling asleep.

She was drugged in red wine.

Yin Shuiling stared at him empty for a few seconds, then got upstairs.

After entering the study, she walked to the safe. The safe was set with a password. She pressed the same password as the notebook, and a "ding" sound opened the safe.

Bai Yu's little hand reached in, and she took out her account book.

"Beep", something seemed to be pressed on the ledger, and it fell to the ground.

Yin Shuiling looked down, and there was a quiet ... wedding ring on the carpet.

She crouched down, trembling with her little hand to pick up the ring, a simple and generous platinum style with a diamond inlaid on it, and several letters on the ring-C & amp; amp; amp; L.

Morning and Ling.

Their names.

Yin Shuiling touched the letters with his fingers. The letters were not sculpted. The letters were crooked. He said he made them by himself ...

He is really clumsy, these letters are so ugly.

Yin Shuiling clenched her lower lip with fresh shell-like fine teeth, but it was useless. The tears in her eyes poured out. She covered her face with two little hands and cried in pain.

Yesterday he took her to see his mother. This morning he said to buy her a wedding dress. She didn't think much. He really planned to propose to her and he wanted to marry her.

She was aggrieved last night. He didn't care about her feelings at all in order to covet the matter. It turned out that he didn't ignore it, he was just preparing for marriage.

For a man like him, he never said something in his heart, he would only silently prepare all these things behind her.

She once told Ning Qing that he just wanted to play with her. Actually, it wasn't. From the moment he appeared in the school infirmary, he decided to marry her. He said ... he waited for her for two year.

It was really two years. In the past two years, he put her in the palm of his hand. He let her slowly adapt to this bland and happy life. She finished her job half a month ago. He is going to marry her now.

Didn't he say she was ... a little broken shoe?

So why marry her now?

He wants to marry her as his wife.

Yin Shuiling's eyes were flushed and choked, and because she was crying too quickly, she seemed to be out of breath the next second, and her heart was sour, tender and painful, just for him.

She held the marriage tightly in her palm, and she cried and put her hand on the edge of her heart. This wedding ring is her life now, her life.

Yin Muchen, Yin Muchen ... she read his name in her heart, then looked down and kissed the wedding ring in her palm.

...

Brother Liu stood on the street and waited, but couldn't wait for Yin Shuiling. He looked down at the time and wanted to take out his mobile phone to make a call.

Before the phone was dialed out, a pretty figure appeared in front of him, and Yin Shuiling came.

Brother Liu is overjoyed, "Ms. Yin, is your account book in hand?"

Yin Shuiling passed the account book in hand.

Brother Liu's eyes were on, and he reached for it.

But I didn't receive it because Yin Shuiling raised her hand and looked at him coldly.

Brother Liu found that Yin Shuiling's eyes were a little red, and he laughed. "Miss Yin, rest assured, we have received the account book, and your father Yin De will be out of prison tomorrow morning."

Saying Liu Brother passed the envelope in her hand, "Here is Yin De's new identity abroad, and the air ticket is set. Miss Yin, there are two tickets. You can leave with Yin De tomorrow."

Yin Shuiling opened the envelope and glanced at it, then stuffed the envelope into her bag.

She came across the bag.

"Miss Yin, then you can give me the account book now."

Yin Shuiling hesitated for two seconds, then slowly reached out her hand.

Brother Liu took the ledger and laughed. "Miss Yin, we have a good cooperation. We have a chance to see you again." Brother Liu got into a black car and galloped away.

Yin Shuiling stood on the side of the road, and she stared blankly at the vehicles passing by the street people. Where should she go?

A handsome and extraordinary face emerged from his mind, Yin Muchen.

He'll know what she's doing tomorrow, right?

Will he still want her?

Tomorrow Dad can be released from prison. She should be happy. At least she won't have to live in guilt and sin in the second half of her life, and she won't be tortured anymore.

But her heart was empty.

He won't want her anymore, she lost him.

Yin Muchen ...

Yin Shuiling's bewildered eyes quickly became glorious. She pulled out her thin legs and turned to leave. She had to go back to find him. He would know what she was doing tomorrow, wouldn't she have another night?

She was drugged on him, at least she should go back and take care of him.

At first Yin Shuiling used to walk. Later, she went faster and faster and became a run. She ran to the imperial villa. Yin Muchen, no matter tomorrow, she just wanted to see him now.

...

Yin Shuiling ran back to the imperial villa, and she pushed in. She didn't change her shoes because she was anxious to see the man. She wanted to run out of the porch to the restaurant.

But no, everything was wrong. There was no light in the living room when she left. Now the light is on.

What else is wrong, there are some sounds in her ears, women's voices, charming snoring sounds and some water stains ...

Yin Shuiling is no stranger to this voice.

She stayed directly at the wall, following the sound, she instinctively and mechanically turned her little head, and she looked at the living room.

Yin Muchen, who was supposed to be drowsy on a dining chair, was sitting on the sofa. A girl hung on him. The girl wore a white vest with a small denim jacket on it. Now the jeans were dropped on the carpet. The vest also retreated from both shoulders, revealing a large part of the young girl's greasy white back.

The girl hugged the man's head, because of the height difference, Yin Shuiling could not see what the man was doing.

But it is not difficult to see that the man's hand is on the girl, the girl's five fingers in the stiletto are tightened, and she is obviously extremely happy.

Yin Shuiling was smashed by thunder. "Ah!" She screamed, covering her mouth.

The sharp scream quickly awakened the girl. The girl hurriedly covered her chest, then climbed down from the man's thigh.

The girl turned her face and Yin Shuiling could see clearly, it was ... Wu Qian.

The Wu Qian in the western restaurant, who is only 19 years old this year, will follow the girl named "Sister Yin" sweetly behind her.

Yin Shuiling's head seemed to be hit by a stick. She was stunned and her head was buzzing. She moved pale and dull from Wu Qian's face to the face of the man sitting on the sofa ...

Compared to Wu Qian's panic, Yin Muchen was calm and calm. The gray shirt on his body loosened four buttons in the entanglement just now, revealing a large wheat-colored chest.

The two long legs were not superimposed, but rather indecently opened, but he did such an indecent movement to reveal a wicked charm, a mature man's taste.

Without looking at her, he bent over and took a cigarette and a lighter on the coffee table in front of him. He slightly drew his hands in the wind and lit the cigarette. He took a deep breath and slowly and leisurely spit out the smoke, as if he Lame enough, he raised his eyes and looked at her.

A pair of ink eyes lingered on Yin Shuiling's small face with a smile, and he looked at her paleness and collapse with a bit of fun, "Where is the pestle looking?"

Although he was laughing, there was no smile under his eyes. Yin Shuiling only felt cold. She was shaking, her teeth were snoring. She looked at Wu Qian who was quietly standing aside.

Yin Muchen chuckled. He pointed at Wu Qian with his finger between cigarettes. "She, don't you know? To be honest, I don't know, just now she came here somehow, and it came to stick like gum. On me. "

Yin Shuiling stared dullly at the man's face. There was a deep red mark on his exposed chest, which was caught by Wu Qian.

She was a little overwhelmed, shook her head, and she took a step back.

In this retreat, she forced herself directly into the corner.