My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

In the room

Yin Shuiling put on her clothes and sat beside the bed. Yin Muchen squatted on the ground, holding her little feet in one hand and wiping the dust off her soles with a clean towel in the other.

"Older Brother, why did those two bad guys catch me just now?" Yin Shuiling asked.

Yin Muchen's long finger that was holding the towel paused. He had heard the two men's foul words just now. There were many perverts in this world.

"Because they were going to sell you," Yin Muchen replied.

"Sell me? What are they going to sell me for? I'm so young!" Yin Shuiling asked.

What are they going to sell her for?

Yin Muchen looked at the little snow-white fet in his hand. Her ankles were slender, her skin like silk, and all five of her nails were covered with a healthy pink tinge.

Her little feet were already so delicate, so her entire person would naturally be even better.

The girl was just eight years old but so bewitching.

He put the round-headed crystal shoes on her little feet, then got up and said, "Sell you for money so don't wander around in the future. Let's go back."

"Go back? Older Brother, are you going home with me?" Yin Shuiling asked excitedly.

"Yes." Yin Muchen scoffed at himself, one side of his lips lifting. Where else could he go if he doesn't return to the Yin family home?

When they went out, Yin Shuiling's fair and dainty hand held her older brother's big hand, and she asked, "Brother, I didn't see you when I woke up. It scared me to tears. Where did you go?"

Yin Muchen's face was indifferent, and he answered casually. "I went out for a walk."

For a walk?

Yin Shuiling was unhappy. Why hadn't her older brother woken her up?

Then, Yin Shuiling noticed a bag lying on the corridor with her sharp eyes. Suddenly, she remembered that when her brother appeared, he had carried that exact bag in his hand. She quickly went forward and stooped to pick it up. "What is this, Older Brother?"

"Nothing…" Behind her came the boy's frustrated voice.

Yin Shuiling looked inside the bag. Inside was an old and trusted brand's breakfast fried rice dumplings and a bag of warm soybean milk.

Unfortunately, the soybean milk had spilled out when it fell on the ground, so it could not be drunk anymore.

"Older Brother, is this for me?" Yin Shuiling flashed a sweet and dainty smile and looked up at him, her upturned face full of hope.

She had eaten this fragrant fried rice dumpling before. She had been tired of the house chef's cooking, so her mother had bought it for her. She remembered that the old shop was far away from here and that it was very expensive.

There was no walk. Her older brother had gone to buy the fragrant fried rice dumplings for her to eat.

Yin Muchen looked at the girl's clear and shining eyes, sparkling with nothing but hope and joy. The eight-year-old girl was so pure that she was like a piece of white paper.

"Yes." He nodded.

Yin Shuiling's little face blossomed into a smile, as pretty as a flower. "Thank you, Older Brother."

She went to the garbage can and threw away the broken soybean milk and bags. The wrapping paper of the fried rice dumplings was stained with a little dust. She gently brushed the dust away with her fair and dainty hands, then opened her cherry mouth and took a small bite. "Older Brother, it's delicious," she said with satisfaction.

Yin Muchen's heart was very soft and gentle. The girl was born exquisite and noble. Even if she had just picked it up from the ground, he would feel that it was delicious just by watching her eat.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to brush a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth.

"Older Brother, it's too much. I can't finish eating all this. Shall we eat together?" Yin Shuiling held up the fragrant fried rice dumpling with both hands and handed it to Yin Muchen.

Yin Muchen bent down and took a bite from her little hand.

"Older brother, is it delicious?" Yin Shuiling asked.

"Yes, it's delicious," Yin Muchen answered.

He took her soft little hand and brought her down the stairs.

…

When they returned to the Yin family house, Yin Shuiling was following behind Yin Muchen happily. The servant opened the door. She went into the living room and wanted to talk to her older brother.

But the atmosphere was not right. She looked up and saw her father and mother sitting on the sofa. Her mother was crying. Her father had his arm around her mother as he spoke softly to her.

"Mom," Yin Shuiling cried out.

Shi Xiaoqing suddenly raised her eyes when she heard her. When she saw her baby daughter standing in front of her unscathed, she rushed forward and held Yin Shuiling tight in her arms. "Shuiling, where did you go all day yesterday? Mom thought you were missing. You are Mom's life."

"Mom." Yin Shuiling patted her mother on the back with her little hand. "Mom, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Yesterday, I was with my older brother…"

Before she could finish speaking, Shi Xiaoqing got up quickly and with a smack, she reached out and slapped Yin Muchen.

Yin Shuiling was shocked and stunned.

She had never seen her mother so fierce. Her mother had always been gentle and kind, but now she seemed like a vicious person.

"What do you want to do, Yin Muchen? Did you abduct Shuiling yesterday? Why didn't you tell us that you were with Shuiling; why didn't you bring her home? Do you know that all the bodyguards and policemen are out looking for Shuiling?" Shi Xiaoqing raged.

Yin Muchen's face turned sideways from the force of the slap. His fair right cheek turned red instantly. Shi Xiaoqing had long nails, and she had deliberately scratched him with her nails when slapping him, leaving five scarlet bloodstains.

Yin Muchen's soft bangs covered his eyes. He hung his head so that they could not see his face, but he stood straight and his thin but handsome back would not yield to anyone.

He was silent but stubborn.

Yin De quickly went forward to coax her. "Xiaoqing, what are you doing? You…"

Shi Xiaoqing pushed Yin De aside and pointed her finger contemptuously at Yin Muchen. "Do you still want to protect him now? You don't want your baby daughter?"

Yin De was silent at once. He looked at the teenager and sighed. It was obvious that he had complaints about Yin Muchen's failure to bring Yin Shuiling back too.

His precious daughter was his life — the life of the Yin family.

"Yin Muchen, tell me what you have in mind. My Shuiling is of noble birth, she shouldn't even have a tiny bruise. What is your identity? Do you deserve to be with Shuiling? You…"

"Waaa…" With a loud cry, Yin Shuiling came forward and pushed Shi Xiaoqing away with two small hands, then stood in front of Yin Muchen. "Mom, what are you doing? You can't hit Older Brother. You can't bully him! Waa, my brother bought me a Hello Kitty doll and breakfast. In the morning, two bad uncles wanted to catch me, but Older Brother protected me. Older Brother is very kind to me."

Shi Xiaoqing was pushed away by her daughter, and her face turned black. But after hearing those words, she was also stunned. Has she wronged Yin Muchen?

At this time, Yin De went forward to smooth things out. "Muchen, your aunt has blamed you wrongly. She was very worried about Shuiling…and your safety. Let's just forget about this matter and get along well in the future."

Yin Muchen did not listen. He turned around and went upstairs to his room.

When he was closing the door, he heard Shi Xiaoqing's sharp voice. "What is he so arrogant? One has to bow their heads under the roof of others. Doesn't he understand that? Wasn't it just a slap? What's the big deal? If he has the ability, don't come back to the Yin family house. Doesn't he just want to leech at my house."

Yin De coaxed her. "Keep your voice down. Keep your voice down…"

Yin Muchen closed the door.

…

In the room, Yin Muchen sat by the bed with burning pain on his face, but he did not care. His handsome features were calm and quiet. He reached out and opened his schoolbag.

The bag contained a remote-controlled aircraft that could no longer fly.

He carefully embraced the plane and touched it with his long fingers, reminiscing.

Knock Knock…

At this time, a knock on the door sounded. There was a soft, sweet voice. "Older Brother, it's me. Open the door, please?"

Yin Muchen's finger paused, he did not reply.

The knocks on the door continued. The girl outside the door had probably burst into anxious tears, but she dared not cry out loud. "Older Brother, why don't you open the door for me? Do you not like me anymore? sobs…"

Yin Muchen put the plane back in his schoolbag. He got up and went to open the door.

The little girl outside the door was crying. Her eyes and the tips of her nose red. She had a medicine tray in her hands. When she saw him open the door, she stopped her tears. In her teary state, she cried and laughed as she sweetly called him "Older Brother."

Yin Muchen let her in.

He sat back on the bed. The little girl put the tray on the chair. "Older Brother, your face is bleeding. I'll apply some ointment for you."

She stood beside him, pinched a cotton ball in her small hand, and wiped the bloodstains on his face.

Tears fell from her eyes as she wiped the blood away. She bit her lower lip and cried in his ear. "Older Brother, it hurts a lot, doesn't it? Sorry; I apologize for my mother."

The girl's soft sobbing rang out by his ear, and his quiet, ink-black eyes rested on her tender and dainty little face."I didn't even cry. What are you crying for?" he asked softly.

Yin Shuiling put down the cotton ball. She held Yin Muchen's handsome face in her two soft hands and came forward. She gently blew on the wounds for him. "I see my older brother hurting, so I'm hurting too. I want to cry when it hurts. Older Brother, stop hurting. Shuiling will blow on your booboo for you."

She blew air on his wounds childishly.

Yin Muchen's cold, indifferent, ink-black eyes became warmer. His long fingers went to her cheeks and wiped her tears away. She was the first person in the world whose heart ached for him beside his parents.

"Older brother, have you ever been beaten before?"

Yin Muchen shook his head. "No."

Yin Shuiling climbed up onto his lap with both hands and feet. She stretched out two slender arms and wrapped them around his neck. "Older Brother, I will protect you in the future. No one would dare to hit you again."

The girl's voice was tender and pleasant. How could she protect him now? And when does he need a little girl to protect him?

But he quietly lifted his lips. His heart was already warmed.

Until many years later, when he stood at the peak of power, he still remembered her sentence clearly. It was precisely because of this sentence that he had held back many times when he wanted to strangle her. He just threw her onto the big bed and bullied her severely.

In fact, he had no regrets in his life, only this one: when he was 18 years old, he had met this little girl named Yin Shuiling.

From then on, there would be no more catastrophes.

…

In addition to living in the Yin family house, Yin Muchen did not accept any gifts from the Yin family. He still wore his old clothes and made money himself. In fact, it was easy for him to earn money to support himself. He still went to his old school.

But he began to smoke and drink, mixing with bad friends. The 18-year-old Yin Muchen had begun to rebel.

And Yin Shuiling had become his little tail. Every day after school, she would go to his school gate to wait for him. When asked, she would tell others in a clear, loud, and proud voice that Yin Muchen was her older brother!

So the news spread through the entire T City, the fairy Yin Shuiling suddenly has a brother called Yin Muchen.