My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yin Shuiling found this second generation heir to be really disgusting, and she used all of her strength to push him away. “Go away!”

She growled these words, but she still sounded coy to them. This could make anyone’s heart melt more than Wu Qian’s coy, feminine tone. Because Yin Muchen stayed silent for the entire time, the men around the table could not hold it back anymore. Everyone laughed, and someone asked, “Miss Yin, who are you asking to get lost? You are someone selling alcohol right now, and someone wants to buy you. You still dare to say no?”

“That’s right, Miss Yin, come over and drink a glass with us.” A middle aged man among them stood up, and he had a glass of alcohol in his hands as he walked over to the back of Yin Shuiling’s seat. He wanted to force her to drink.

Yin Shuiling looked at the table of men. These men all had a greedy look in their eyes, and they were all lustful and sinister. She dared to bet the moment Yin Muchen leaves, these people would probably force themselves on her.

There was a difference in strength between a man and a woman. She was tugged and pulled by the second generation heir and was unable to break away, and there was a man in the back who wanted to force her to drink alcohol The door was guarded by bodyguards, and she had no chance of escaping.

She did not imagine that she would be in such dishevelled and pathetic state upon meeting him again. Her beautiful eyes had a layer of sparkling tears, and she lifted her head up to look at the man seated on the main position. She moved her red lips, and gently greeted him, “Older Brother.”

She greeted him as “Older Brother.”

Yin Muchen withdrew his arm from the back of Wu Qian’s chair. The manager of the hotel handed him a cigarette, and he sucked on the cigarette. He squinted his narrow eyes as he opened the metal lighter, and the cigarette was lit up. He took a puff but did not say anything.

His nonchalant and cold attitude made these men even more excited. The man who was holding the glass of alcohol patted Yin Shuiling’s small shoulders, and he glided his hand along the beautiful curves of her back. “Miss Yin, President Yin is not your Older Brother anymore. You should not call him that anymore. Come, accompany us to have a glass. We can be your older brothers now.”

“That’s right, Miss Yin. There is also no use greeting President Yin. President Yin has Xiao Wu. You’ve been discarded, so you should not try to curry his favour.”

Yin Shuiling looked at Yin Muchen, who was seated opposite her. He did not even bother to raise his head up. Her long and thick eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and the tears in her eyes flowed down relentlessly.

She felt hopeless as she shut her eyes.

At this moment, a deep and mesmerizing voice that rang out in her ear. “The question that they are asking you, are you mute now? Why are you not answering them?”

Yin Shuiling opened her eyes immediately, and her tears flooded her eyes as she looked at Yin Muchen.

She only saw a hand that Yin Muchen placed on the table. He had a cigarette in the other. He spat a mouthful of smoke towards the window before slowly turning his gaze towards her. His handsome and charismatic face was expressionless. His voice was cold and icy as he said, “Answer both of their questions, and after you are done answering them properly, I will ask Secretary Hu to send you back. If you do not reply well, I would not know you anymore and would ask them to bring you away.”

The men around the table all froze instantly. The second generation heir was in a daze as he looked at Yin Muchen. The man with the glass of alcohol still had his hand on Yin Shuiling’s waist, and he quickly withdrew his hand as if he were touching a piece of hot coal.

The two questions just now…

The men around the table recounted for a bit. These two questions seemed to be — Who kept her, also, how many times did the man who kept her sleep with her?

Yin Shuiling naturally knew the answer. Her nose was all red, and she lowered her head shyly.

She bit her lip until there was a bloody mark on it. She sobbed while she softly answered, “I have always been kept by… Older Brother, one night…maybe…three or four times..”

The moment she spoke, the expression on the men’s faces changed drastically.

The tears in her eyes flowed down even more relentlessly. Maybe him and these men here did not think too much of it, but she was only 23 years old, and she found it hard to voice.

This feeling was just as if she’d been forced to remove all her clothing and was dragged to stand in front of these men. As a girl, the last bit of her dignity and her arrogance was completely and cruelly trampled by him.

Yin Muchen coldly watched Yin Shuiling sobbing in the midst of the billows of smoke, and at this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Hu Ya brought two bodyguards into the room.

The bodyguards easily removed the pestering second generation heir. Hu Ya was gentlemanly as he pulled the chair out for Yin Shuiling,. He made a gesture to invite her, and Yin Shuiling stood up.

At this moment, the second generation heir patted the table and said, “Yin Muchen, don’t think that just because I am giving you some face right now, you are treating yourself as a boss. You came here today to serve all of us. Your SK needs funding. Have a clear look at it: you’re investing in yourself right now, okay? What are you being so arrogant for? You think you’re still the old Yin Muchen?”

Yin Shuiling already walked over to the door, and upon hearing his words, she stopped in her tracks, and she turned her head back to look at Yin Muchen.

Yin Muchen’s expression didn’t change. He noticed that she was looking over at him, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife, but it was calm and nonchalant at the same time. “You do not want to leave?”

Yin Shuiling immediately froze.

“Miss Yin, let’s go now.”

Hu Ya brought Yin Shuiling out, and the door of the private room was shut behind.

…

Yin Shuiling entered a hotel room, and Hu Ya said, “Miss Yin, you should rest here today. No one will disturb you.”

“He… Will he be okay?” Yin Shuiling looked at her feet as she said, “I seemed to have…disrupted his plans again.”

Hu Ya smiled politely as he said, “Miss Yin, President has his own measure inside his heart on how to handle things. We have no power as subordinates to question him. Miss Yin should rest well.”

Hu Ya headed towards the door.

“Ay, Secretary Hu…” Yin Shuiling called after Hu Ya again.

Hu Ya turned around and said, “Miss Yin, what other orders do you have?”

Yin Shuiling shook her head, she did not have any other orders. She only wanted to ask, “At night, is he…coming over?”

Come to this room.

“This…is President’s decision. Miss Yin, good bye.” Hu Ya stepped out of the door.

The large room was silent. Yin Shuiling walked over to the side of the bed and slowly sat down. She placed her bag onto the bed stand. She was alone as she curled her slim legs up and sat down on the bed.

Her mind was just like a movie, and it replayed the scene of the private room. Every cold and icy gaze that he gave her… She buried her small face into her kneecaps. The hem of her skirt was boiling hot, and that was because of her hot tears that she could not stop.

After knowing him for so many years, she had pushed him away.

In the past, he treated her so well, and now, he treated her extremely badly.

He did not blame her, and she only blamed herself.

She did not know how long she cried for. A soft sound rang out by the side of her ears, and the door was open.

Yin Shuiling raised her gaze up quickly. Yin Muchen was here.

He wore a black shirt and a pair of black slim-cut trousers. He folded his sleeves up into three blocks, and he had one hand in his pocket. His premium-cut black suit matched the brown watch on his wrist.

He closed the door behind him. He took steady steps towards her before stopping two metres away from the large bed. His gaze was dark and deep as he looked at her, and he did not show his emotions at all.

Yin Shuiling frantically got off of the bed. Her small, snow-white feet were bare as she stepped up to him. She stretched her hand out to receive the suit that he was holding on his wrist.

Yin Muchen did not allow her to take it, and he stretched his right hand out to pinch her exquisite little face. He raised his eyebrows as he looked at the tears on her face. “Did you cry?”

He did not let her take the suit. Her small fair fingers were froze on the collar. Her cheek was very painful, because when he pinched her, he used his strength to intentionally hurt her.

Yin Shuiling averted her gaze, and it was only at this moment that she found out that this man could pamper a person to an extreme when he wanted to pamper her, but when he insulted a person, he also could insult a person to the extreme.

She shook her head. “No…”

She did not cry.

But when she said these words, the tears in her eyes trickled down and landed on the had that he’d pinched her with.

Yin Muchen was silent as he examined her small face. He curled the corners of his lips up into a mocking smile. He lowered his voice as he said, “Just now, at the dinner table, the two questions that I made you answer, you felt wronged just because of that? What are you feeling wronged for? Are you afraid that your market value would not be good in the future, and there would not be a good man that would want you anymore, little vixen?”

He had called her a little vixen before, but during those times, he was pampering her, and now when he called her that, it was a pure insult to mock her.

Yin Shuiling felt the tears on her face turn from boiling hot to icy cold. She took her small hand back from his suit, and she was uncomfortable as she went to push his large hand.

Without needing her to use strength, he let go of her first.

He walked over to the side of the window sill and felt for a cigarette from his pocket before lowering his gaze down to use the lighter to light it up, and he squinted his narrow eyes as he smoked.

Yin Shuiling stretched her hand to messily wipe her tears. She turned her gaze to the side to look at the man, “You… Are you still okay? Just now did I…ruin your plans?”

Yin Muchen raised his head up to blow a smoke ring. His masculine Adam’s apple became extremely sexy because he was lifting his head up. He laughed softly and said, “Thank you for your concern.”

Yin Shuiling instantly did not know what to do, and she lowered her head.

The man continued, “You are out of cash recently? You are in need of so much cash that you are out here to sell alcohol? I don’t think that you have any talent in selling alcohol. Why don’t you sell yourself off? I think you would earn more that way.”

Yin Shuiling’s small hands were drooped by her sides as she held onto her the corners of her clothes. She was not lacking in money. In the past five years, she’d earned quite a bit of money. She did not sell alcohol; she’d only wanted to come over to see him.

“Where is Yin De? Has he started to have effects of his drug addiction?” the suddenly man asked.

Yin Shuiling suddenly raised her head. She looked at the man; he knew about it?

Yin Muchen snorted, “Hah!” He turned his head to look over at her. “What is that expression of yours? I have asked someone to monitor Yin De’s every action. Mu Hai’s people gave him drugs. Would I not know about it? Are you alarmed, or are you blaming me for not saving Yin De? Oh, I should have allowed Yin De to be complete and well, healthy and good to walk out of prison right? Hah, Yin Shuiling, I did not torture him to death in prison, and that has already been the greatest benevolence that I had for you! It is pretty good this way. Comparing prison to drug addiction, I want to see what kind of life he’d think is better.”

All of Yin Shuiling’s blood rushed toward her brain before it turned icy cold. At this moment, what could she say?

She could not say anything at all.

Her father was reaping whatever he had sown, and it was natural for Yin Muchen to react like this…

Neither of them were wrong, but she was stuck in the middle of them both.

One was her father, and one was her lover…

Yin Muchen took the last puff of smoke before he stubbed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. His tall and lanky body was leaned back against the wall. He laughed and said, “What are you doing there frozen for? Come here.”

Yin Shuiling’s pure and frail irises were in a daze as she looked around, and she did not understand what he meant.

Yin Muchen curled his lips up into a cold smile as he said, “Yin Shuiling, what are you thinking about? We’ve come to this stage and you are still hoping for me to give you money? It is fine if you want money. Let us make a transaction. I am still interested in that body of yours,. You will come and sell it, and I will pay money.”

His narrow and long eyes focused on her curvy body. He had the daring gaze of a mature man as he said, “How much should I give you? Based on the rates of a bar girl, five thousand, ten thousand? Do you demand the ace price of fifty thousand? A night for fifty thousand! Yin Shuiling, this is really not a small sum.”