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.

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.”