My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yin Shuiling firmly gripped her skirt in both hands. She didn’t want Sister Yilin to live here.

This was her and her older brother’s home.

She didn’t want a third party chipping in.

“Older Brother…” Yin Shuiling held out a fair and dainty little hand and clasped his fingertip on her jaw.

“Muchen.” Yilin opened the door and burst in.

Seeing the man and girl on the desk, Yilin’s smile faded. She stood at the door and shrugged. “Sorry…”

Seeing that Sister Yilin had arrived, Yin Shuiling let go of Yin Muchen’s hand. Yin Muchen looked at her and also let go of her jaw. He stood up straight and put his hands in his trouser pockets. His black gaze swept to Yilin as he asked with displeasure, “Don’t you know how to knock when entering someone’s room?”

Yilin knew she was wrong and apologized again. “Sorry, I just wanted to ask — which room will I be sleeping in?”

Yin Shuiling’s pale face was drained of blood in an instant.

Yin Muchen noticed the change in her expression. He took his hand back and touched her small head. “It’s warm now. Close your eyes and go to sleep. Older Brother will be sleeping on the sofa, so don’t be afraid. ”

…

The bedroom was quiet. Half an hour later, the girl was asleep with her Hello Kitty doll in her arms. The man was on the sofa. Both of them had their eyes closed. No one knew if they were really asleep.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open with a squeak, and a delicate figure came in.

The sofa sank, and Yin Muchen opened his eyes to see Yilin sitting on his waist.

Yilin looked at the sleeping girl in the bed. Her cat-like eyes were staring straight at the man. She leaned over and kissed the man’s handsome face.

Yin Muchen turned his head to avoid it.

At this time, a big hand was placed on her forehead. Her face was pushed away, and the man’s black eyes looked at her quietly, as he mouthed two words silently, “Get out!”

He would never kiss a woman, be it due to him being a clean freak or some other unknown secret. He doesn’t kiss.

And most importantly, the man still refused to touch her.

Sure, he didn’t lack women, but still, he just wouldn’t touch her.

He had been working in the study just now. She had snuck into his room. When he came in and saw her, he immediately wanted to chase her away. She had to come up with the excuse of the guest room not having a bathroom just to take a shower in his room.

She thought that she could’ve taken that opportunity to cultivate feelings between them. But that little troublemaker Yin Shuiling got in the way again.

Yilin was filled with unspeakable disappointment.

Yin Muchen had also lost patience. All his sharp facial features sank and stared at her coldly. The warning in his eyes was very strong — I’ll take you to the hotel if you don’t leave.

Yilin got down from his waist and went out in a huff.

When the door was closed, Yin Muchen took the blanket with two fingers and covered his waist. He looked at the girl in bed.

The girl didn’t move. She seemed to be asleep. He raised his lips and smiled. He stretched out his right hand behind his head and closed his eyes. He almost doubted that the slight sobbing he had just heard was a mistake.

Was she crying?

In the past, he would’ve gone and checked on her whether she was crying or not. But today, he just frowned and lay still.

He never knew what to do with her.

If she really just treated him like an “older brother” and had no other thoughts, he would also be able to control himself, to grow up with her, and watch her marry and have children.

He could definitely live a good life as well.

Today, however, he seemed to have found out that she had some other feelings for him.

He didn’t want to let this little hint of a connection go.

…

Yin Shuiling went to school on Monday. She was calm on the surface and seemed to study hard. But if someone were to look carefully, they would realize that she had a dull look in her eyes. She was in a daze.

For the past two days, Yin Muchen had accompanied Yilin on a tour of T City. Those reporters had taken countless photos of Yin Muchen bringing Yilin to various shopping malls to buy clothes and jewelry. They also had a candlelight dinner. As the only daughter of American authoritative finance professor Sparkin, their love rumors had been speculated by many for a long time. All the entertainment headlines speculated that good news would soon follow the golden boy and the jade girl in the finance sector.

If it was successful, Yin Muchen’s position in the world of finance would rise another couple of levels.

One Yilin was enough to help him retire 20 years early.

In the evening, Yin Shuiling was already lying on the bed in the bedroom. Yao Xiaozhu ran in. She handed a newspaper to Yin Shuiling and said, “Shuiling, is your older brother really dating Miss Yilin? Everyone says that Miss Yilin is your brother’s girlfriend.”

Yin Shuiling took a look at the picture in the newspaper. The beautiful woman was taking a designer bag with a flowery smile. The handsome man leaned against the cash register with a card between his fingers.

They were indeed a perfect match. Just the side profile of them was pleasing.

Yin Shuiling was expressionless. She leaned against the head of the bed and quietly read the book in her hand.