My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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In the infirmary.

The doctor treated Yin Muchen with the wound on his back. "General Yin, the injury is not serious, but some skin trauma. Do not touch the water for two days, it will be fine soon."

"Well." Yin Muchen snorted.

The doctor went out.

"President, this is a clean shirt. Put it on." Hu Ya handed Yin Mochen the white shirt he had prepared.

Yin Muchen reached out to pick it up. He took off his black shirt, and Hu Ya glanced at his president's figure, his sturdy chest, his six-packed abs, especially the inverted triangle into his trousers. The perfect mermaid line almost made Hu Ya nosebleed.

Hu Ya quickly turned his back to his body and couldn't look.

Yin Muchen wore a white shirt on her body, just fastened the buttons, and hadn't tied it into his trousers yet. He looked up and saw a beautiful shadow standing by the door of the infirmary.

Yin Shuiling is here.

I haven't looked at her well this month. She was thin and thin. The small face with a large slap is now smaller. She has a thin skeleton and soft bones. Today she wore a Korean white dress with a loose skirt. You can see the delicate winding curve on her body, very delicate.

She stood by the door, holding her dress with two little hands in front of her, her nose and eyes flushed, obviously crying for a long time, she looked at him with a pair of wet eyes.

She was afraid.

Afraid that the tenderness of the early morning had passed, he turned her away.

Yin Muchen looked at her and felt that his heart was pinched by one hand. The tighter the hand, the tighter he couldn't breathe. He reached out to call her, "What is the pestle near the door? Come in."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling pulled his thin legs and walked in.

"Miss Yin." Hu Ya went out with great interest, leaving the infirmary to the two.

Yin Shuiling walked in front of him, she looked at his Ying Ting's back, and asked with concern, "Is your injury serious?"

"It's okay, the skin is hurt." Yin Muchen replied looking into her eyes.

"Can I see it?"

Yin Muchen didn't speak.

Yin Shuiling went around his back and stretched out his small hand to raise his white shirt. There were countless red marks on his back, some of which were broken.

She stretched out her little green finger and slowly touched his red mark. "Does it hurt?"

Feeling the softness between her fingers, Yin Muchen shook her head, "No pain."

After he spoke, the girl didn't hum. Yin Muchen waited for a few seconds and then turned around. The girl dangled her little head and was already in tears.

Yin Muchen's eyes panicked. He wiped the tears on her face with his fingertips and frowned, "How do you cry so much recently? I don't really hurt."

Yin Shuiling didn't speak, and the tears in her eyes burst into tears.

Yin Muchen looked at the more and more teardrops in her fingertips and whispered, "What did my mother tell you just now? Did my mother say a lot of bad things?"

"No ..." Yin Shuiling quickly shook her head, because she was crying too quickly, and she said something intermittently, "Aunt ... is good to me ..."

Yin Muchen's brows were locked deeper, and she told him that his mother was good to her, but her tears kept falling, and she was already aggrieved.

He closed his hand, his voice lowered with a slight displeasure. "My mother has been stimulated a lot this time. Don't blame her. If you didn't cause so much trouble, she accepted you."

"Eun," Yin Shuiling nodded, "I know ... it's all my fault, I don't blame my aunt ..."

She was just a little sad.

She didn't look up at him when she spoke. Yin Muchen knew she was right and wrong, and she put her hands in her pants pockets. He calmly said, "Yin Shuiling, don't cry! Isn't it because my mother made you feel a little aggrieved? How can I ask my mother to teach me? Cry, I'll go. "

Yin Muchen turned around and left.

"Brother," Yin Shuiling called quickly. She ran forward and stretched out her two arms to hug Yin Mochen's waist tightly from behind. She put her small face on the man's clothing, because she was shaking. Crying she couldn't even speak clearly, "It's not because of my aunt ... it really isn't ... brother don't go, stay with me ..."

She just remembered a lot of things before. In the ward just now, she told Liu Xinxin those years. Once the gate of memory opened, the past scenes appeared in front of her like a movie.

Those pasts that have been sealed from the moment she went to Britain, those sorrows she has never mentioned in the past five years, at this moment, she can finally open her heart and face them calmly.

But she still felt very painful when she faced it.

The child she lost at the age of 18 would have been born without that accident.

If she was born, now she should be followed by a baby, Ning Qing's son is so beautiful, she thinks she was born is not bad, she should be a mother.

However, she can no longer be a mother.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop her tears. It wasn't for Liu Xun's heart. She didn't mean to make him angry. She was really sad.

She thinks she can forget the past, she thinks she can let go of the past, she thinks she can live a whole new life, but now she needs to do a farewell to the past, and at this time she thinks he can stay with her.

That child is his. Did he know he was a father at 28?

She wouldn't let him know. From the moment he met him at the age of 8, her love was forgiving and thoughtful, but she knew it was not fair to that child, he did n’t come to this world, he could n’t even Known by your own dad.

Hugged by her so softly, Yin Muchen stopped. He slowly turned around, reached out to wipe her tears, and held her little face in the other hand. A little coquettish, "I know you're wronged, don't cry, huh? That's my mother."

Yin Shuiling shook her head, and she cried into peach-like water with big eyes and gently looked at Yin Muchen. "Brother, my aunt has promised to give me a chance, and I can go into the ward to take care of my aunt. Brother, I will do well , I will try to make my aunt like me. "

Yin Muchen was shocked. "My mother promised you to take care of her?" His suspicious eyes lingered on her face. "What did you tell my mother just now?"

It is absolutely impossible to agree with a ****** character.

Yin Shuiling's eyes did not flinch. "I told my aunt that if she really hates me, she shouldn't let me go. She should keep me by her side and watch."

The suspicion in Yin Muchen's eyes disappeared, replaced by worry and distress, "Actually, you don't need to do this ..."

Yin Shuiling's eyes flashed with crystal tears, and she tried to raise a bright smile to the man, "I don't do that, my brother will do it, my brother will be very hard. Brother, I think I will grow up, and I will I will learn to share with you, you are busy with the company, and my aunt will leave it to me. "

Yin Wuchen's handsome facial features are all trapped in tenderness. He whispered her name, "Shui Ling ..."

"Brother, hug me, okay? I need your hug now." She looked at him with tears.

Yin Muchen didn't say anything, he stretched out his arms and held the girl in his arms.

The bodies and minds of the two people are tightly cuddled together at this moment.

Yin Shuiling shoved at him. He was wide and warm, and he could hold two of her. She was curled up in his arms, and she felt that the world was still.

She loved him and passed Qianfan, and after thousands of calamities, she finally broke into a cocoon and became truly relieved and calm.

At this moment, the voice of a nurse rang outside, "General Manager Yin ..."

Realizing that someone was coming, Yin Shuiling quickly reached out to push him, and hugging in front of outsiders was not good at all.

But failed to push it away, her back was clasped with a big palm, and the man leaned down, covering her lips directly.

Yin Shuiling's eyes widened in shock. She looked at the man who magnified countless times in front of her. He gathered two rows of thick eyelashes and kissed her warmly and emotionally.

When Yin Shuiling was in a daze, her little mouth was pulled away by his long tongue, and he kissed in.

...

The nurse at the door looked at the two kissing inside. The nurse flushed for a few seconds, then turned quickly and ran away.

She ran to the nurse's desk. The other nurses quickly looked at her panting and asked, "What's wrong with you? Just now you heard that President Yin was in the infirmary and sent medicine to express himself. Why did he run back so panic?"

"Oh, you don't know what I saw? Mr. Yin held Yin Shuiling in the infirmary ... kiss."

"What? Are you saying that Yin Shuiling who has ruined her face? The scar on her face is ugly. Are you sure Yin always holds her in love?"

"I'm sure, it's true. Yesterday we got together to watch the joke of Yin Shuiling and said that when President Yin returned, I promised she wouldn't want her anymore. It's a good thing. President Yin doesn't dislike the scar on her face at all.

Other nurses lamented, "Yin Shuiling is really so good. When she is beautiful, Mrs. Yin cares about her even if she doesn't expect that she disfigured Mr. Yin and cares about her. Does this woman want the women in the world to be jealous?"

...

After receiving a phone call at the entrance of the corridor, Liu Caizhe turned back to the corridor. He saw Hu Ya standing outside the door waiting in the distance. He wanted to step forward. At this time, "Manager Liu ...", a caregiver came over, "Manager Liu , Ma'am looking for you. "

"Find me?"

"Yes, just looking for you."

Liu Caizhe nodded, "OK." He walked to the ward.

"叩叩" knocked on the door twice, and Liu Xixin's voice came inside, "Come in."

Liu Caizhe walked in, then closed the ward door.

Liu Yixin leaned on the bedside, her face was pale, but her expression was still calm. Liu Caizhe stepped forward, then bent down, "Madam, what's the matter with you?"

Liu Yanxin's hollow eyes looked at Liu Caizhe, and she slowly raised the corners of her mouth and sneered, "Mr. Liu, what did you say I asked you for?"

After Liu Caizhe was lagging, he had guessed eight or nine points.

"Madam ..." he wanted to speak.

But he didn't say anything. With a slam, Liu Xie raised his hand and threw him a slap.