My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yin Shuiling stared at the crystal chandelier above her head. She held the bedsheets on her body with her small, frail hand, and she allowed the man to kiss her.

Yin Muchen was hurried in his actions, and he placed the girl down on the bed. He propped one muscular arm as he lay down on his side and searched for her fragrance, and he kissed her small lips directly.

She did not cry or throw a tantrum, either. She did bring up him not accompanying her as if she really did not care about it, but he was so cold towards her. Although she was in his embrace at this moment, he could not grab onto her heart.

This made him feel very frustrated and uncomfortable, and he was hurried as he wanted to scratch her body.

He wanted to prove it to himself to see that she belonged to him.

He kissed her small lips and used his left hand to slowly touch her body. He touched her with the material of her skirt separating them. He came onto her stomach and went inside her clothes.

He had just placed his hands into her clothes, and he noticed that her entire body had become stiff.

Although she did not protest, her entire body became icy cold as just like a rock.

Yin Muchen opened his eyes and let go of her. He propped his body up to look at the girl beneath him. The girl’s face was very pale, and her beautiful eyes all of its lustre, and she looked to be in a daze as she stared at the crystal chandelier above her head.

Yin Muchen’s heart immediately had a helpless sense of failure in it. He lowered his head and nudged her small face with the bridge of his nose. He lowered his volume, and his soft tone sounded as if he was a small puppy that’s been abandoned at the side of the road. He sounded extremely pitiful as he said, “Shuiling, what is wrong with you exactly? Can you say something? If it is because I did not accompany you tonight, I have already apologized… Shuiling, you are treating me coldly now. Can you not be like this?

Yin Shuiling let go of the bedsheets and moved around as she said, “Don’t you want it? If you do not want it, I will go and take a shower now.”

Yin Muchen lifted his head up and stared at her with his dark eyes.

Yin Shuiling placed her hands on his chest and distanced herself from him. She slowly sat up and said, “I want to go to the prison tomorrow to visit my father.”

Yin Muchen was silent for a few seconds before he nodded his head. “Okay.”

Yin Shuiling got off the bed and walked into the bathroom to take a bath.

…

After ten minutes, Yin Shuiling put on her pyjamas and came out. Yin Muchen leaned back on the headboard of the bed to flip through the magazines. It was obvious that he was waiting for her. She did not look at him at all and instead walked straight to the side of the sofa as she was about to lay down.

He would definitely not allow her to sleep in other rooms. She did not want to quarrel, so she wanted to sleep on the sofa today, and he would sleep on the bed.

She was just about to lie down when her small, soft waist was hugged by the man behind her. Yin Muchen laughed softly, and there was a mocking tone in his laughter. “Do you really want to stage a cold war with me?”

Yin Shuiling did not say anything, and Yin Muchen picked her up into his arms as he brought her onto the soft bed before he said, “You can just say it directly if you do not want to sleep with me, would I bear to see you sleeping on the sofa? You sleep on the bed, I would sleep on the sofa.”

He moved his hands as he placed the blankets onto her, and bent his waist down to kiss her forehead, and turned around to head towards the sofa.

He laid down on the sofa, and he propped his right arm behind his head as a pillow, he turned his gaze to the side to have a look at the large bed. The girl was curled into a small ball, and she slept quietly on her side.

Yin Muchen curled the corners of his lips up. Why did he think that bliss was close to him this morning? Now, bliss was totally out of his reach again.

She was unwilling to communicate with him, and she once again built a wall inside her heat to keep him out.

This wall was probably way more firm and steady than the one built three years ago.

Hah.

…

Yin Shuiling was in a daze as she slept through the entire night. She was dreaming, and her mother appeared in her dreams, Mummy was wearing a white shirt as she pointed at her and asked, “Shui Ling, have you already forgotten about Mummy’s death? Have you forgotten that your father is still in prison? Have you forgotten the revenge that caused the entire Yin family to crumble? How can you fall for Yin Muchen once again?”

She was awoken in fear. Her small body did not stop shaking underneath the blankets. She was unable to say anything, and could only shake her head. She looked at her mother’s hopeless eyes as she shook her head. In her heart, she was saying, I am sorry Mummy…

Sometime near midnight she felt someone standing at the side of the bed, and a broad, warm palm caressed her hair. “Shuiling…” Someone softly whispered her name by the side of her ear.

She was greedy for this low and charming voice instinctively. She was so so cold inside her dreams. She curled her small body up as she plastered herself onto that large palm in search for warmth.

A pure and mesmerizing aura came wafting over. Her forehead was kissed, and a pair of thin lips was covering her forehead lovingly. “Shuiling, I am going to go on a business trip today… I will probably return back in two days, be obedient and good. You should take your meals on time. Wait for me at home.”

Her eyes were moist, and she used both of her slim arms to hug herself underneath the silk blankets. She left his large palm and buried her small face into the pillows.

At this moment, her small, icy-cold lips were sucked, and she lost control of her mouth. The man barged in. He tangled his tongue with hers as if he were sucking on jelly before he gently said, “Shuiling, can you treat me a little better after I return? I do not know how to react if you are behaving like this? If I am a little fiercer towards you, I am afraid of you crying. If I treat you a little better, you would push me away further away again. No matter what I do, it seems that it would make you angry anyways.”

She did not say anything and only slept quietly.

The warmth in her mouth left, and the man let go of her. The sound of footsteps rang out in the air, and he went out the door.

Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, two teardrops flowed from the corners of Yin Shuiling’s eyes.

…

Yin Muchen left on a business trip. He was very hurried as he headed off. He took a red eye flight. Yin Shuiling woke up very early in the morning, ate her breakfast, and Uncle TU brought her to the prison.

The director of the prison welcomed her personally. She sat down on the long bench and waited for Yin De to come over.

Yin De came over quickly with two bodyguards holding onto him. They had not met for a month, and it seemed that Yin De had become even more frail. He had a crook in his back as he walked, and he wore a prison uniform. Every step that he took was very labored.

The way he looked right was extremely different from the way he looked last month. The moment she looked, she knew that he had been tortured. Yin Shuiling leaped up from the chair immediately. Her face was pale as she looked at Yin De. “Dad.”

Yin De sat down on the long bench opposite her with much difficulty. He took the mic and spoke to Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling sat down slowly. She took the mic. Her voice wavered as she said, “Dad, what is wrong? Your health seems to be not too great. Is someone torturing you. They asked you to do manual labour, or did they hit you?”

“No, no.” Yin De was frantic as he waved his hands. Although he was denying it, he was extremely careful as he looked around his surroundings, looking as if he was unable to voice his troubles and was in pain at that moment.

He seemed to have been tortured and threatened by someone but did not dare to say it.

Yin Shuiling’s face was pale, and her small hands by her sides were kneaded tightly into fists. Who could control everything inside this prison, and who was it that had grievances with her father?

Yin Muchen?

This answer was very apparent.

Yin Shuiling looked through the booth windows and noticed that there was a small hole in the collar of Yin De’s prison uniform. There was a long, red scar on Yin De’s neck, as if someone had a rope to strangle him.

Yin Shuiling could not shoulder looking at Yin De like this. Her eyes were wet as she looked at him. Her voice was in pain as she murmured, “Dad, I am sorry. I am sorry. It was me who harmed you… If I knew that all of this would happen in the past, I would not have, I would not have…”

Fallen in love with him.

Yin De looked at Yin Shuiling in misery, and there was a touch of satisfaction in his eyes, but he had a depressed and benevolent expression on his face as he said, “Shuiling, Daddy is fine. As long as you are living well, everything is good. Shuiling, your mother left early. Daddy is in jail and unable to take care of you. You can only rely on Yin Muchen outside. You’d better not make him unhappy and have a bad relationship. After all, we are depending on him right now, everything depends on how he feels.”

Yin De was hinting to Yin Shuiling not to say reckless things in front of Yin Muchen. After all, he was in jail right now. The moment Yin Muchen was not happy, he could make him die.

Yin Shuiling pondered for a moment, and there was truth in what he said; that was her reality. Every time she came to visit her father, it would require a night with Yin Muchen. How did she dare to offend him?

Status, power, wealth. He had it all now.

Hah, haha.

Yin Shuiling laughed coldly.

“Shuiling, Daddy knows that you are sad inside your heart. You don’t have to care about Daddy anymore. Shuiling, go back to England and study properly. Daddy only has one daughter, and that is you, so both your mother and me treated you preciously as we raised you. You have to lead a good life. By doing so, both your mother and I will have no regrets in our death.”

“Dad!” Yin Shuiling’s tears flooded her vision as she looked at Yin De. She begged him as she said, “Don’t say ‘death.’ I am begging you not to say anything about dying…”

Mummy had already left. Over the past three years, Mummy had turned into her nightmare, and she would not be able to shoulder it if Daddy left her side. If Daddy left too, her mental state would take a huge blow, and it would collapse due to the insane amount of guilt she felt. She would go crazy.

Three years ago, she’d done so much for Yin Muchen, and the night that her mother left, she was still lying in his embrace as she held it all in. When her father was in jail, she lost a child being underneath him, and all of these things were thorns inside her heart that were unable to be pulled out.

She hated herself.

She felt so guilty.

Yin De felt that he was done stoking the fire and had completed his task, so he changed the subject as he said, “Shuiling, Daddy is fine. You go back quickly. Promise Daddy that you will go back to England to work hard in your studies.”

“Okay…” Yin Shuiling could only nod her head.

…

Yin Shuiling did not know how she made it out through the main doors of the prison. Her entire state was in a blur. Uncle Tu’s car was waiting at the side of the road, and she headed in his direction.

As she walked on, she heard someone speaking. They were a couple, and they’d also just come out of the prisons from visiting their relative —

“Did you hear that? The prisoner beside our Oldest Uncle, that one that was sentenced to life in prison, he seemed to be surnamed…whatever Yin. He has had it rough recently. He would be called up to work in the wee hours of the morning, and he was not given food to eat at lunchtime. He can only sleep for two to three hours at night.”

“Ah, why is he so pitiful?”

“Who knows? He probably offended some rich person.”

“Even if he offended some rich person, he should not be tortured like that. He is already in prison right now. He has to spend the rest of his life in jail; he is pitiful enough.”

“Who knows what those rich people are thinking. I heard that the richer a person is, the more petty he would be. When they are poor, they merely curse that person out. After they are rich, they torture that person to death. They are way too petty. Ay, I think that this person surnamed Yin does not have to spend much more time in prison. If this goes on, he would not be able to take it for even a year. He can only die in prison.”

That couple chatted with one another as they walked. Yin Shuiling’s nails dug deep into her palm. She did not feel any pain at all.

What else could compare to the pain that she was feeling inside her heart?