Chapter 218 If Heaven Has Love, It Will Grow Old

Lu Shaoming kept watching Ning Qing disappear at the door of the bar. She didn't notice him, but he kept looking at her.

He heard all her words. She said that you know yourself and your enemy...

She also laughed and played with Xiao Zhou like girls, and when she passed by him not far away, she brought up a breeze like silver bells...

He picked up the red wine at hand and took a sip.

He couldn't explain the feeling in his heart at this moment. The empty space in his heart seemed to be filled. He was very moved.

He was very proud to see her move forward step by step in such a smart way. It was as if he was watching his closest relatives grow up. It felt so satisfying.

Just now he was thinking that she was too reckless, but it turned out that he was overly worried.

She once again impressed him.

…

Ning Qing left, and Fan Sicheng quickly glanced at the two friends. The friend quickly stood up and said goodbye, "Young Master Fan, Miss Yin, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

"Okay, let's go quickly." Fan Sicheng waved for them to leave quickly.

After they all left, Fan Sicheng turned his head and looked at Yin Shuiling quietly.

Yin Shuiling was drinking a cocktail. Her naturally glowing red lips looked particularly soft on the rim of the wine glass. Her shoulder-length hair on the left side was tucked behind her snow-white ears, revealing half of her cold and unattractive little face.

Fan Sicheng's eyes were filled with obsession. From classmates to friends, he and Yin Shuiling had always been the center of attention and the proudest little princess.

She is also his little princess.

If she wanted, he would treat her like a princess for the rest of her life.

"Shui Ling, Yin Muchen called me that night last year, and then..."

Yin Shuiling stopped drinking and said, "Don't mention that night!"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it. I won't mention those unhappy things. As long as you are happy, Shuiling."

Yin Shuiling put down the wine glass. She moved her body closer to Fan Sicheng, and slowly touched his handsome right cheek with her small white hand. She said apologetically, "Did he beat you up that night? I'm sorry for causing you trouble again." , I don’t dare to see you, for fear of what he will do to your Fan family.”

Fan Sicheng stretched out his hand to hold Yin Shuiling's little hand. Her phoenix eyes were really beautiful, especially the arrogance and coolness she brought out when she raised her eyebrows, which made men's hearts itch. She was a natural enchantress.

It's a pity that only he can see the coldness in her red eyes. In the past three years, her personality has become much colder, and she lacks a sense of vitality.

Fan Sicheng said dotingly, "Since we met, you have done a lot to harm me, but I just feel that you have not done enough to harm me."

Yin Shuiling's delicate little face was slightly flushed from the red wine. She was not drunk. She had a good capacity for drinking, but it just turned red on her face.

When you drink, your face will turn red, like dyed with fine rouge, as bright as a rose.

"Well," Yin Shuiling fluttered her long eyelashes like cattail leaf fans. She did not withdraw her hand, but looked at Fan Sicheng and said sincerely, "Sicheng, we have known each other for ten years. I heard that you are very successful now. You You’re not a young man anymore, don’t hang out with women, find a good girl and get married.”

"Ha," Fan Sicheng chuckled, his eyes filled with warmth, "Shui Ling, I used to see you drawing comics by the small lake. Because you like drawing, I learned costume design. Over the years, I have been Following in your footsteps, when you went to England 3 years ago, I wouldn’t let you go. You told me to get out and said you didn’t want to see me again, so I endured not looking for you for the past 3 years. Last year, Yin Muchen called Let me go. Before I did anything to you, he beat me up. You asked me to leave again. Okay, I left again, but this time I can't listen to you. I won't get married. Unless you marry me."

"Marry you?" Yin Shuiling raised her little head and looked at him in confusion.

"Yes, Shuiling," Fan Sicheng reached out and hugged her into his arms. He kissed her hair gently, "I understand all your past and pain. I can tolerate you and love you well. These three things Aren't you tired? When you come to me, you don't have to think about anything, and you don't need to pretend anymore. Be the princess in my hand. Let Yin Muchen go, and let go of yourself."

Yin Shuiling didn't know whether she was tired or not, but she was indeed moved by Fan Sicheng.

She had also thought that in the future, when her father in prison couldn't survive it, she would kill Yin Muchen with one blow. She would avenge the death of her family and then let herself be destroyed.

But now Fan Sicheng said that her heart was moved, how happy it is to have someone who loves you by your side in this life.

She had been chasing Yin Muchen's love all her life. She had given everything to him. Although he had not accepted it, she could imagine how happy it was to be loved.

Otherwise, how could Yin Muchen rely on her love for him to push the Yin family into eternal disaster?

Yin Shuiling slowly reached out and hugged Fan Sicheng, "Sicheng, thank you, but..."

Before she finished speaking, a cold sarcasm came to her ears, "If you want to marry her, you should wait until the next life!"

Yin Shuiling let go of Fan Sicheng and looked sideways, Yin Muchen was here.

Today he wore a gray V-neck sweater and white casual pants. It must be said that Yin Muchen is the one among all men who can wear white pants with a clean and elegant atmosphere. Today's hottest tycoon in the financial world earns thousands in minutes. Wan, even his own temperament brings out a calm and unchanging elite atmosphere.

His pair of eyes as dark as glass were lightly locked on the intimate gesture of the two of them hugging each other on the sofa, and he slowly spoke, "Shui Ling, come here!"

"Why? Shuiling, don't go there!" Fan Sicheng hugged Yin Shuiling tightly. In his eyes, Yin Muchen was a demon.

The sincerity and touching expression on Yin Shuiling's face disappeared. She leaned lazily in Fan Sicheng's arms, giggled and said softly, "Oh, it's my brother. Brother, you seem angry. Why do you react so strongly when I'm going on a date with my first love Qingren?"

Yin Muchen's expression remained unchanged, "Shuiling, come here, don't let me say it for the third time. Because I don't know which of you will cry out in pain the third time."

Yin Shuiling raised her willow-leaf eyebrows, turned around, held Fan Sicheng's handsome face and kissed him, "Sicheng, then my brother and I will go back first, and make an appointment another day."

Fan Sicheng was stunned by the kiss. This was really the most intimate time between the two in the past ten years.

While Fan Sicheng was stunned, Yin Shuiling gently pushed him away, stood up and walked towards Yin Muchen.

Yin Muchen reached out and held her soft and boneless little hand, and took her away.

"Hey, Shuiling!" Fan Sicheng called Yin Shuiling's name when he came to his senses. He saw Yin Muchen walking away briskly. Yin Shuiling stumbled and jogged behind him, struggling to catch up.

Fan Sicheng's mouth curled up in self-mockery. Why did Shuiling kiss him? Was it to irritate Yin Muchen?

Admit it, Yin Shuiling. How much hatred you have now represents how much love you still have. Such a proud girl would do these childish things for Yin Muchen.

…

Yin Shuiling was almost dragged out of the bar by Yin Muchen. She frowned and said coquettishly, "Brother, let go. You hurt me again."

The man in front sneered, "Don't waste your energy now. You will scream in pain later."

Yin Shuiling's face turned pale when he heard this.

But Yin Muchen still slightly loosened her little hand to prevent her from feeling pain.

Yin Shuiling took a breath of fresh air outside, and she smiled coquettishly, "Brother, is this all you can do to threaten me with the Fan family? Look, you deal with the Fan family directly against Sicheng's father, because his father is the same age as you, he is in his 40s, and you are in your 30s. You are so old, and you have the nerve to snatch someone else's son's first love girlfriend."

As soon as the voice fell, Yin Shuiling felt a pain in her back. It turned out that Yin Muchen grabbed her soft waist and pressed her against the door of the Land Rover.

The car was parked on the main road, and there were passers-by on the roadside. He pressed her down. Yin Shuiling resisted for a while, and his long leg directly slashed between her legs to control her.

"Do you think I'm old? Don't want to call me brother? That's fine, change the name, uncle, dad... I like them all."

"Shameless!" Yin Shuiling's pretty face turned red. Unable to bear his dirty words, she raised her hand and slapped him.

The sound of the slap was very crisp, and Yin Muchen didn't dodge at all.

He had no reaction to being hit. He slowly turned his face and stretched out his thumb to wipe Yin Shuiling's red lips. She had just kissed Fan Sicheng!

His thumb was covered with thin calluses and was very strong. Yin Shuiling frowned in pain. At the same time, she felt ridiculous and leaned lazily on the car body. She sneered, "Do you think I'm clean just by wiping me? Sicheng and I kissed and went on the boat. We did everything. Besides, I have one, two, three, four... a dozen boyfriends in the UK. You wouldn't be so naive as to let me take a shower and I won't be touched by other men, right, Yin Muchen, you... um!"

Yin Shuiling was kissed.

Yin Muchen's delicate and handsome face enlarged in front of her. She widened her eyes and could only see him with his eyes closed, his thick and curled eyelashes fluttering on his eye sockets, kissing her passionately.

Passersby noticed this place one after another. Under the dim yellow street lights, the handsome and mature man pressed the charming little girl on the luxury car.

"Wow..." Passersby whistled.

Yin Shuiling stretched out her hand to push his chest, but she couldn't push him away, and her legs couldn't kick him either. She could only try to pull her tongue out of his mouth, and covered his mouth with her two small hands to push him away.

The man gasped and let go of her. She blushed. She was shorter than him, and didn't want to smell his pleasant masculine scent, so she could only turn her head to hide in his chest.

Yin Muchen smiled evilly, "Shuiling, didn't your dozen men teach you how to kiss? Why are you so shy?"

Yin Shuiling retorted, "Brother, don't you know that foreign men don't like kissing, they always get straight to the point."

"Oh, really? Then you look like a fairy on the outside, but can you satisfy them by being so conservative and ignorant on the boat?"

Yin Shuiling didn't want to continue discussing this unhealthy topic with him. She raised her little head and looked at him coldly, "Brother, I remember that you were unwilling to accept me before. You watched your sister grow up since childhood. The public opinion and feudal concepts were too strong and you couldn't get over it. So the first time I confessed to you, you not only rejected me but also began to alienate me. How can you have the courage to stand on the street and kiss me now?"

Yin Muchen's eyes were dark and deep, hiding something like... despair, "Shuiling, you forced me!"

He opened the car door, stuffed her into the passenger seat, bent down to fasten her seat belt, and closed the car door.

…

As the Land Rover drove on the road, Yin Shuiling gradually realized that the route was wrong. This was not the way back to his villa, but... the way to Yin's house.

Yin's villa was still intact, and nothing had changed. Later, she learned that he had bought it.

Although there were too many beautiful memories there, Yin Shuiling didn't want to go there at all.

She had been there several times, but he didn't take her there to reminisce, but to... do that kind of thing, right in her boudoir.

That night last year, he beat Fan Sicheng and took possession of her fiercely.

Yin Shuiling was trembling all over. She stared at him with red eyes and scolded him, "Yin Muchen, you are such a big change. You are doing things to me there. Don't you feel uneasy? My mother is watching in heaven, and my father will not let you go. You are so shameless. You have ruined our family and now you are occupying me. You will not die well."

Yin Muchen had no expression. He said in a low voice, "Your father is sick again in prison today. Whether to treat him depends on your performance tonight."

The tears in Yin Shuiling's eyes fell quietly. She murmured blankly, "Yin Muchen, what grudge do our family have with you? Why do you hate us so much?"

Yin Muchen did not answer, and he fell into a dead silence.

Yin Shuiling leaned desperately into the back seat. She slowly closed her eyes. Yin Muchen, do you know that no matter what the grudge is, I have already paid you back for the Yin family?

She was so painful that night when she was 15 years old. For the first time, she was drunk and raped by him while sitting on the desk. Blood filled her homework book.

At the age of 18, she was pregnant, but he never knew that he was the father of the child.

She loved him so much. From the young age of 15 to 18, she endured the shame and secretly gave her immature body and mind to him again and again for his pleasure. From the age of 18 to 21, her world was no longer colorful. She was alone in England to suffer the pain he left her.

If the sky has feelings, it will also grow old. She has spent the beauty of her life for him.

But he didn't know, he didn't know anything.

…

The next day, Lu Shaoming came to the company and walked to his office. When he put his big hand on the door handle and was about to push the door in, "Lu Shao..." A voice called him from behind.

Lu Shaoming looked back and saw a woman in her 40s with a gentle and beautiful appearance.

Yue Wanqing.

Seeing the woman coming towards him, Lu Shaoming was sure that he didn't know her, but he had an inexplicable intimacy. He said politely, "Did you call me?"

Yue Wanqing stood in front of Lu Shaoming. At this time, she believed what her daughter said, that her son-in-law had lost his memory.

He didn't recognize her either.

Yue Wanqing was sad, but she was mentally prepared, so she didn't have any extreme emotions. Thinking of Ning Qing eating two small bowls of rice at the table last night, she said to her with high morale, "Mom, I told you about Shao Ming's amnesia because I didn't want you to have wild thoughts. I will try my best to make Shao Ming fall in love with me again, so don't worry."