Chapter 581 I Didn't, Don't Accuse Me

At this time, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in.

It was Yin Shuiling and Fan Sicheng.

Today, Yin Shuiling wore a floor-length skirt. The skirt was made of white silk, but the white was inlaid with retro and prosperous embroidery of Jiangnan. The orthodox red color matched with shining crystals was beautiful.

The skirt was a chest-wrapped style, revealing Yin Shuiling's smooth snow-white skin. Her shoulder-length short hair was lazily and loosely rolled up, leaving a few strands of hair on her cheeks, which was so charming that it was suffocating.

Fan Sicheng wore a simple white shirt and black trousers. The 22-year-old man was full of vigor and elegance.

As soon as they appeared, they became the focus of the audience.

Yin Muchen looked at Yin Shuiling at the door, and his dark eyes would not turn again. The depths of his eyes were filled with her dazzling and blooming appearance. She was really beautiful.

Yin Shuiling took Fan Sicheng's arm, and the two walked towards Yin Muchen in the center of the hall. Yin Shuiling smiled brightly and said softly, "Brother, happy birthday to my future sister-in-law."

Yin Muchen retracted the fascination in his eyes and smiled lightly, "Thank you." Then he looked at Fan Sicheng and asked, "Who is this?"

He knew this was Fan Sicheng, he just asked her what Fan Sicheng's identity was?

She had a boyfriend in the UK, that Jack.

Yin Shuiling smiled impeccably, "This is Fan Sicheng, my boyfriend. Sicheng, this is my brother."

Fan Sicheng looked at Yin Muchen and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Yin, hello."

Yin Muchen handed the red wine glass in his hand to Hu Ya behind him, and then shook hands with him. He kept smiling, "Mr. Fan, hello."

"Since everyone knows each other, Sicheng, let's go over there to eat, I'm so hungry. Brother, you're busy." Yin Shuiling took Fan Sicheng's arm and dragged him away.

The two walked to the long dining table. Yin Shuiling took a small cream cake and tasted it. She looked at Fan Sicheng in a good mood, "This tastes good."

"Really? Pick a bite for me to try."

"Okay." Yin Shuiling picked up a mouthful of cream with a small spoon and fed it to Fan Sicheng's mouth. Fan Sicheng ate it, "Well, it's really good."

The two smiled at each other.

At this time, a boss next to Yin Muchen smiled and said, "Boss Yin, the dress on Miss Yin is obviously made by Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan is also young and promising. Not only did he inherit his father's business, but he also created his own clothing brand. Not only that, he is also a Weibo celebrity. Any repost of an article will have a click rate of tens of millions. Everyone calls him... the national husband."

"Yes, Boss Yin, Mr. Fan is a young talent. He and Miss Yin are a perfect match, a match made in heaven."...

Yin Muchen didn't have much expression. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

At this time, beautiful music sounded in the hall, and the host stood on the stage and said loudly, "Everyone, next is the time for our princess today, Miss Su Mosu, to make a grand appearance. Please invite President Yin to come forward and welcome Princess Su down personally."

A princess-style white dress appeared on the red carpeted stairs. Everyone applauded enthusiastically, and some even cheered, waiting for Yin Muchen to come forward.

Yin Muchen spread his long legs.

At this time, "Ah!" Yin Muchen keenly caught a cry of surprise. He immediately spread his long legs and turned to walk towards Yin Shuiling.

The applause in the hall stopped instantly, and everyone looked at each other and watched Yin Muchen walk towards Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling's right leg was rubbed by the table and chair. At this moment, she was bending over and covering her thin leg with her white jade hands. Fan Sicheng was guarding beside her.

"What's wrong?" Yin Muchen walked over, squatted on one knee, and covered the girl's hand with his big hand. He asked in a deep voice, "Where is the injury? Let me see."

He pretended to lift her skirt.

"Hey!" Yin Shuiling quickly covered her mouth and looked at the VIPs in the hall.

Yin Muchen's face darkened. Naturally, she didn't want others to see her. Although she was very ostentatious recently, she always wore very short jeans in the summer, with too little fabric, and her long legs had been seen by many people.

Yin Muchen stood up and directly carried Yin Shuiling horizontally.

Watching him carry Yin Shuiling away, Fan Sicheng said, "Hey, President Yin."

The whole hall was stunned, even the host was stunned on the stage. Everyone turned to look at Su Mo who was still standing at the stairs. Without the prince, what kind of princess is this Su Mo?

Receiving everyone's pitiful, sympathetic and mocking eyes, Su Mo's face was twisted with hatred. This Yin Shuiling did it on purpose. She made her a laughing stock of the world.

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Yin Muchen held Yin Shuiling and opened a presidential suite. He walked in and closed the door. He put her at the entrance and squatted on one knee. He lifted her long skirt, "Where are you hurt? Let me see."

"No." Yin Shuiling took the hem of her skirt from him. She pretended to be coquettish and said, "Brother, don't think I don't know that you want to take advantage of me."

Yin Muchen still maintained a half-squatting posture. He shook his head, "I didn't."

Yin Shuiling was really annoyed, "I said I had it..." She turned and ran, and while running, she threw off her high heels. Her snow-white little feet stepped on the soft carpet. She looked back at the man behind her with a lazy and charming look, "Who are you? I don't know? When I was 15, you said you would give me the best thing on your body. You didn't let me call you brother. You said you could let me taste that taste..."

Yin Muchen looked at her appearance. She probably drank some red wine. Her delicate little face was flushed. Anyone who looked at her wanted to take a bite.

He put one hand on his waist, a little messy and embarrassed. He was 25 years old at that time. He bullied her and she didn't know anything. He teased her to his heart's content. Now she understood, and she said those words back to him in a coquettish voice, embarrassing him.

He licked his dry lips with his tongue, then pulled his long legs apart to chase her. He lowered his voice and coaxed her softly, "Shuiling, I know I was wrong... I won't do it again... Let me see your wound."

He was about to catch up with her. Yin Shuiling half scared and half madly rushed to the sofa. Just as she buried her soft body in the sofa, her thin legs were grabbed by him and her skirt was lifted up.

Her legs were not injured, white and tender.

Yin Muchen raised his head and looked at her.

Yin Shuiling pouted, "Why are you looking at me? That's right, I'm just pretending, I'm teasing you. If you look at me again, I won't even give you a chance to tease you in the future."

Yin Muchen retracted his gaze, he bent down and picked up the girl from the sofa.

He held her and kicked the door open, "You can tease me, it doesn't matter how you tease me, but next time, don't joke about your body. I thought you were really hurt."

She was hurt, and he felt bad.

He walked to the bed and put her on the soft big bed.

At this time, Yin Shuiling frowned and screamed "ah". This time it really hurt, because the expensive watch on his right wrist hooked her hair.

Yin Muchen didn't expect to hook her hair. He wanted to stand up, but she screamed "ah" and he didn't dare to pull her hair. He couldn't control his strength and his whole body pressed on her.

Yin Shuiling raised her little pink fist and hit him, "You definitely did it on purpose this time!"

"I didn't..." Yin Muchen's ears turned a little red, and his face was embarrassed and uncomfortable, "I really didn't, don't wrongly accuse me... Don't move, I'll do it..."

He used his left hand to touch her hair.

Yin Shuiling really didn't move. Yin Muchen straightened his chest and didn't dare to really press her. When he played with her hair, her hair fell down. The dark and smooth hair shuttled between his fingers and finally fell on the white pillowcase, which was a seductive scene.

All the blood in his body rushed to one place, and every cell was clamoring.

He hadn't touched a woman in the past three years. Now her fragrance kept drilling into his nose. He didn't dare to touch or look at her randomly, but their bodies were rubbing against each other. Just the rustling sound of the clothes made him unbearable.

He missed her very much.

He wanted her.

When he finally took the watch off her hair, he supported his hand on her side and frowned and panted. The corners of his eyes were probably red. He was afraid of scaring her.

Yin Shuiling looked at him, her big black and white eyes showed a hint of a smile, "Can't help it?"

Yin Muchen's voice was completely hoarse, "Yeah," he nodded, "My muscles and bones are a little soft, my whole body is soft..."

Yin Shuiling said "Oh", teasing him, but she was afraid that if she teased him too much, he would suddenly become a beast and force her again.

"This is for you."

"What?" Yin Muchen opened his eyes and saw the girl holding a pearl in her hand. He was puzzled, "What is this?"

"This is the pearl you bought for Su Mo, don't you remember? I fell down in school a while ago, and oil spilled on the ground. Someone deliberately wanted to hurt me, and then I picked up this pearl in the corner."

He bought a lot of things for Su Mo, but he had never looked at these things, so naturally he didn't recognize this pearl.

But he understood what the girl said, and his dark eyes immediately showed gloom. This Su Mo...

He looked at her and asked word by word, "You tell me now, do you want me to make the decision for you?"

Yin Shuiling shook her head, "No... This Su Mo, if I do it myself, she won't survive more than two episodes. To put it bluntly, she is an insatiable idiot..."

Yin Shuiling looked at the man's dark eyes and spoke calmly, "I was really stupid before. It was very hard to love you. I didn't dare to tell you when I was wronged. I hid secretly and cried alone, took the responsibility alone, and was afraid alone... I will never be like this now. Su Mo is the one you messed with. Now you have implicated me, so you go and clean up the mess."

Yin Muchen showed a self-deprecating and lonely smile at the corner of his mouth. What is he still expecting? Is he still expecting her to rely on him?

He touched her hair that fell on the pillowcase with his right hand, and whispered, "Why did you cut it short?"

"It is said that hair is three thousand love threads, and I cut all the love threads now."

Love threads?

Love threads for him?

Yin Muchen looked deeply into the girl's eyes, and asked cautiously, "Shuiling, do you really not love me anymore? Not at all?"

"Yes," Yin Shuiling nodded, "Loving you is a disaster, and now I have said goodbye to that disaster."