Chapter 625 You Prepare Dinner

As soon as she sat on the bed, her right leg was clasped by one of the man's big palms. She was wearing a white nightgown. He pulled her leg and she was exposed.

"Ah", she quickly covered it up with her skirt. The discomfort between her legs also made her frown subconsciously. She said in a soft voice, "Yin Muchen, what are you doing?"

Yin Muchen didn't answer. He lowered his eyes. He didn't know when there was a cotton ball soaked in alcohol in his hand. He concentrated on helping her treat the wound on her leg.

The anger in Yin Shuiling's heart disappeared. It turned out that he was helping her treat the wound.

But just deal with the wound. Does he need to be so cold?

The man's movements were very gentle. He applied the medicinal wine on her and then put a band-aid on her. Her heart softened along with his meticulous movements.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Auntie spoke outside the door, "Sir, Miss Yin, the ginger soup is ready."

When Yin Muchen got out of bed, he went to the closet to get a black shirt and put it on, then buttoned the middle button. The large muscular chest on top and the perfect mermaid line below were exposed, which was a bit unrestrained.

He walked to the door of the room with long legs, opened the door, and took the ginger soup from his aunt's hand.

The door was closed again, and he walked to the bedside and handed the small bowl in his hand to her, "Drink the ginger soup."

Just now he hugged her while she was soaked. People who are hot and cold are most likely to catch a cold, so he asked his aunt to make ginger soup.

Yin Shuiling felt warm in her heart. Although he had forced her and treated her rudely and vulgarly just now, she felt sweet now that he had helped her deal with her wounds and asked her aunt to make ginger soup.

Obediently, she stretched out her little hand to take the bowl. She looked at the man and said, "Aren't you going to drink? You were caught in the rain just now."

Yin Muchen glanced at her lightly, "Drink yours."

That means - just take care of yourself, my body is strong.

He walked to the window sill, opened a crack in the window, and blew away the turbid air in the room. His handsome body leaned lazily against the wall. He took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and started to fly into the clouds.

After taking a few sips, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the little woman on the bed. The woman was sitting cross-legged, her little black head hanging down and quietly drinking ginger soup. The ginger soup must have been extremely unpleasant, and she vomited after one sip. Stick out your little pink tongue…

It looked like a pampered kitten.

Yin Shuiling noticed his gaze and looked sideways. Seeing the man looking at her, she raised the small bowl in her hand, pursed her lips and smiled, "The ginger soup seems to be still very hot. I'll drink it after I wake up." "

Yin Muchen stubbed out half of the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, stepped forward with his long legs, walked to the bed and grabbed the small bowl from the woman's hand, "Open your mouth."

He fed her with his own hands.

Yin Shuiling looked at his calm and serious face, not daring to lie anymore. She leaned over and drank the ginger soup from his hand.

It took Yin Shuiling ten minutes to grind a bowl of ginger soup before she drank it. She wiped her mouth with her small hands and considered whether to get out of bed and brush her teeth. At this time, the back of her head was grabbed by a big hand. When she was shocked, Yin Muchen had already pressed down on her. He came over and kissed her little mouth.

Yin Shuiling quickly pushed him, "Don't... you just, just..."

She was too embarrassed to say the next words after "only" a long time.

Yin Muchen lowered her soft body and then pressed on her, "I've thought about it again, can't I?"

Yin Shuiling, “…”

…

A night of indulgence directly caused Yin Shuiling to be unable to get out of bed the next day. It was already afternoon when she opened her eyes in a daze. She rubbed her eyes with her little pink fist and sat up.

Her whole body ached as if falling apart, and there was something refreshing and cool down there. He should have applied the medicine on her. She had rarely been injured in the past year or so. He took pity on her and gave her enough tenderness. Last night he was too arrogant and demanding. , she was hurt a little.

Looking sideways at his side, he saw that he was empty and the man was no longer there.

Where did he go?

Yin Shuiling lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She walked to the room with her bare feet, opened the door, and ran downstairs.

Yin Shuiling was stunned when she went down the first flight of stairs. There were many people in the living room of the villa, more than ten. Liu Caizhe, Hu Ya and Yin Muchen were all there. Everyone was sitting on the sofa chatting. Auntie was serving tea. The atmosphere was very lively.

Yin Shuiling also heard the sound of firecrackers outside the villa, which was very festive. She suddenly remembered that today seemed to be the fifteenth, a small year.

The villa had always been deserted, with few guests. Now so many people came, Yin Shuiling was in a daze.

Auntie served tea and was about to return to the kitchen, when she saw Yin Shuiling. Auntie slapped her leg and said with a smile, "Miss Yin, are you awake? If you don't wake up, these guests may not have dinner."

When everyone heard Auntie speaking, they all raised their eyes and looked towards the stairs.

Yin Shuiling wore a pair of white pajamas. The pajamas were made of loose cotton with a few lotus flowers embroidered on them. They were very elegant, but the hem of the skirt was pleated like a princess. Sometimes a simple home pajamas can reveal many things, such as The man who said this pajamas must treat his mistress as a princess.

Yin Shuiling had just woken up. Her delicate and bright cheeks were still pink. She seemed not to adapt to the people in front of her. Her big dark eyes were wandering around in a cute way. She had no shoes on her feet, and her snow-white little feet were as white as shells. Stepping on the carpet, the whole person is like a little angel left in the world.

Everyone was sniffing, and I don’t know who said in surprise, “Wow, where did this little beauty come from?”

Yin Muchen's face darkened. He stood up from the sofa, then walked up the stairs and stood in front of Yin Shuiling. His tall body quickly blocked the eyes of those people who were looking at Yin Shuiling.

Then there was a roar of laughter behind him, "Boss, I've long heard that you are hiding your beauty in the golden house. We are lucky enough to have a glimpse of you today."

"That's right, boss, we just want to meet each other, and we won't compete with you."…

Yin Muchen ignored the voice behind him. He scolded her like a child, "Why do you come out like this? No shoes at home?"

Yin Shuiling blinked sheepishly and said delicately, "I don't like wearing shoes..."

There were thick and soft wool carpets everywhere in the villa, and it was very comfortable for her to step on them.

Yin Muchen didn't say anything. For a while, the world was spinning. He directly picked up Yin Shuiling and carried her to the bedroom.

Yin Shuiling blushed because the laughter was getting louder and louder.

…

In the bedroom, Yin Muchen put her on the bed. He knelt down on one knee, picked up her pink slippers, and helped her put them on. "Go and wash up quickly, and then come out with a set of clean clothes."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling nodded.

"Those people downstairs are all my subordinates. They followed me when I went to the United States. They have been with me for ten years. In these ten years, they have been distributed all over the world and are responsible for a specific area. I will introduce you to them later. "

Yin Shuiling guessed that these more than ten people were probably his elite, the core leadership team.

Every good leader does not work alone. They have their most elite and loyal team under them, and he is no exception.

Is he going to introduce her to these people today?

But why?

Yin Muchen stood up and kissed her little face, "Come out quickly. They will all have dinner at home tonight. The dinner will be left to you. Don't embarrass me."

He walked out.

Yin Shuiling obediently went to wash her face, brush her teeth, and change clothes. When she came downstairs, his words of "home" were still echoing in her ears, and her heart felt so soft.

…

Under Yin Muchen's introduction, Yin Shuiling got to know these people one by one. These people came from different countries, but their smiles were the same clear and bright.

Everyone looked at her with such warm eyes, and some people kept joking, "Hello, Miss Yin, hello, I have admired you for a long time."

"Miss Yin, our boss has been single for so many years, and we secretly thought he was straying. Thank you, thank you Miss Yin for taking our boss in."

"Miss Yin, don't look at our boss's romantic past, but I guarantee you that our boss has never had a crush on any woman. Compared with other men, our boss's heart is so clean and pure. Now our boss will treat him My heart is given to you, you must cherish it and don’t hurt him. A man who is in a serious relationship for the first time cannot afford to hurt him.”…

As soon as these words came out, the man who was leaning on the main seat of the sofa kicked him up with one of his long legs, "The more you talk, the more unreasonable you are..." Then the man glanced at Yin Shuiling, and pointed at the kitchen, "Myself Go get busy."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling gave everyone a generous and polite smile, and then walked to the kitchen.

As she walked, she heard laughter behind her, "Boss, why don't you allow us to joke?"

The man said in a low voice, "She's still young, don't scare her..."

So the men laughed "haha".

…

Yin Shuiling personally cooked and prepared dinner. A dozen men sat at the dining table drinking and chatting. Auntie served the food to the dining table with a smile on her face, "That's right, this is the feeling of celebrating the festival."

After dinner, these well-fed men went upstairs and walked into the chess and card room upstairs. A dozen men were divided into two tables playing cards, while the others stood and watched.

Yin Shuiling went in to deliver fruits. The chess and card room was full of the smell of cigarettes. Yin Muchen was sitting in the main seat. He had lost five or six games in a row, his handsome eyebrows were furrowed.

She put the fruit down and wanted to go out, but the man stopped her, "Shui Ling, bring a pack of cigarettes."

Yin Shuiling looked at the ashtray on the table, which was full of cigarette butts.

He smoked a lot.

She frowned and didn't want him to smoke. A 32-year-old man smokes and drinks alcohol, which is bad for his health. But with so many people around, it was inconvenient for her to speak, so she had to get another pack of cigarettes.

When she put the cigarette in his hand, the man was playing cards enthusiastically. The person opposite dropped a bomb and probably suppressed his cards. Everyone laughed and said that the boss wanted to give out money again. He was so annoyed that he reached out and asked her for a cigarette.

Yin Shuiling, who had been a maid all night, had no choice but to open the cigarette pack again, then smoked a cigarette and handed it over. This time he did not take it with his hands, but directly held it in his mouth.

"Fire." He looked at the cards in his hand and spoke one word to her.