Chapter 131: Picking Up A Girl From School For The First Time

The boss was shocked and almost released Yin Shuiling reflexively.

He smiled, nodded and bowed as he said, “President Yin.”

Yin Muchen had a pair of white hand-made shoes on his feet. He took two steps forward with his hands in his trousers pocket.

The bodyguards who had blocked the road retreated to the roadside one after another, that was how sharp his aura was.

Yin Shuiling looked at the man who approached her step by step. Her bright eyes were like a broken net for a moment. Her fair hands tucked her shoulder-length hair around her cheeks behind her ears. She smiled so beautifully. “Oh, it’s my elder brother.”

Yin Muchen stopped in front of Yin Shuiling and looked at her. His was so cold, and his lips that looked as if they did not have the slightest temperature parted as he said. “Scram!”

His words were directed at the boss.

“Okay, Mr. Ying, I’ll get out of here.” The boss was scared and ran away.

The bystanders around them all dispersed. Yin Muchen’s dark glazed eyes were gentle. He looked at the girl who was one head shorter than him and said gently, “Shuiling, come back with me. Don’t draw by the roadside in the future. It’s not what a girl should do.”

Yin Shuiling smiled and answered carelessly, “Where does Brother want to take me, the Yin family home or your home?”

Yin Muchen’s dark gaze deepened. “Muchen.” The door of a black luxury Land Rover passenger door was pushed open by the roadside. A fair lady in a milky white windbreaker appeared.

The noble lady came to Yin Muchen, looked at Yin Shuiling kindly and asked, “Muchen, this is…?”

“Oh, brother, is this Sister-In-Law? She really has an elegant temperament and is beautiful. My brother’s taste is getting better and better.” Yin Shuiling took the lead in opening her mouth.

The noble lady blushed quickly after being called “sister-in-law.” She peeked shyly at the mature and handsome man beside her and quietly lowered her gaze.

Yin Muchen did not speak. He stood there waiting for Yin Shuiling’s next sentence.

Sure enough, with a witty turn of Yin Shuiling’s moist single-lidded eyes, her naturally red lips pressed together like a little girl, and she said cheerfully, “But the speed of changing sisters-in-law is getting faster and faster. Brother has a woman every day, and I can barely remember what one sister-in-law looks like before Brother has changed the old one for the new one.” ”

The noble lady suddenly froze.

She looked at Yin Shuiling in dismay, and intuitively furrowed her brows.

She didn’t like the girl in front of her.

Noble ladies were dignified and reserved, while the girl in front of her spoke in a quiet and slow voice, seemingly deliberately slowing down her speed. She sounded delicate.

Although she was speaking to her, she lifted her little head and looked up at Yin Muchen the whole time. Her eyeliner, which seemed to have been outlined with a sketching pencil, brought forth a delicate and beautiful image. The girl had also winked at Yin Muchen while talking, with a slight flirtatious hint in her actions.

The noble lady looked up at Yin Muchen, and wondered if she had seen incorrectly. The man’s sexy protruding adam’s apple rolled slightly.

Brother to sister.

Both of them were surnamed Ying.

“Shuiling, have you caused enough trouble? If so, then come back with me.” Yin Muchen’s expression was still composed, but his voice was somewhat hoarse. Still, there was a loving and adoring tone in his voice.

Yin Shuiling stepped forward, so close to Yin Muchen that their clothes were evenly brushed together. She looked up and giggled and laughed heartlessly as she said, “No thanks, Brother, I won’t be a third wheel. I don’t want to bump into my Brother doing something.”

Yin Shuiling turned and brushed past him.

When she stooped to pick up the sketch rack and pencil, she heard the voice of the man behind her. He had not turned his head. His hands were still in his trousers pockets. “Shuiling, I believe you will come back to me soon.”

“Oh, yeah?” Yin Shuiling stood up with her things and left with her folded stools and sketch frames in her arms.

…

After Yin Shuiling had been gone for about three or four minutes, Yin Muchen turned and walked to the Land Rover by the roadside.

The noble lady hurried and kept up with him.

Yin Muchen stood by the driver’s side door but did not open it. His dark eyes rippled with the wind of a mature man, and he looked up at the lady opposite him.

The lady was instantly lit ablaze by Yin Muchen’s dark eyes, and her beautiful cheeks were hot and somewhat confused.

Yin Muchen moved to the back seat and opened the door.

The lady was not a fool. She naturally knew the meaning of Yin Muchen’s invitation, but she had been receiving formal and traditional education since childhood. She should not do this before marriage.

But she was breathing fast and her mind was full of the man’s handsome, knife-like features. Yin Muchen, 32, was the adopted son of the Yin family. He was not a real noble, but he was more charming than those men of noble origin.

Every action of his was filled with the arrogance and wisdom he had gotten from fighting in the business world, and when interacting with him, he was quiet. He brings with him the vicissitudes of the life of a man who makes a woman obsessed. He was a man with stories and tears.

A mature man.

When the lady had come back to her senses, she was already in the back seat.

When her body trembled, the man next to her leaned in the back seat with one hand but did not hold her. His other hand reached under her dress.

“No.” The lady held his hand down.

“Why, not willing?” The man had a faint tobacco scent. It smelled good.

He took his hand back, sat for a few seconds, and went to the side to open the door.

He never forced women.

“Muchen.” Seeing him go, the lady quickly hugged him from behind. Alright, alright, she was lost in his silent but powerful aura.

The lady trembled, touched his face, and kissed his lips.

Yin Muchen twisted his head and dodged her. “Sorry, I don’t have the habit of kissing. In addition, let me say this in advance, this is something between an adult man and woman, both of us are willing and there are no issues of consent.”

“… Mmm.” The lady blushed and nodded.

Yin Muchen slowly turned around, grabbed her slim waist, and sat her on him.

…

Ning Qing followed Yin Shuiling and met beggars on the way. A shabby mother knelt on the ground with her two-year-old son and begged. Ning Qing watched Yin Shuiling take out two 100 dollar notes in her bag and throw them into the mother’s bowl.

The mother was dazed, and after she came back to her senses, she kept kowtowing to Yin Shuiling’s back, but she never stopped walking. “Good person, a really good person. Good person, I wish you a safe life.”

Ning Qing laughed and said softly, “Shuiling, you are still the same as before. You know that most of those begging are tricksters, but you give alms every time.”

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One meter away, Yin Shuiling looked at the blue clouds on the horizon and said with a faint smile, “Yeah, what do people have money for? Isn’t it just to make themselves happy? Although I don’t have any money now, I’d like to give alms. I just want to be happy.”

“Yes.” Ning Qing nodded. “Shuiling, I have some tissues in my bag. Do you want to cry? If you want to cry. I can lend you my tissues.”

“What a joke! Why would I cry?”

Ning Qing laughed and did not reply.

Yin Shuiling, who was in front, slowly stopped. She turned around and looked at Ning Qing. Her pretty single-lidded eyes dulled, and the moonlight’s sadness was reflected in them. She said, “Ning Qing, in these three years, I have traveled all over the cities of Britain. I have traveled from London, the city of fog, to Buckingham Palace. From Buckingham Palace to Windsor Castle. I feel that my wound has been healed, and now, when I see the person who once made me cry, I will not shed any more tears.”

Ning Qing smiled gently. “Yes, Shuiling, if you think you have been cured. I don’t doubt that you have been cured.”

Yin Shuiling nodded. “Ning Qing, I have nothing to do with Mu Yunfan and the Yin family. I have always believed in you. I always knew that you were innocent. You don’t owe me anything. You don’t need to feel guilty.”

All those people, and all those incidents – she should just be the one enduring them all.

In this world, there were always people who needed to be happy.

“Shuiling.” Ning Qing did not know what to say. She could not express her feelings in a thousand words. She could only thank her. “Thank you.”

Yin Shuiling drew up her lips and laughed. She opened her palms and let the light falling between the leaves near her shine into her soft little hands. She whispered, “I have no other extravagant hope in this life. I just hope that my father will experience such warm sunshine one day.”

She knew the odds were slim, her father was in prison and had been sentenced to life imprisonment.

…

Ning Qing returned to school in the afternoon. Her mood had been affected by Yin Shuiling. She forgot her appointment with Lu Shaoming tonight and slowly walked out of school after class.

Out of the school gate, the familiar Bentley was parked outside. The window was half open. In the driver’s seat, the man’s deep and handsome side face could be seen.

Ning Qing was shocked. Joy quickly crept up her face as she ran over.

On the way there, she realized that many students were looking at the car as they passed by. A Bentley was a luxury car among luxury cars in the entire T city, which made it very conspicuous.

This man was too ostentatious. He probably didn’t know that his handsome face would be coveted by people. He had left his window half-open, causing those adolescent girls to keep turning around, looking as if they were in love.

“Shaoming, why are you here?” Ning Qing stopped near his car door.

When Lu Shaoming saw her coming, he opened the door and frowned in displeasure. “Why are you so slow? I think the school gatekeeper is about to close the gate. Where’s your phone? Why is it switched off?”

“Ah,” Ning Qing touched the cell phone in her bag. As she stuck out her tongue apologetically, afraid of being scolded, she looked at him in a flattering manner as she said, “My cell phone is out of power.”

Lu Shaoming caressed her hair helplessly and adoringly. He reached for her bag. “It’s my first time coming to pick up a girl at the school gate, and you treat me like this?”

Ning Qing’s heart melted. After experiencing the incident with Shuiling, she had felt more grateful. The best thing in the world was that the person you love also loves you.

Both of their feelings were in harmony.

Giving her bag to him, Ning Qing jumped and hugged his arm, raised her little head, blushed, and whispered, “Hubby, don’t get angry, I’ll…compensate you tonight.”

Lu Shaoming’s eyes darkened, and his thin sexy lips curved up happily. Not bad. This little fool had not forgotten this evening’s appointment.

“Where do you want to eat?” he asked softly.

Ning Qing’s autumn eyes looked across the busy street and focused her gaze to where the crowd was bubbling and the food was fragrant. “Shaoming, I want to go there to eat, street snack lane, the most famous one nearby.”

Lu Shaoming frowned when he heard it. Obviously, the distinguished man had never been there and always felt it to be unclean and unhygienic.

Ning Qing pulled his arm and said, “Hubbyyy, I want to go. I haven’t eaten street snacks for a long time. After being married to you for so long, you’ve never gone shopping and have meals with me. Occasionally, I want to make my own decisions.”

She was talking to him more and more delicately now. He loved hearing how the little girl drags the ending of her words, always making him weak in the knees.

Pulling his arm back, he helped her pull the zipper of the white down jacket up to her tiny jaw. She wore a blue scarf. The soft scarf covered half of her small face. Her beautiful nose had been turned red by the cold wind, but her autumn pupils were shining like stars, lively and beautiful, and she breathed out small puffs of white fog while talking. She looked lovely.

“Well, we won’t drive then. We’ll just walk over.”

“Ok.” Ning Qing instantly smiled like a blooming flower.

Lu Shaoming locked the door, carried her bag in one hand, wrapped her small hand tightly in the other, and put it in his warm woolen overcoat.

Ning Qing was led across the road by him. She was walking behind him, looking at the handsome man’s back. When he walked, his sharp trousers were flowing around in the wind. He was calm and charming.

Ning Qing’s smile grew bigger and bigger. Her husband had come to pick her up after school – it was so heartwarming.

Alright, Ning Qing thought to herself that no one could stop her from becoming his woman tonight. She should just attack a man like him early so that she would not have too many worries at night.

Ha.

…

When they got to the snack street lane, Ning Qing first looked at a fancy rice sausage and told Shaoming that she wanted to eat it.

Lu Shaoming came to the stall and took out a 100 dollar bill from his wallet and handed it to the stall owner. “One serving please.”

“OK.” The stall owner placed a rice sausage in the box and then gave a pair of disposable chopsticks. Lu Shaoming took everything.

The stall owner was finding change. There were five and ten dollars as well as coins. “Boss, give it to me.” Ning Qing reached out her dainty little hand to grab it. She then put the change into the pocket of her short white down jacket.

Last time the man hadn’t brought cash to the hotpot shop, but he had brought it today. Ning Qing noticed the slight raise of his eyebrows when he looked at the change; he obviously was not used to it.

And his black wallet was clean and tidy, with a bank card and brand-new 100 dollar notes. It would ruin the wallet’s clean and tidy look to put the change in it.

No choice – it was her turn to be of use.

Ning Qing patted her bulging pocket, she raised her small head and laughed happily. “Hubby, I’m going to put all this money in my pocket and spending it all tonight.”

Lu Shaoming looked at her tenderly. How could he not see her cleverness and consideration?

She was smart and knew to protect a man’s ego at every turn.

He passed her the rice sausage and chopsticks. He then held her small shoulder in his big hand and drew her into his arms. There were many people on this street, and he was afraid that she would be bumped into.

Ning Qing took a bite of rice sausage and ate it with relish. While eating, she exclaimed, “Wow, Hubby, the rice sausage is good. I’ll eat the rice. You eat the meat inside?”

She looked at him expectantly, blinking her grape-like eyes.

“Alright.” Lu Shaoming nodded.

So Ning Qing looked down and took a bite of the rice with her white teeth. The rice sausage was covered with some chili pepper flakes. She lapped the chili pepper flakes into her mouth with her pink tongue and then brought the meat inside to Lu Shaoming’s lips.