My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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The car stopped in front of the Grand Theater and Yin Shuiling got out of the car. Xiaofang in the driver's seat asked, "Tu, when will I come to pick you up?"

Yin Shuiling looked at his watch and said, "About three or four hours."

"Okay." Xiaofang nodded. "Then I'll go back to the studio first."

"Well." Yin Shuiling nodded, she waved with Xiao Fang, then lifted her feet up the stairs of the Grand Theater, and entered the hall.

What Yin Shuiling didn't know was that when she entered the hall, a black Bugatti Veyron stopped, the driver's seat door opened, and Yin Muchen came out.

In the past three years, he changed his car, from Rolls Royce to Bugatti Veyron.

After getting out of the car, Yin Muchen looked up at the big theater, then "ding", a luxury car stopped beside him, the door opened, and Lu Shaoming came out.

"Lu Shao."

"General Yin."

The two men shook hands politely.

"Mr. Yin, are you free to watch the show today?"

"Isn't this show for public benefit? Since everyone is here, I will also show a little bit of strength. Shao Lu, Mrs. Lu has become more capable in recent years. Her winery has quickly established a foothold in the red wine world. In the past few years, I have been carrying out charity activities with the crew, which is really a good thing for both fame and fortune. "

Lu Shaoming raised her eyebrows, and her eyebrows were full of pets. "She, she likes to make trouble. Generally, as long as she is happy, I will support her. Go, Mr. Yin, let's go in."

"it is good."

The two entered the big theater together.

When I entered the lobby, I saw a lot of celebrities in the city of T. Everyone shook hands and said hello. At this moment, Lu Shaoming turned and found Yin Muchen looking at the front in a daze. He asked, "Mr. Yin, what is wrong with you?

Yin Muchen shook her head, her face was dull, "It's all right."

He just felt that his heartbeat was a bit fast, as if out of control.

The moment he entered the hall, he smelled a little scent, and he was very familiar with the scent, which once fascinated him, but he sniffed it away.

The corner of his mouth evoked a thin, self-deprecating arc. How could he think she was here?

She hasn't returned yet.

It seems that he really misses her too much.

...

In the dressing room in the backstage of the theater, the entire crew is there. Xiao Zhou is directing the costumes and makeup. In the past three years, Xiao Zhou has married Lu Shaoming's secretary Zhu Rui. She has a little daughter. The family is very happy. Ning Qing is busy The wine industry gave the studio to Xiao Zhou, who is already a sister.

Yin Shuiling looked at the old people so beautifully. She smiled. "Qing Qing, what's your difference, I'm here."

Ning Qing took a spear with a red cloth strip from a pile of props and handed it to Yin Shuiling. "Shuiling, our drama today is classic. Yangmen actress, you play Mu Guiying."

"Mu Guiying? Isn't this the heroine? No Qingqing, you play on your own."

"Shui Ling, you forgot to have a school performance when you were in high school. Are you acting Mu Guiying? You have a sweet voice, and your singing is very good, so don't be humble."

"Yes, Miss Yin, you and Ning Qing have such a good relationship. Who is going to act is not the same?" Xiao Zhou handed Taiben up.

Yin Shuiling took a look and she was no longer arrogant. She was really good at performing this kind of mixed opera performance. "Okay." She responded.

...

The curtains throughout the theater hall were all closed, and the stage was lit. This charity performance invited the powerful people in T city who had heads and faces. In the first row of seats left and right, Lu Shaoming sat on the left and Yin Muchen was on the right.

The rankings of these large-scale public welfare occasions can best reflect the status of a person. Yin Muchen spent three years. When he was 37 years old, he started from scratch and was already on an equal footing with Lu Shijia's Lu family.

Yin Muchen sat quietly in his seat. He looked indifferent. In fact, he was not interested in any drama performance. He could have Ma Rui send a charity check.

But two days ago, Ning Qing called and asked him to make sure he had to watch a scene today.

In the past three years, he has no old people, loved ones, loved ones, friends ... these are far away from him, but for Ning Qing and Yin Shuiling's good sisters, he will still give three points.

The woman was the last tenderness in his heart, so he was willing to give mercy to Ning Qing.

At this moment, the big curtain opened on the stage, the hall was filled with applause, and the drama officially started.

A pretty figure in a costume blue shirt and a woman dressed in men's clothing appeared. The man pinned the spear behind him and shouted, "Where is the thief, I am Yang Zongbao's wife Mu Guiying!"

This sound is crisp and round, such as big beads and small beads falling into the jade plate. Once echoed in the hall, it attracts all hearing, and it can't help listening.

Yin Muchen was shocked when he heard the voice. He looked straight at the man, nourished his long hair and turned it into a capable ponytail. The cardigan white robe was covered with a cyan long yarn, and one end had red lips and white teeth. Cheery.

Then someone was whispering behind him, "Isn't this Miss Yin? She's back?"

"It should be Miss Yin. You see Mrs. Lu is coming out too. It turns out that this drama is the same stage with the sisters, so wonderful." ...

Yin Muchen's sitting position has not changed, and the man's heroic figure is revealed at will. His eyes are all the blue figure on the stage. It turned out not to be his illusion. She really returned.

Everything around him slowly receded in his world. He looked at the woman and never thought that there would be such a day when she suddenly appeared in front of him like this. Time seemed to return many years ago, when he was 18 At the age, she also appeared so dazzlingly and splendidly in his life.

The corner of Yin Muchen's mouth dyed a shallow arc, tenderness.

Yin Shuiling on the stage saw Yin Muchen at first glance. The man's seat was too conspicuous, and even if the man's good skin was thrown into the sea, he could be recognized at a glance.

Yin Shuiling's entire face was burned, and she secretly gave Ning Qing a glance, which meant that it was a good thing you did!

Ning Qing picked Liu Mei to laugh, which meant --- pushing you.

Yin Shui Lingqi wanted to poke Ning Qing with a spear.

...

The drama is over, Yin Shuiling is removing makeup in the backstage dressing room, and she stares at Ying Ningqing with her bright black eyes. will come?"

"Shuiling is indeed a charity performance, but charity donations are bound to be charitable donations. Don't you know that this performance invited the city of T's ownership to be expensive. Speaking of who is the richest in T city, Brother Yin is second No one dares to be number one. I will definitely invite him to bleed. "

"You ..." Ning Qing's righteous words, Yin Shuiling couldn't refute a single word. I haven't seen these three years, and Ning Qing has sharpened her teeth.

Yin Shuiling was annoyed. When she returned home, she thought of a charity performance that would involve so many things. She came to trust Ning Qing, and she was put together by the result.

She said she was angry.

"Shui Ling, don't get angry, go and change clothes, you and Brother Yin will see you sooner or later."

Yin Shuiling took the clothes. "Yes, Qingqing, I can see that, no matter what you say, it makes sense."

Ning Qing: It is necessary.

...

Yin Shuiling changed her clothes and came out. At this time, there was no one in the dressing room, and Ning Qing could not be seen. Yin Shuiling had a headache. This Ning Qing didn't know what to do with her back.

"Qing Qing, Qing Qing ..." she called twice, then went to the door.

As soon as one foot crossed the threshold, Yin Shuiling saw Yin Muchen in the cloister. The man had a hand-made black shirt and trousers and was well-cut. He wiped his trouser pocket with one hand and smoked with a cigarette in his hand. He only gave her half a firm, stubborn side face and the deep and charming horns, a handsome mess.

As soon as Yin Shuiling stagnates, she has no time to respond, Yin Muchen turns over and faces her. He annihilates half of the cigarette in his ashtray and looks at her.

Immediately, Yin Shuiling bumped into his deep and gentle ink eyes.

Yin Muchen looked at her carefully, from top to bottom, from her willow eyebrows to those red lips, and he pulled out his long legs and walked to her side. He opened his mouth with low alcohol, "Returned?"

"Well." Yin Shuiling avoided his eyes.

Yin Muchen looked at her evasive expression, then raised her lips, "Where are you going now?"

"I want to go out."

"Let's go together."

"... Oh." Yin Shuiling looked a little passive.

The two walked in the corridor, Yin Shuiling didn't speak, and his magnetic and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, "All these years, are you okay?"

Yin Shuiling reached out and hooked a strand of hair on the cheek behind her ear. "Well, it's fine."

Yin Muchen looked at her sideways. Today she wore a black see-through T-shirt, a white pleated skirt with a waist below, and a pair of simple flip-flop sandals on her feet. Now she no longer needs those bright colors Such a black and white match will line her with intellectual elegance, especially if T 桖 ri shows her delicate and enchanting curves, and that black bra, this is the sexiness of her face at her age.

The crescent on her right face was gone.

"Shui Ling, you are beautiful again."

The man suddenly came to this sentence, Yin Shuiling's two rows of long combed eyelashes fluttered, she didn't know what to return to him, it couldn't be ... you became handsome, right?

She didn't look up, only "hehe" twice.

These two sounds gave the man a low laugh.

Yin Shuiling suddenly felt stupid.

...

The elevator came, and the two walked into the elevator together. Yin Muchen pressed the floor.

Yin Shuiling stayed away from him calmly, her face was a little hot, and the moment he entered the elevator, his shirt lined her clothes, and she smelled the male smell of him.

It was as clean and clear as before, but with another ... sulky breath.

Yin Shuiling knew that this was his healthy and mature masculine taste. Time didn't let him grow old. He became more and more mellow and fragrant like the treasured red wine. This scent was completely exuded.

Yin Shuiling was crisp all over.

This feeling is uncontrollable.

She feels ashamed.