Chapter 522 Brother, It Costs a Lot of Money to Support Me, Right?

Yilin watched the man's impeccably handsome face getting closer and closer. He looked at her quietly. The two rows of long brush-like eyelashes seemed to be touching her skin. The aura on his body was very charming. Fresh and fragrant masculine scent.

When he looked at her quietly, he gave her the illusion of deep affection.

She was bewitched by him and slowly closed her eyes.

At this time, his right hand was empty, and the photo frame had been taken away.

Yilin suddenly opened her eyes, and sure enough, those thin lips stopped two millimeters away from her face and did not kiss her.

"Yin Muchen, go to hell!" She gritted her teeth.

The man pulled away, holding the photo frame in his palm, raising his eyebrows and smiling, "Are you sure you want me to die? Aren't you sad?"

Yilin, "..." He doesn't understand temperament. He is born a bad scoundrel, and temperament comes from his bones and blood.

Yin Muchen turned around and left, trying to put the photo frame back on the coffee table.

But when he turned around, his pupils shrank. The apartment door opened at some point, and Yin Shuiling was standing by the door.

The girl is still wearing a school uniform. Since her period, her body has grown rapidly. The wide school uniform slowly reveals the small but beautiful curves of her chest. Her small waist has not grown, but is becoming more and more like a willow.

At this time, her two small white hands were holding the strap of her schoolbag, and her eyes were blank and dull, staring at them in fear.

Her eyes seemed to be filled with water, and she was so wet that she didn't know if she wanted to cry.

Yin Muchen couldn't see her like this, her eyes were pure and devoid of anything, but they were so charming. He rolled his Adam's apple. He walked into the living room, bent down and put down the photo frame. He said with a gentle smile as usual, "Shui Ling ,After school?"

At this time, the aunt in the kitchen came out. She stepped forward and took off the girl's schoolbag, "Miss Yin is back? Just in time, dinner is ready, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Muchen," Yilin walked up to the man and stared at Yin Shuiling curiously, "Is this the woman you are raising? Is she too young?"

Yin Muchen glanced at the girl's dull little face, squinted his eyes and said, "My sister, Yin Shuiling."

Yilin's eyes were full of smiles, "Oh, it turns out to be my sister. Sorry, little sister, I misunderstood."

Yin Muchen's glazed ink eyes glanced at the girl again, "Shui Ling, this is Yilin...sister."

"I don't mind if you call me Sister-in-law Yilin, little sister."

This was the first time in Yin Shuiling's life that she saw her brother standing with a woman. She had never thought that her brother would be with a woman, and the word "sister-in-law" had never been in her life dictionary.

No matter how stupid she is, she still knows what "sister-in-law" means.

Bai Yu's little hands clenched her skirt tightly, and she didn't feel any pain until she dug her nails into her palms. She looked at Yilin and called out obediently, "Sister Yilin."

Yin Muchen looked at the student's skirt that was wrinkled by her, nodded, and said, "Well, let's go and have dinner together."

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The three of them sat at the long dining table, with Yin Muchen sitting at the head seat, and Yin Shuiling and Yilin sitting across from each other.

Yin Shuiling didn't speak. She lay her little head down on the white rice in the bowl and ate it very seriously.

At this time, a pair of chopsticks stretched out, and there was an extra piece of beef tenderloin in her bowl. The man beside her said softly, "Shui Ling, why are you eating instead of vegetables? The food today is not to your liking?"

Yin Shuiling wanted to speak, but Yilin across from her spoke up, "Muchen, you're partial. Why don't you pick up food for little sister if you don't pick it up for me? I want it too."

Yin Shuiling raised her head and looked at Yilin. This sister was really beautiful, probably the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Sister Yilin's beauty is different from hers. She is too immature and is still a little girl, while sister Yilin is beautiful as a woman.

It can make people blush.

Yin Shuiling looked at her brother beside her. He had no expression, but he picked up a piece of beef tenderloin with his chopsticks and gave it to Sister Yilin.

Yilin was happy now.

"Muchen, I'm not here just to play with you this time. I'm entrusted by my father to introduce you to a project. We are going to start digging mountains and making gold together in Southeast Asia. Let's speculate in gold together."

Yin Muchen's hand holding the chopsticks paused. He curled his lips and looked at Yilin, "I haven't even heard of this news. The professor is well-connected and got first-hand information. These first batch of people went in." They are all fools. There is no doubt that there will be an outbreak. Thank you Professor in advance."

"Why are you thanking the professor? You still don't understand what the professor means?" Yilin pointed at herself, "Just be nice to me."

Yin Muchen seemed to be smiling but not smiling and did not answer.

At this time, Yin Shuiling raised her little head. She looked at Yin Muchen with a soft voice and asked, "Brother, what is gold speculation? Can gold also be speculated?"

She knew about gold, but she had never seen anyone fry gold in a pot.

"Pfft", Yilin laughed directly and looked at Yin Shuiling, "Little sister, are you a joke sent by the monkey? Gold speculation is a business term, do you think it is like stir-frying? Your brother is doing business, only Only when the business is done can I support you."

Yin Shuiling's little face turned red instantly. She lowered her head and continued to cook the rice. This time she couldn't even taste the rice.

She has good grades in school and is beautiful. Her teachers and classmates praise her. She also works hard and is good at painting, dancing, and playing the piano.

But this was really the first time she heard about gold speculation.

There was a big embarrassment.

She wanted to burrow into the ground at this moment.

In fact, she felt very sad. She watched her brother talking to sister Yilin, but she couldn't interrupt and couldn't understand. She also wanted to integrate into her brother's circle and help him relieve his worries.

But she is so useless.

Yin Muchen glanced at Yilin, frowning his brows, obviously unhappy, "Eat your meal!"

"I..."

"I'm full, I'll go upstairs first." At this time, Yin Shuiling stood up, turned around and walked around the living room, and ran up the stairs.

When she entered the room, she still heard the voice in the restaurant, "Muchen, why are you so mean to me, what did I say wrong?"

"Okay, eat quickly, and I'll ask the driver to take you to the hotel after dinner."

"No, I'm not going to the hotel, I want to stay here."

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In the room, Yin Shuiling sat at her desk, shook her head, and forgot everything she saw and heard. She reached out to open her schoolbag and took out her homework book.

She took the math homework book.

In fact, she hated herself too. She had good grades in all subjects, but only math. Her brother had good grades in math, and she wanted to follow his footsteps, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't learn math well.

Listening to that sister Yilin talking, her math must be very good, because she can chat with her brother so happily.

She opened her homework book and began to answer the multiple-choice questions.

This question was difficult. She bit her pink lips with her small pearly teeth and chose C. But after looking up the answer, she found that the correct answer was A.

Somehow, she couldn't control some things. Her nose felt sore and the crystal tears in her eyes fell on the homework book.

In fact, when she entered the room just now, she looked for a long time. She saw her brother pressing down on sister Yilin, sister Yilin hugged his neck, and her brother was kissing her.

That French window, that position, her brother did that to her last Friday.

Now her brother kissed someone else.

Maybe her brother... doesn't like her anymore.

At this moment, a desk lamp was on on the desk. The light illuminated the fluff on the girl's delicate skin, which was crystal clear and soft. Her small pearly teeth bit her pink lips tightly until a blood mark was bitten. She suppressed her cry and secretly shed tears.

The girl was a small pink ball trembling, sad and pitiful.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a man's low, mellow and magnetic voice came, "Shui Ling."

Yin Shui Ling was startled. It was her brother. She hurriedly wiped her tears with her two little hands. There were tear marks on the homework book. She quickly turned to the middle.

"Brother, you can come in."

The door opened and Yin Muchen walked in.

The girl was doing her homework with her head down. She looked focused and serious. Yin Muchen closed the door, wiped his trouser pocket with one hand and walked to her side. He lowered his eyes to look at the homework questions. It was very simple for him. He could get the answer at a glance. He reached out and touched her little head, "Do you know? Do you want your brother to teach you?"

Yin Shui Ling sat upright with her slender back straight. She didn't speak.

Yin Muchen bent down, and his right hand went around her little shoulder and held her little hand holding the ballpoint pen. His voice was soft, and it echoed in the quiet bedroom with magnetic charm every minute.

"This question is very simple, a three-dimensional math question. Brother will write the equation for you..."

Yin Shuiling's sight was filled with her brother's vigorous and chic handwriting on the paper. She didn't see what her brother wrote. She only knew that her brother's current posture seemed to be hugging her. Her little hands were a little cold, and her brother's palms were warm and comfortable, twice as big as hers.

Brother smelled good, without the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and it was the clean and healthy masculine smell that she was familiar with and infatuated with.

Maybe she would be happy and sweet before, but now she is only sad.

Because her brother is not hers alone.

Yin Muchen was solving the problem, and the girl suddenly spoke, her voice was soft and timid, like a little lamb, "Brother, it takes a lot of money to support me, but Sister Yilin can bring you a lot of money, right?"

She still didn't understand what gold speculation was, but what did it matter, as long as she could understand the key points of the question.

Heh.

Yin Muchen paused, let go of her little hand, propped his right hand on the back of the chair behind her, took out his left hand from his trouser pocket, held her small jaw with two fingers, and turned her little face over.

He glanced at her slightly red eyes, and his sight fell on her delicate lips that she had bitten herself. With her thin lips lifted, he asked, "Are you crying?"

Yin Shuiling neither nodded nor shook her head. She trembled her long eyelashes like a dense comb, and looked at him with a pair of wet pupils, "Brother, will Sister Yilin stay here tonight? How long will she...stay?"

Yin Muchen slowly stroked her delicate lips with his thumb. A little blood oozed from the bitten place. He spread the blood until her pink and moist little mouth bloomed with a delicate red.

The red that belongs to a little woman.

He smiled, and his pair of glass-like ink-colored eyes looked straight and sharp into her eyes, as if to see through her heart, "Shuiling, do you want Sister Yilin to live here?"