Chapter 499 Shuiling, Brother Misses You

She knew this day would come. He was a piece of gold and a piece of unpolished jade. Such a man, young, handsome, courageous, daring, playful and hardworking, would be loved by any woman with a little vision.

She was not jealous.

With his wealth and status today, she could only stand in the corner and watch him from afar. Professor Spakin's only daughter, those young ladies of eighteen or nineteen, which one was not better than her?

But perhaps he remembered her kindness in the past, and she was satisfied with having sex every two or three months.

An Mengwen said softly, "Muchen, don't be angry, the little girl will be fine after coaxing her... If Sister Shuiling cried because she heard my voice, then there is nothing we can do. In the future, you will need women around you, and you will also have a family. Does Sister Shuiling have to cry all the time?"

Yin Muchen's expression was hidden in the smoke and it was unclear. After taking the last puff of his cigarette, he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Pulling back his legs, he stood up.

An Mengwen knelt on the carpet and looked at the man. He walked to the French window, opened his pajamas with his slender fingers, and then picked up the clothes his secretary had just brought, and put them on one by one slowly.

He put on his trousers first. His legs were too long, so he wore them to nine points, revealing his white and thin ankles. Then he tied an expensive black belt, and finally a clean white shirt, which was casual and not tucked into the belt, just hanging down.

An Mengwen looked at his profile, and the neon lights of the city outside the window were projected on his handsome face. His eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were all exquisite.

Today, Yin Muchen successfully interpreted the young and handsomeness that a 25-year-old man should have.

Yin Muchen turned up his sleeves, and his waist and abdomen tightened at this time. An Mengwen hugged him from behind, "Muchen, can you stay tonight?"

He never stayed overnight.

Yin Muchen didn't pause, turned up his sleeves, wiped his trouser pocket with his left hand and turned around, pinching An Mengwen's small chin with his right hand, he smiled politely, raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of evil in his handsome eyebrows, "What, not enough?"

An Mengwen's face was red, how many sides did this man have, he was not enthusiastic about those young ladies who came one after another, but it was the nature of men, he would raise his eyebrows like this when he saw a lady with a pretty face and figure, and the gentleman's appearance fully interpreted the badness of men.

Which woman could escape his eyes?

Not to mention someone like her who had been with him.

She knew very well the strong momentum under his sturdy and handsome body, he didn't look very gentle, but he was cruel and evil, like killing people.

An Mengwen's whole body was soft, and her two slender arms climbed onto his handsome shoulders, "Muchen..." She closed her eyes, and wanted to kiss him very much.

But he didn't kiss her. He pushed her away with his big hand holding her chin.

She was disappointed, but not that disappointed. She was used to it. He never kissed anyone.

In a woman's heart, kissing must be more important than doing things.

Men probably think the same.

So he had women, but never belonged to any of them.

An Mengwen looked sideways. The man spread his long legs and walked to the bed. He picked up the dark blue baseball jacket with two fingers of his right hand and walked to the door.

He was leaving.

An Mengwen pulled the corner of her mouth and said jokingly, "Mu Chen, are you going to coax Sister Shui Ling? I asked you to stay with me for a night, but you refused, but you are so good to Sister Shui Ling."

She was jealous.

The man who walked to the door turned his head back. He looked at her with a pair of deep black eyes, smiling and non-smiling, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Can you compare with her?"

He walked out.

An Mengwen looked at the closed door and laughed. She knew that she couldn't.

…

At 9 o'clock in the evening in the United States, the lights were still bright. There were groups of passers-by on the street, and there were couples hugging and preparing to go to the hotel.

Yin Muchen was walking on the road. He wiped his trouser pocket with his left hand. The baseball jacket was tucked into his trouser pocket and strong wrist. He held the mobile phone in his right hand and called again and again.

At this time, there were two hot blonde beauties on the road. They saw Yin Muchen walking on the road at a glance. The man was tall and strong. The soft bangs on his forehead were curled, covering his deep and beautiful black eyes. Under the nine-point trousers was a pair of handmade white leather shoes. The simple and fashionable clothes matched his perfectly proportioned figure, which was very eye-catching.

The blonde beauties looked at each other, whispered to each other, and looked excited.

Yin Muchen noticed their gazes. He cast his gaze across the road. How could he not understand the admiration of the women? He was also evil. He slowly raised his sexy thin lips, raised his sword eyebrows, and whistled at them.

The blonde beauties' eyes lit up. They didn't expect him to be so frivolous. A glance between adults could tell. The two women immediately crossed the road in their high heels and walked to his side.

Unexpectedly, a water-sprinkling bus sped past. The blonde beauties couldn't dodge in time. They screamed "Ah" and were soaked.

As the blonde beauties adjusted their dresses, they looked up at Yin Muchen. The man stopped smiling and glanced at them from top to bottom with his deep black eyes.

The blonde beauties blushed. It felt like they were slapped in the face.

The two women cursed.

The phone kept ringing "Sorry, the user you dialed is not answered". He didn't show any impatience on his face. His slender fingertips pressed the phone again and again, vowing to get through the call.

After walking a few streets, the phone on the other end was picked up.

Yin Muchen stopped and saw a big Christmas tree in front of him. There were colorful lights hanging on the tree. He looked at those lights, and his handsome eyebrows showed tenderness like water. He called her softly. , "Shui Ling..."

The person on the other end didn't speak, only sobbed and choked.

Silly girl, how long has she been crying?

His heart hurt so much, but he only smiled and said, "Shui Ling, if you don't speak, my brother will die."

"Wow..." The other side cried loudly again, and the soft and waxy voice came out in a stumbling voice, "Bad...brother...wuwu..."

Yin Muchen frowned. If he wasn't bad, how long would she have to stay with him?

One feather after another slipped through the hard heart, causing ripples in his heart. Six years later, her voice had not changed at all, like a little sheep. When she cried, she scolded him. She was extremely delicate, as if soft water was about to flow out.

He knew that she had refused to make friends in these years. The comic books she locked in the drawer in her room were all about him. When she didn't go out to play, when she was swinging on the lawn, her beautiful pink neck was chasing the sun. She loves to be in a daze. Who is she missing?

His memory went back to two years ago. At that time, he made a lot of money from futures trading and was considered to be rooted in the financial circle. He went back to see her.

She didn't speak to him the whole time, and she didn't dare to raise her head. But when she saw that he was leaving, she ran downstairs with a pale face in fright.

At that time, when he stood by the car and looked back, what he saw was a glass slipper left in the living room and the half of the white skirt hidden in the door.

She was crying secretly.

"Shui Ling, be good and stop crying, eh? If you have anything to say, tell me brother, brother, listen."

Yin Shuiling's little soft body was all hidden under the quilt, including her little head. Her eyes and the tip of her nose were red from crying, and she spoke choked with sobs, "Uuuu, they all said...Brother doesn't remember Shuiling, brother ...No more Shuiling...You refused to come back in the United States...You played with many beautiful...sisters, wuwu..."

"Brother, you have been abroad for a long time, and I can't remember what you look like... Wuwu, brother, I am very obedient every day. You told me to wait for you to come back, so I am very obedient, but... If you don’t come back...Brother, I miss you, I miss you so much...But you don’t miss me...wuwu..."

When Yin Muchen listened to the girl's accusation, he felt that his whole body was weak. He closed his eyes and had no strength to hold the phone in his right hand.

He still smiled, and his low-pitched voice became softer and softer. Time seemed to go back to six years ago, when he whispered in her ear that night.

"Shui Ling, brother remembers that next year you will go to high school. After leaving the girls' school, you will meet many strange...boys. Then, brother, will you go back?"

Yin Shuiling stopped crying all of a sudden. She wiped her tears with her little hands. She was still gasping for air in her little throat, and her voice was hoarse from crying. She asked blankly, "Brother, are you serious? Will you come back next year?"

"Well, when you go back next year, brother will always be with you and never be separated again." Yin Muchen's dark eyes shone like the stars in the sky.

Yin Shuiling poked her little head out from under the quilt, and bit her delicate lower lip with her little teeth. She wanted to laugh, but big tears rolled down her face, "Brother, don't lie to me this time, okay?"

"Well, I won't lie. Next year, brother will make a promise to you. Also," Yin Muchen opened his eyes, the April spring breeze blew on his handsome face, and he smiled tenderly, "Shui Ling, brother misses you." "

…

Yin Shuiling became happier. She still loved to iron the swing. This time she would no longer be in a daze. Her graceful neck would chase the sun and she would smile.

She still didn't make friends in school, but she had several sons and daughters from acquaintances, including Ning Qing, Mu Yunfan, and Xu Junxi, as companions.

She never said a word to those two boys. She liked Ning Qing and would play with her.

Her parents were still quarreling, and she would no longer care. She didn't tell anyone about her brother's return to China. This was an agreement between her brother and her.

She lay on the bed every night and flipped through the calendar. She waited for the high school entrance examination and slowly counted the days until her brother would come home.

Her academic performance is still very good, and she has won provincial awards for painting and dancing. Whenever she appears, there will be many private cars. The little boys in the private cars will secretly look at her, watching her beautiful appearance getting better and better day by day. .

In the seventh year, she passed the high school entrance examination and was admitted to a first-level key high school as she wished.

On this day, my brother came back without any warning.

When she entered the villa, she saw her parents instructing the servants, "Hurry up and prepare dinner. The young master will come back today. Please be smart one by one."

When she heard this, she was shocked. "Mom, Dad, is my brother coming back today? Where is he now?"

Shi Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Muchen should have gotten off the plane at this point, he...hey, Shuiling!"

Yin Shuiling didn't finish listening, turned around and ran away.

"Butler, send the driver to follow quickly."