Chapter 562 He Wants to Use This Daughter to Torture Yin Muchen for the Rest of His Life

Yin Shuiling's face turned pale, and her wet eyes directly hit the dark eyes of the man who deliberately humiliated her.

Fan Sicheng's face was not good either, "Mr. Yin, although you are Yin Shuiling's brother, you can't say such harsh words. Yin Shuiling and I..."

Yin Muchen laughed again, touched his chin with his left hand, raised the corner of his lips and looked at the girl, and the words he uttered were harsh and ruthless, "Shuiling, the Yin family should be in chaos now, haven't you got the news yet? Your mother, she died last night."

Yin Shuiling's pupils shrank, and she froze in place.

"What?" Fan Sicheng screamed in disbelief.

At this time, Hu Ya got out of the car and opened the back door, "Ms. Yin, get in the car, we will take you home."

...

Yin Shuiling didn't know how she got into the car in a daze. There were no tears in her eyes, and the whole person was sluggish, like a fool.

After the car drove for a while, she realized that she looked at Yin Muchen sideways. The man kept smoking, one cigarette after another, very fast, and the smell of smoke was choking.

Yin Shuiling knew that he was angry, but she didn't know what he was angry about?

Now she didn't have the mind to guess his emotions.

The white jade-like little hand stretched out one, gently and timidly grasped his sleeve, her fingertips were stiff, and her voice was trembling, "... My mother really..."

Yin Muchen didn't look at her, and just said "yeah".

The tears in Yin Shuiling's eyes couldn't come out. She didn't believe that her mother... was dead. She talked to her mother yesterday afternoon. Although her mother was a little selfish and snobbish, her mother gave her life, and her mother always loved her and protected her.

She was fine yesterday, how could she be...

Yin Shuiling put her little head on the man's shoulder, she stretched out her little hand and slowly hugged his neck, she begged, "Yin Muchen, tell me, mom is not dead, okay? I won't accept it, I won't accept it, you are just kidding me."

Yin Muchen took a puff of cigarette, lowered his eyes to look at the girl, his sight was downward, the girl was wearing a white dress, the wide neckline could see the spring scenery, her collarbone and the soft sides were all kiss marks.

Yin Muchen retracted his sight, holding a cigarette in one hand, and put his other hand on her forehead, pushing her away cruelly, his tone was so impatient, "Stay away and cry."

Yin Shuiling was pushed away, her pair of black and white eyes blurred instantly, those crystal tears "crackling" fell, she pouted her little pink lips, aggrieved and helpless looking at the man.

Why did this man make her so strange now?

She didn't ask for much, she just wanted him to hug her and comfort her when she was so sad.

Yin Muchen felt as if a sharp knife had stabbed into his heart when he saw her crying. The sharp knife kept twisting and twisting, making his flesh and blood surge. He felt pain, very painful.

He smiled and glanced at the girl with an extremely frivolous look, "Are you wronged? What are you wronged about? You checked into a room with a boy until 8 o'clock, and then leaned into my arms. You don't feel dirty, but I do..."

He felt pain, so he wanted her to feel pain together.

Dirty?

It took Yin Shuiling a long time to react to this word. She sniffed her red nose and sat by the window. She was far away from him, turned her little head and looked directly out the window.

Those tears were flowing silently, and she didn't wipe them with her little hands.

Yin Muchen's handsome eyebrows fell into a layer of haze. He stared at the girl's back. There was no sound of her crying in the quiet car, and only the "crackling" sound of tears hitting the car frame could be heard.

Later, she cried so hard that her delicate shoulders were shaking.

He was upset, and there was a fire burning in his chest. He was afraid that he could not control himself, so he turned his head fiercely and looked out the window.

At this time, the girl spoke, "My mother...how did she leave?"

When Hu Ya heard this question, he looked at Yin Muchen through the rearview mirror, and saw the man pursed his thin lips, and then said in a bad tone, "I don't know."

Hu Ya sighed, the president refused to say...

Why not say it?

Maybe, if he said it, he and the girl would really be on the verge of death.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the car soon stopped at the door of the Yin family villa. Yin Shuiling opened the back door and walked towards her home step by step.

She did not look back again.

Yin Muchen threw away a half-smoked cigarette butt and said to Hu Ya, "Drive."

The luxury car sped away.

...

Yin Shuiling didn't know how she had spent the past two weeks. She went home to see Shi Xiaoqing for the last time. At that time, her mother's face was ashen and her body was cold.

She fainted on the spot and woke up in the afternoon.

After waking up, she followed Yin De to deal with the funeral. She didn't speak. On the day she turned 18, her life was shrouded in gray and she could no longer see any color.

After the funeral was handled, the entire Yin family fell into a cold depression. The servants didn't dare to speak. Yin De kept running out for company matters. Something unpleasant happened at Mu Yunfan's birthday party. The friendship between the four families of Mu Yin, Xu Ning broke down. She and Ning Qing also drifted apart. Every day she locked herself in the room. She didn't even have anyone to talk to.

She opened her phone and found that there were many unread text messages in her phone, all of which were sent to her by her mother that afternoon.

Her green and white little fingers pressed on the keys. She wanted to read her mother's text messages, but she didn't dare, because she always remembered what she said to her mother that afternoon. She said---How could I have parents like you...

This sentence became her lifelong nightmare.

On this day, her room door was knocked. It was Yin De talking outside---

"Shui Ling, I heard from the servant that you didn't eat today. Dad will ask someone to give you a bowl of noodles, okay? Now that your mother is gone, we are left to depend on each other. Dad is wrong. Dad shouldn't beat you, but Shuiling, you have to believe that the slap on your face hurts dad, and dad is doing it for your own good."

"Shui Ling, my father was invited to visit the bureau two days ago. The company was officially sealed. My father's charges will probably be confirmed soon. By then, my father will probably go...to jail..."

"Shui Ling, Yin Muchen's wings are hard now. He didn't even show his face at your mother's funeral. Doesn't he know that you are sad, but he didn't come to see you. Dad admits that he has been using Yin Mu Chen, but has Yin Muchen ever been half sincere to our family? As a father, how could I hand you over to him?"

"It's Dad's fault. Dad has been using you to kidnap Yin Muchen. Now Dad knows how ruthless that man is. He probably doesn't want you anymore."

"Forget it, Dad will figure out a solution for Dad's affairs, but Shuiling, you have to eat well. If by chance... Dad goes to jail, Dad also has an overseas bankbook. The butler will give it to you when the time comes. When you go abroad, this amount Money can keep you fed and clothed for the rest of your life.”…

Yin De sighed heavily and returned to the room.

…

In the room, the housekeeper stood next to Yin De and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you think the young lady will beg Yin Muchen?"

Yin De stood outside the window and said solemnly, "I have said everything that needs to be said. Shuiling should beg for it... But whether Yin Muchen agrees or not is another matter. He already knows the whole story, probably in his heart Hate me so much."

"Master, if Yin Muchen really doesn't help you, then..."

Yin De sneered, with a ferocious smile on his face, "If you don't help me, then I will go to jail... But there will no longer be any possibility between him and Shuiling. What I said today will become the heart of Shuiling forever. A thorn."

Isn't it?

He was sure that Yin Muchen would not tell Shuiling about Liu Wanxin. Shuiling would never know how unbearable her father was. What Shuiling would always remember was that Yin Muchen had refused to save him.

Even though there was still her in the Yin family, Yin Muchen never lent a helping hand.

He really doesn't want her anymore.

He had been making careful calculations all his life. He married Shi Xiaoqing's wealthy family and had a daughter named Shuiling. His life was going smoothly and he was working hard to climb higher. But when he was young, he met Liu Wanxin.

The first time he saw Liu Wanxin, his heart skipped a beat, and he vowed to make this woman his own.

He will never regret it. In the past ten years, he has had heartfelt pleasure from that woman. Originally, his cooperation project with the Mu family was about to succeed, and Shuiling could become the Queen of Arms in Singapore, but something went wrong at this time. If Yin Muchen doesn't help him and doesn't let him be happy, then he won't let Yin Muchen be happy.

He will use this daughter to torture Yin Muchen for the rest of his life!

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In the villa, in the dead of night, Yin Shuiling quietly opened the door and went downstairs.

She sat on the sofa in the living room and picked up the landline to make a call.

There was nothing she could do. In the past three years, every call and text message she had made to him using her mobile phone had fallen into disarray, and he had not replied.

She could only use a landline.

After dialing the number she knew by heart, she held the phone receiver with her little hand and listened quietly to the "beep" sound inside.

At this time, Yin Muchen was in a villa. It was a European-style villa with the best decoration and design. It was extremely luxurious, warm and comfortable. This was Liu Wanxin's new residence.

Liu Wanxin's legs were really crippled. The doctor said they couldn't treat it any better. Yin Muchen wanted to take her abroad for treatment. Liu Wanxin didn't want to, so it was scrapped. She didn't care, so don't worry about it.

The female college student who was born more than ten years ago was a rare treasure. She married Yin Muchen's father after graduation. She had a harmonious family. Her thoughts were conservative and feudal, and she had identified with this man in her life.

Who would have thought that she would be robbed by another man. Every time Yin De occupied her, she would take a long bath until the skin on her body was red and bruised. She was so dirty that she couldn't bear it. If it weren't for Yin De De used Yin Muchen to threaten her, but she had already taken the knife and died with Yin De.

She didn't care about her body. Wasn't she blind and now disabled? It didn't matter. She saw her son and now she could kill her enemies with her own hands. She was happy!

Liu Wanxin was sitting in a wheelchair. Yin Muchen covered her knees with a thick blanket. The tall and handsome man half-knelt down in front of her and touched her hair with his big palm. Yin Muchen's eyebrows were filled with tears. With a soft smile, "Mom, you will live here from now on. My company will be listed in the United States in the next few days, and I may fly to the United States frequently for business trips. When I am not busy, I will come to stay with you."