Chapter 676: How Are You These Years?

The car stopped in front of the Grand Theater and Yin Shuiling got out of the car. At this time, Xiao Fang in the driver's seat asked, "Tumi, when will I come to pick you up?"

Yin Shuiling looked at her watch and said, "It will take about three or four hours."

"Okay." Xiao Fang nodded, "Then I'll go back to the studio first."

"Yes." Yin Shuiling nodded. She waved to Xiao Fang, then climbed up the steps of the Grand Theater and walked into the hall.

What Yin Shuiling didn't know was that the moment she walked into the hall, a black Bugatti Veyron stopped, the driver's door opened, and Yin Muchen walked out.

In the past three years, he has bought new cars, from Rolls-Royce to Bugatti Veyron.

After getting out of the car, Yin Muchen looked up and glanced at the theater. At this moment, there was a "ding" sound and a luxury car stopped beside him. The door opened and Lu Shaoming walked out.

"Master Lu."

"Mr. Yin."

The two men shook hands politely.

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

"Isn't this show for public welfare? Since everyone is here, I will also show my modest strength. Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu has become more and more capable in recent years. Her winery has quickly established a foothold in the red wine industry. This In the past few years, I have even led the crew to engage in charity activities, which is really a good thing that brings me both fame and fortune.”

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows filled with affection, "She just likes to fool around. Generally, as long as she is happy, I will support her. Come on, Mr. Yin, let's go in."

"good."

The two entered the theater together.

When he entered the hall, he saw many celebrities from T city. Everyone shook hands and said hello. At this time, Lu Shaoming turned around and found Yin Muchen looking ahead in a daze. He asked, "Mr. Yin, what's wrong with you? Why are you a little absent-minded?"

Yin Muchen shook his head, with a calm expression, "It's okay."

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

The moment he entered the hall just now, he smelled a little aroma. It was a very familiar aroma that once made him intoxicated, but it disappeared when he smelled it carefully.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a faint and self-deprecating arc. How could he think she was here?

She hasn't come back yet.

It seemed that he really missed her too much.

…

In the dressing room backstage of the theater, the entire crew was there, and Xiao Zhou was directing the costumes and makeup. In the past three years, Xiao Zhou had been married to Lu Shaoming's secretary Zhu Rui, and had a little daughter. The family was very happy, and Ning Qing was busy For the wine business, the studio was handed over to Xiao Zhou, who is already the first sister.

Yin Shuiling smiled when she saw the beautiful appearance of these old people, "Qingqing, what are you missing? I'm here."

Ning Qing took a spear tied with a red cloth strip from a pile of props and handed it to Yin Shuiling, "Shuiling, our drama today is a classic. Female General of the Yang Clan, you play Mu Guiying."

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

"Shui Ling, have you forgotten that there was a school celebration performance when you were in high school? You played Mu Guiying? You have a sweet voice, and you sing well when you sing with your voice, so don't be modest."

"Yes, Miss Yin, you and Ning Qing have such a good relationship, it doesn't matter who plays the role?" Xiao Zhou handed over the script.

Yin Shuiling took one look and stopped being pretentious. She was really good at this kind of performance mixed with opera interpretation. "Okay." She agreed.

…

All the curtains in the theater hall were closed, and lights were on on the stage. This charity performance invited prominent dignitaries from T City. In the first row of seats, Lu Shaoming sat on the left, and Yin Muchen sat on the right.

The seats in these large-scale public welfare events can best reflect a person's status. It took Yin Muchen three years to start from scratch when he was 37 years old, and he was already on an equal footing with the Lu family of the Haoying family.

Yin Muchen sat quietly in his seat, his expression indifferent. In fact, he was not interested in any theatrical performances. He could have asked Ma Rui to write a charity check and send it over.

But two days ago, Ning Qing personally called him to make an appointment, asking him to come to watch today's scene.

In the past three years, he no longer has any old friends, relatives, lovers, friends... these are all gone from him, but he will still show respect to Ning Qing, Yin Shuiling's good sister.

That woman was the last soft spot in his heart, so he was willing to show some mercy to Ning Qing.

At this time, the curtain on the stage opened, the hall burst into applause, and the play officially began.

A pretty figure wearing an ancient blue shirt and disguised as a man appeared. The man pinned the spear behind his back and shouted, "Where are you, little thief? I am Mu Guiying, the wife of Yang Zongbao!"

This sound was crisp and round, like big beads falling into a jade plate. Once it echoed in the hall, it attracted all the ears, making people unable to help but listen.

Yin Muchen was shocked when he heard this voice. He looked directly at the man. His well-nourished long hair was tied into a neat ponytail. His open white robe was covered with a long green gauze. He had red lips and white teeth. He looked heroic. So cool.

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

"It should be Miss Yin. Look, Mrs. Lu has also come out. It turns out that these two sisters are on the same stage in this drama. It's so exciting."…

Yin Muchen's sitting posture did not change, and he showed the handsomeness of a man in his casualness. His eyes were all about the cyan figure on the stage. It turned out that it was not his imagination, she was really back.

Everything around him slowly faded away in his world. He looked at the woman. He never thought that there would be such a day when she would suddenly appear in front of him. Time seemed to go back many years ago. When he was 18 years old, she also appeared so beautiful and dazzling, splendid in his life.

A light arc appeared at the corner of Yin Muchen's mouth, tender and affectionate.

Yin Shuiling on the stage saw Yin Muchen at first sight. The man's seat was too conspicuous, and the man's good looks made him recognizable even if he was thrown into the crowd.

Yin Shuiling's whole face was burning. She secretly glared at Ning Qing, which meant---you did it again!

Ning Qing raised her eyebrows and smiled, which meant---pushing you.

Yin Shuiling was so angry that she wanted to poke Ning Qing with a spear.

…

The play was over. In the dressing room backstage, Yin Shuiling was removing her makeup. She stared at Ning Qing with her bright black eyes, "Qingqing, what's going on today? Didn't you say it was just a charity performance? Then, then... why is he here?"

"Shuiling, it is indeed a charity performance, but charity performances must have charitable donations. Shuiling, don't you know that this performance invited all the rich people in T City? Speaking of who is the richest in T City now, Brother Yin is second, and no one dares to be first. I will definitely invite him to bleed."

"You..." Ning Qing said righteously, and Yin Shuiling couldn't refute a word. After not seeing each other for three years, Ning Qing became a little more eloquent.

Yin Shuiling was annoyed. She had just returned to China and never thought that a charity performance would involve so many things. She came here because she trusted Ning Qing, but she was tricked by Ning Qing.

She was very angry.

"Okay, Shuiling, don't be angry, go change your clothes, you and Brother Yin will meet sooner or later."

Yin Shuiling took the clothes, "Okay, Qingqing, I see, no matter what you say, you are right."

Ning Qing: It must be.

...

Yin Shuiling changed her clothes and came out. At this time, there was no one in the dressing room, and Ning Qing was nowhere to be seen. Yin Shuiling had a headache. She didn't know what Ning Qing was doing behind her back.

"Qingqing, Qingqing..." She called twice and walked to the door.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the threshold, Yin Shuiling saw Yin Muchen in the corridor. The man was wearing a hand-made black shirt and trousers, which were well-tailored. He wiped his trouser pocket with one hand and held a cigarette in the other hand. In the smoke, he only showed her half of his firm and cold profile and the deep and charming sideburns. He was handsome.

Yin Shuiling paused, and before she could react, Yin Muchen turned sideways and faced her. He put out the half-smoked cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and then looked at her.

Yin Shuiling suddenly bumped into his deep and gentle black eyes.

Yin Muchen looked at her carefully, from top to bottom, from her willow-leaf eyebrows to her pair of red and rosy lips. He pulled his long legs apart and walked to her side, saying in a low voice, "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Yin Shuiling avoided his eyes.

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

"I want to go out."

"Then let's go together."

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

The two walked in the corridor. Yin Shuiling didn't say anything. His magnetic and pleasant voice rang in her ears, "How have you been these years?"

Yin Shuiling stretched out her hand to hook a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear, "Yeah, it's fine."

Yin Muchen looked at her sideways. Today she was wearing a black see-through T-shirt, a white pleated skirt with a waist, and a pair of simple buckled sandals. Now she no longer needs those bright colors. Such a black and white combination makes her look intellectual and elegant, especially her slender and enchanting curves in the T-shirt, and the black bra, which is the sexiness of her face at her age.

The crescent on her right cheek is gone.

"Shuiling, you are beautiful again."

The man suddenly said this, and Yin Shuiling's two rows of long eyelashes like dense combs trembled. She didn't know what to say to him. It can't be...you have become handsome too, right?

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

These two sounds were exchanged for a low laugh from the man.

Yin Shuiling suddenly felt very silly.

…

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

Yin Shuiling quietly moved away from him. Her face was a little hot. The moment he entered the elevator just now, his shirt brushed against her clothes. She smelled the masculine scent on him.

It was still as clear and clean as before, but there was another...fragrant smell.

Yin Shuiling knew that this was the healthy and mature masculine smell on him. Time did not make him old. He was like a treasured red wine, becoming more and more mellow and fragrant. This fragrant smell was completely exuded.

Yin Shuiling felt numb all over.

This feeling was uncontrollable.

She felt ashamed.