My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

It was the phone call from the Yin family’s servant, telling the whole process of yesterday’s plane crash in clear detail.

“I see,” Yin Muchen said, without many expressions. He hung up.

Liu Caizhe looked at the deep and handsome face of the man and asked, “Why, did Miss Yin lie to you that she broke it? Look at you like that, heart aching…”

Yin Muchen didn’t speak.

Emotionally, Liu Caizhe said, “Girls Miss Yin’s age begin to become delicate and sensitive. In the past seven years, although she wasn’t clear about the secret things and fights between you and her parents, she must have felt that her parents are on the left, while her older brother is on her right. Miss Yin is stuck in the middle, and it mustn’t feel good”

Yin Muchen looked out of the window. He knew; he knew all about it.

…

Yin Shuiling stayed in the apartment and didn’t go out. After breakfast, the helper arrived. She looked kind-hearted and cleaned the apartment after washing some fruits for her. She went into the kitchen and was busy.

Yin Shuiling looked at the helper who was cutting potato shreds neatly. She was envious. “Auntie, your cooking skills look so impressive. Where did you learn it?”

The more the helper looked at the dainty and tender little girl, the more she liked her. She smiled and said, “I learned it in culinary school, of course.”

Culinary School?

Yin Shuiling thought about it. She also wanted to apply to one and learn cooking skills well. After that, she could prepare meals for her older brother.

Yin Shuiling thought about it and felt very happy. Suddenly, her stomach hurt. When she covered her stomach with her little hand, she felt hot liquid rushing out.

She turned pale with fear.

She pulled out her thin, fair legs as she ran up. When she entered the bedroom bathing room and took off her pants to take a look, she nearly fell from the shock.

There was blood on her panties!

The 15-year-old girl hadn’t gotten her period yet. She doesn’t suffer any injuries normally, let alone see blood. Her legs trembled as tears of fear appeared in her eyes.

The helper was still busy in the kitchen, when suddenly, she heard the sound of flustered footsteps. She came out hurriedly to see that the door of the apartment had been opened and the little girl was changing her shoes to go out.

“Miss, where are you going?” the helper asked.

“To find my older brother.”

“Mr. Yin? I’ll call first… ”

“No need, the driver uncle is waiting downstairs. I’ll go directly to my brother’s company. Goodbye Auntie.”

…

At Global Finance

In the CEO’s office, Hu Ya brought in a cup of coffee he had brewed. Liu Caizhe stood at the desk and pointed to the business laptop on the desk. He kept a low voice and excitedly said, “Muchen, we’ve followed them for a week. In this half a month, the currency has devalued, and oil prices fell sharply. Everyone was cautious and selling their shares. But we boldly put in our chips a week ago, and now the value has increased by 13 times!”

Hu Ya respectfully handed the coffee to Yin Muchen. In the past four years, he had fought countless beautiful turnaround battles with Boss, and his heart was already trained and used to these situations. However, Hu Ya also laughed and said, “Boss, we’ve made a little more money from this. Those financial predecessors might be jealous again.”

Yin Muchen’s long fingers held up the coffee cup as his right hand took a spoon and stirred it a few times, then he took a light sip. He raised his lips, and there was a light luster in his eyes. “Those jealous ones will surely chase after the stocks at high prices. We’ll find a high point in the afternoon and sell them all away. ”

Liu Caizhe had no objections. “Ok,” he said as he looked at Yin Muchen. “You’re bad indeed. Those red-eyed ones are going to bleed in the morning.”

“Hah.” Yin Muchen chuckled with a raised sharp brow and put the coffee cup on the table. He leaned his handsome body back in the chair. “The financial game is playing with heartbeats. Those predecessors are a little too old to play, so it’s better for them to retire early.”

Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya looked at each other. Why had they followed Yin Muchen so wholeheartedly in the past four years? That was because they took a fancy to the sharp, arrogant, and domineering spirit of this man!

The 25-year-old man was in his prime. He could afford to play and wait.

Yin Muchen gently closed his ink-black eyes, the thumb of his right hand came to the temple and pressed twice. He felt tired after days of digital reports.