My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yin Shuiling’s entire body felt drained. She did not even have the strength to frown. She opened her small, cherry-like lips. Her voice was gentle and hoarse as she said, “I don’t want to eat.”

Yin Muchen took the small bowl in Aunty’s hands before he used the small spoon to stir the piping hot porridge. He comforted her just as if she was a small child as he said, “Shuiling, be good. Come here and eat a little bit of porridge. If you do not eat any porridge, you will be lacking in even more energy. How are you going to get well from this illness?”

Yin Shuiling felt that this person was so irritating. He did not stop nagging at all. She stretched her small, fair hand out to push the bowl he was holding in his hands. “You go away. I don’t want to eat.”

Yin Muchen did not have his guard up. The hot steaming bowl of porridge was overturned as she pushed him away, and it spilled onto his white shirt.

“Sir!” Aunty shouted in shock. She quickly took a few tissues as she came forward. “Sir, this porridge is freshly made, did you get burnt?”

Yin Muchen did not even look at his shirt. He grabbed the girl’s small hand and had a serious expression on his face as he growled, “Shuiling, did you get burned? Say something!”

That bowl of porridge was boiling hot. He felt the heat when he held it in his hands. The girl pushed the bowl, and he was afraid that she would be burned.

Yin Shuiling tried hard to take her hand back as she said, “Let go… Why you are you so irritating? Just like a housefly… I want to sleep. I really want to sleep…”

Yin Muchen, who was called “housefly” for the first time in his entire life, did not even raise his eyebrows. He was serious as he searched for any signs of pain on her face before letting go of her small hand.

The moment Yin Shuiling was released, she turned her body around quickly, and her back faced him as she slept.

Words were not needed to show her disdain for him.

Aunty went to the bathroom for a damp towel. Yin Muchen wiped his body clean before changing into a white shirt. Aunty tidied the mess up as she concernedly asked, “Sir, do you want to feed Miss Yin some porridge?”

Yin Muchen looked at the girl’s back profile and shook his head before he said. “Forget it, let her sleep for a while first. We will discuss again after she is hungry. Aunty, it is already dark outside. You can go back now.”

Aunty was worried as she said, “Miss Yin will definitely get hungry in the night. I will stay behind tonight to take care of her.”

“There is no need. I am here.”

Aunty broke out into a smile and said, “Sir, you’ve never gone to the kitchen before. If Miss Yin is hungry, do you know what to do? I think it would be better if I stay behind.”

Yin Muchen had truly never gone inside the kitchen before, and he’s never done household chores. The only thing that he did was to earn money. He had others that helped him to arrange and plan them out.

There was a very traditional chauvinistic thinking inside his bones. The male owner should be in charge of providing for the family, and the woman should be in charge of serving her kids and her husband. In the past, his mother was one example, and his family was extremely perfect and harmonious.

He hoped that his future would be like this also.

“Aunty, place some porridge into a bowl to place it into the microwave after she gets hungry. I will go and heat it up.”

Aunty felt that this was a viable plan. “Okay, Sir, then I will leave after I am done with the work.”

“Okay”.

Aunty left.

…

Aunty left, and the duo were left alone. It was very quiet, and Yin Muchen placed one long leg on the bed before laying his handsome back against the headboard as he lowered his gaze towards the small woman.

Her face was very pale, and her smooth, supple skin did not have a trace of blood under it. The tiny green veins in them could be seen clearly. Yin Muchen felt bad for her. He raised his eyebrows and stretched his hand out to caress her small face.

The moment he touched her, the girl shivered. She placed her small fair hand to cover her stomach, and she curled herself up into a ball.

Yin Muchen was alarmed and immediately said, “Shuiling, what’s wrong? Does your stomach hurt again?”

Yin Shuiling squirmed around the bed for a moment. Her stomach felt so painful. She was unable to bear with the pain at all. So the tears in her eyes fell down all at once, “Woo woo…” She choked up coyly.