Chapter 500 - Let’s See If Older Brother Wants You Or Me
My Dangerous Billionaire Husband
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
âAn Mengwen likes me. Every night, when I go over, she always pesters me. I donât like her at all. But I canât say that. We are not related at all. Why should she appreciate my talent?
âHowever, An Mengwenâs father appreciates my talent and wants me to marry into the family. Her fatherâs probably afraid that I will suddenly fly away one day and abandon his daughter. So even if he has been keeping in contact with your father through letters, he would not recommend me over those two years.
âI investigated and heard that your father was studying some case from back then. One day, I secretly slipped in a letter when An Mengwenâs father was sending a letter to your father, on which I wrote my personal opinions. Because of this letter, your father knew me and helped me without reservation.
âIt happened to coincide with the financial crisis in the United States. I spotted the right time to buy some down stocks back then and earned huge profits, and I gained a little fame. But fame was just fame. Do you know how difficult it was to survive in the United Statesâ financial industry? I was just a poor boy who had no power, no background. I had just made a little money. In the eyes of those people, I was just new money. So I thought to myself, I want to fight my way into the financial industry.
âHow did I do it? I raced with those people. On those high cliffs, I raced as if I didnât cherish my life and got first place. I went to the casino to gamble. I didnât even blink my eyes when I spent thousands that night. Those people saw that I dared to play and slowly accepted me from the bottom of their hearts.
âItâs impossible to rely on intelligence alone in the financial industry. Compared with those with backgrounds, Iâm a little bit less informed. What should I do then? Ah, I have good looks on my side. In recent years, countless socialites and even powerful peopleâs mistresses had liked me. â
âI had no choice. I started to walk among the flowers. I remember one year, when a socialite wanted to sleep with me. I was 22 years old at that time. It was my first time, and I found An Mengwen. Actually, I never felt like I was at a loss. I could pick my women. I never wanted women who are not pretty or have a bad figure. Every single time, I could indulge myself with them and glean valuable inside information. Iâve always had the advantage.
âHow could I not have gotten the advantage? I was a poor boy. There were wolves and tigers surrounding me. Every step I took was on thin ice. In the American financial industry, where they donât even spit the bones out after eating others, I just slashed my way through a path of blood and rooted in it completely. It only took me four years. Countless people admired me.â
Yin Muchen laughed, and as he laughed, it was as if he couldnât stop. A 25-year-old man had the right to laugh when he was so successful.
But why was there so much self-mockery, desolation, and vague sadness in his laughter?
Yilin felt her eyes fill with warmth. Suddenly, warm tears slid down from her cheeks. She held his palm and apologized profusely.
Yin Muchen held her small jaw with two fingers, and his eyes were filled with gentleness. âYilin, you donât need to be sorry. There are few people I want to thank in my life. You and the professor are definitely two of them. I remember this one time when I had been stabbed. You took me to the hospital, stayed by my bedside, and kept crying. Yilin, from that moment on, I wonât sleep with you. Do you understand? â
Yilin shook her head and looked at him with dim eyes. âI donât understand. Iâm different from those women. Yin Shuiling is different from those women as well, but why donât you want me but want her instead? â
Upon hearing Yin Shuilingâs name, the manâs dark eyes were immediately covered with a layer of soft affection. He raised his lips, smiled, and said, âTo be honest, I donât know why I want her so much either.
âBack then, I was 18 years old. My father had just died, my mother had run away, I was alone, and then she appeared just like that. She always loved to follow me and call me Older Brother. She would only eat rice and leave me the meat. She would hold my neck and tell me she would protect me. In the seven years in America, she would avoid making friends then tell me over and over again that she misses me. The world is so big, but her eyes and heart only have space for me. â
âBut,â Yilin shook her head, âMuchen, you and her will never be able to be together. I donât understand. You have already endured for seven years. In those seven years, you have been indifferent to her. Didnât you live a good life as well? Keep a little distance now, let her live peacefully, and allow yourself to live peacefully as well. Isnât that good?â
âYilin, I never felt good at any point over those seven years when I had ignored her. I couldnât ask about her. Because for one, her father and I were on opposite sides after all. I couldnât let her be my weakness. Another point: how could I ask about her with her status when I had no power or ability? â
Yilin was in tears. She had known this man for five years. He had to put on a show and have a woman superficially. Although she had been jealous, she wouldnât mind.
But this time, she really minded. Could his last words be mean that the girl is the one who had supported him mentally and allowed him to overcome those seven difficult years in the United States had been the girl?
Because the girl was too beautiful and attractive, he needed to make himself stronger to protect her.
This was probably all that a man could do for a woman.
âMuchen, she just treats you as her older brother. She doesnât know anything about how you want to develop your relationship with her. Even if you go to her room and bed her now, she wouldnât resist, because you are her older brother. Donât you feel ashamed to do all the things a man would do to her as her older brother? If you really care about her feelings, you should not touch her and destroy the siblinghood yourself. â
After Yin Muchen heard Yilinâs words, he was stunned and confused momentarily. Is it shameful?
He had always felt that it was shameful.
But...
âYilin, I havenât felt that I was at a disadvantage in the past few years in the United States, but people love to be clean. I think Iâm dirty. The dirtier people are, the more they want to be around clean and beautiful people who are like angels. Iâm tired too. Those body doubles are starting to make me feel disgusted. I want to embrace the girl as we sleep.
âOver those seven years, I missed her no less than she missed me. She became the last soft spot in my heart after all those noise and filth I had been through.
âBesides, although I have had women, I always thought to myself that the first girl I kissed, the first girl I became a man on top of, even if she was only 8 years old at that time, I still think that she is my first woman.â
Yilin suddenly stiffened when she heard that. She looked at the man in front of her incredulously. âMuchen, you...â
...
Yin Shuiling stayed in the room for an hour until the Auntie knocked at the door and asked her to eat.
She went into the bathroom and washed her face, then she opened the door and went out.
When walking through the corridor towards the stairs, Yin Shuiling saw Yilin coming from the other side. Yilin had changed into a long dress.
Yin Muchen was not there. The two women stopped instantly after catching each otherâs gaze.
Yilin looked at the girlâs delicate and beautiful face, and she had to admit that this girl was the proudest masterpiece of God; she was perfect and flawless.
The girl who had appeared in Yin Muchenâs life during the most difficult stage, she was like a little angel. Besides, the age of 18 was when a boy was filled with restlessness. They liked to play and roll in bed without restrictions. The desire that arose while facing such a beautiful girl had probably resulted in Yin Muchenâs obsession.
Yilin didnât want to give up.
She wouldnât give up, either.
Because Yin Muchen and the girl would not be able to get together.
Yilin took the lead in saying, âLittle Sister, I have something to tell you.â
Yin Shuiling took a look at the stairs and straightened her back. In a soft voice, she replied, âSister Yilin, I have something to tell you too.â
Yilin wanted to talk reasonably with her and move her with emotions, so she smiled and said, âLittle Sister, I like your brother. Can I be your sister-in-law? Look, Iâm beautiful and my family background is good. If your brother marries me, I promise... â
âNo!â Yin Shuiling steadily shook her head and interrupted her.
Yilin was not discouraged. âLittle Sister, I know you have been with your brother all this time, so it will be very uncomfortable for you to accept a sister-in-law. But with one more sister-in-law, you will have more love. I will love you with your brother in the future... â
Yin Shuiling still shook her head. Her delicate tender face was firm. âI like my older brother,â she softly replied.
âLittle Sister, I know you like your older brother, but your older brother needs a woman and a wife other than his sister...â
Yilinâs words came to an abrupt end, because she suddenly got the meaning of Yin Shuilingâs âlike,â and her eyes widened incredulously.
Yin Shuiling met Yilinâs eyes. She stepped back to the stairway. âSister Yilin, I like my brother, but I donât like you. I donât want to drive you away, but youâve been pestering my brother. Now, letâs try and see who Older Brother wants. Does he want you or me? â
Yilin was frozen. She didnât understand Yin Shuilingâs words.
At this time, the Auntie came out of the kitchen and said, âMiss Yin, Miss Yilin, dinner is ready...â
The girl standing at the stairway was very agitated as she said, âSister Yilin, donât do this. I wonât leave my older brother... Ah!â
With a scream, the girl leaned back and fell down the stairs.
The Auntie could hardly breathe. She watched the little ball fall from the top floor to the bottom and then rolled to her feet.
The girl lay on the ground, her forehead oozing with blood.
âAh, Miss Yin! Call a doctor. Call a doctor quickly!â
...
Yin Muchen, dressed in a black suit, came back from outside. There was an important meeting at the office. He had rushed back in a hurry and was followed by Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya. The autumn night was filled with cool air. The handsome face of the man seemed to be chilled to the bone.
The man quickly walked up the stairs, and the doctor came up right behind him. âYoung Master Yin, Miss Yin fell down the stairs, and her head was bleeding. Fortunately, the injury was not serious. I handled the superficial wound carefully. There wonât be any scarring. In the next few days, Miss Yin will need to rest.â
Yin Muchen tightly pursed his thin lips. He shot the Auntie a sharp look and asked, âWhat happened?â
The man had always been gentle and refined and seldom had such a temper. Auntie timidly replied, âSir, I donât know what was going on. Just as I came out of the kitchen, I saw Miss Yin and Miss Yilin standing at the stairway and arguing. It looked as if...Miss Yilin asked Miss Yin to leave you. Miss Yin was so agitated that she fell down the stairs after taking a bad step. â
So Yilin, who was standing on one side, received a bleak and cold gaze from the man.