Chapter 454 - If Heaven Had Feelings, It Too Would Age（Yin Family’s Story） (1/2)

Yin Shuiling was eight years old. She was the single socialite of the Yin family and a known beauty in T City.

She was born a beauty, with smooth fair skin, delicate willow eyebrows, a dainty nose, cherry-like mouth, and a slender and delicate silhouette. Her beauty was beyond description.

Her most beautiful feature was a pair of natural monolid eyes. The ends of her eyes curved up like in a portrait. With her bright eyes and gleaming teeth, her eyes were bright and flowing.

Although she was only eight years old, she already had some bright and lovely charm.

And because she was only eight years old, her amazing facial features had not yet blossomed. Everyone in T City was waiting for her to blossom.

Yin Shuiling was strict with herself when she was young. She learned ladies’ etiquette and went to kindergarten to learn piano, dance, and painting. Her skills were top-notch in everything, which amazed her teachers.

She had entered an aristocratic kindergarten, where most of the kids were either from rich or n.o.ble families. When school was over, all the luxury cars would stop outside to pick up their children. At that time, there would always be a beautiful scene that attracted everyone’s attention. She would be wearing an elegant white mesh skirt with a pink cardigan on the outside, and her long black hair would neatly hang over her shoulders. With a princess lace covering her forehead, a driver would pick up her small schoolbag as she slowly got in the car.

The dignitaries in the other private cars would always ask, “Son, what’s the name of that little girl?”

The son answered, “That’s Yin Shuiling, the most beautiful girl in our school. She’s like a fairy, Dad. You have to work hard to make money in the future to allow me to take Yin Shuiling as my wife.”

At that time, the Yin family was not really upscale in T City, but the reputation of the Yin family, because of Yin Shuiling, became well known throughout T City.

At that time, there was a joke among the commoners that giving birth to a son was not as good as giving birth to a daughter, and that they should give birth to a daughter as exquisite as Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling was satisfied with herself and her family. Her parents spoiled her; she was the apple of their eyes. To her, her parents had never quarreled and were very loving.

But this warm and harmonious image was broken one day when she went down the stairs and Dad led a big boy in.

The boy wore a white t-s.h.i.+rt and blue jeans, and carried a schoolbag in his hand. His clothes seemed to have been washed many times as they were very faded, but they were very clean.

Until many years later, Yin Shuiling could still remember when she saw him for the first time. The 18-year-old boy was still very thin, but he was very tall. He was more than 1.7 meters tall. He was handsome. His slightly long and soft fringe covered one of his narrow dark eyes. His eyebrows were sharp, and his nose was tall and straight. He was the most beautiful boy Yin Shuiling had ever seen. As if he had just walked out from a comic book.

While she was stunned, her father Yin De looked at her, smiled, and said, “Shuiling, this is Yin Muchen. Because something happened in his family, he has to stay at our house during this period. Muchen is ten years older than you. You’ll call him ‘Older Brother’ in the future. You two need to get along well.”

Staying at her house?

Yin Shuiling was not a stingy girl. She nodded quickly. “Okay, Dad. h.e.l.lo, Older Brother.”

Yin Muchen raised his head and looked at the girl without any expression.

He had treated Yin Shuiling coldly. No one had treated her so coldly since birth. Usually, those boys, whether 20 or 2 years old, would glance at her more than once.

She pouted her little pink lips.

Yin De quickly opened his mouth and said, “Shuiling, Muchen has just arrived and is not used to the surroundings. You’ll get closer naturally after some time. I’ve asked the servant to clean up the room for Muchen. It’s next to your room. Now take Muchen up to his room.

Yin Shuiling was generous and did not argue with him about that. The visitor was a guest. She flashed a sweet smile as she said, “Older Brother, come with me.”

Yin Muchen, carrying his schoolbag, followed her upstairs.

…

Yin Shuiling pushed open the door and went in. The room had been tidied and was very clean. “Older Brother, you’ll live here in the future. I’m next door. If you need anything, you can call me.”

Yin Muchen went forward and put his schoolbag on the bedside table. He didn’t look up. His soft fringe covered his eyes. His handsome side face was very indifferent. “Thank you.”

Thank you?

Yin Shuiling felt that it was very rare. So he also knew how to be polite.

But he had only looked at her straight on once since arriving here.

Didn’t they say that you always have to look people in the eyes when thanking them? She thinks that he was only thanking her on the surface, when in fact, he wasn’t thanking her in his heart.

“Older Brother, you’re welcome.” She gave a good-tempered reply.

The boy put down his bag and went into the bathroom.

Seeing him go, Yin Shuiling quietly stepped forward. She stood by the bedside and looked at the schoolbag he had been carrying. It looked old, but he had been carrying it as if there were treasures in it.

Yin Shuiling was curious.

The bedside table was taller than her, so she stood on her tiptoes. Today, she was wearing a pastel yellow dress, exposing half of her smooth, fair legs. Even a random posture and figure of the girl who had learned dancing since childhood was graceful and delicate.

It was bad to look in someone else’s schoolbag, so she held her breath and peeked secretly.

She unzipped a corner of the schoolbag. She saw it. She saw it. It looked like a…small airplane.

Right then, there was a roar behind her. “What are you doing?”

Yin Shuiling was really shocked. Instinctively, she took a step backward. She stretched out her fair little hand to pat her chest. “Older Brother, you scared me…”

Yin Muchen came to place his schoolbag on the bed and then blocked it with his body. He looked directly at Yin Shuiling. His beautiful silhouette was tight. “Who allowed you to look at my things?”