Chapter 573 - Shuiling, I Am Sorry, I Still Do Not Want To Die Just Yet (1/2)

Yin Shuiling lay down on her side, and her back faced him. Upon hearing his words, she opened her eyes and softly asked, “Where did you make a mistake?”

Yin Muchen froze, and actually, he also did not know what he did wrong.

That day, he cancelled the candlelight dinner, and she treated him coldly since then. She wanted the farm and he went to purchase it immediately, but the moment he returned, she said those words to him over the phone.

…

But it was fine whether he had made a mistake or not. As long as she was willing to not be angry, it was all fine as long as she was willing to bother about him.

“Shuiling, if you are angry, it must definitely by my fault. Can we not bring what happened in the past? Don’t go to England — stay by my side and accompany me, okay?”

Yin Shuiling did not say anything, and she closed her eyes once again.

Yin Muchen looked at her small, exquisite face and bent down to kiss her red lips. His voice was soft and pitiful as he said with a hint of coyness, “Shuiling, I am hungry now. Is there any food in the kitchen? Can you make something for me to eat? A simple one is fine.”

Yin Shuiling acted as if she did not hear anything and did not bother about him.

Yin Muchen looked at her for a moment, knew that she was not willing to do so, and stood up a while later. “Then I will go to the kitchen to eat a simple meal. Don’t run all over the place. I will come back very quickly.”

He headed towards the door.

He placed his hand on the handle of the door as he wanted to open the door, and at this moment, a black shadow that entered Yin Muchen’s vision. He turned his gaze sideways to have a look. Between the gap of the sofa and the wall, there was a black pair of men’s briefs.

Yin Muchen could tell at first glance that this did not belong to him.

Then who did this belong to?

Which man?

His broad and tall figure was frozen, and he slowly turned around. He looked at the small, pet.i.te figure on the bed. The corners of his eyes were red before he lifted his handsome eyebrows.

Other than him, there was no other man in this villa, other than… It was someone she brought back.

When did she bring him back?

It was probably while he was in the hospital, in a coma.

He moved his thin lips, wanting to speak, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and at last, he did not say anything at all.

He placed his large hand on the door handle before he walked out of the room.

When he went down the stairs, he felt that his chest was in pain, the large truck that he collided with was made out of transport steel. When both vehicles collided with one another, a beam of steel pierced through the windows in the direction of his eyes. He was quick witted as he turned his head to the side to duck away, but when the second beam came cras.h.i.+ng down, it pierced through the left side of his chest directly, and he was badly injured.

Yin Muchen stood at the top of the stairs as he painted painfully for a moment. After the dizziness in his head disappeared, there was already a layer of cold sweat that appeared on his forehead. He went downstairs and walked into the kitchen.

The lights in the kitchen were not switched on. He stretched his hand out to switch on the ceiling lights. The distant blurry lights spewed down onto his shoulders. The hospital gown was a little too big, and it made his normally broad and tall figure look way more slim than usual. His face was very pale, and he walked to the refrigerator before he opened it up to search for food.

He was really famished. Over the past two days, he was given some nutrition IV drip, and when he woke up, he felt that his stomach was empty.

These three years, he was always busy with work. There were times during business gatherings that he had to drink alcohol and smoke. Aunty reminded him numerous times that he had to take care of his own gastrointestinal system and body, but he did not take it to heart at all.

At this moment, he was ravenous. His entire gastric system was hurting, and the pain was unbearable for him.

There was nothing much in the fridge for him to eat. There would not be any leftovers placed in the kitchen, and everything was fresh and raw.

He had a look before stretching his hand out to take a tomato.

He closed the door of the fridge, and he walked to the sink to wash it.

After cleaning it, he placed the tomato by the side of his lips. Actually, he was very fussy with food. He also did not enjoy eating tomatoes too much, but at this moment, in order to fill his stomach, it was fine to eat tomatoes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to take a bite.

But he was unable to do so successfully because the tomato in his hands was s.n.a.t.c.hed away by a small hand. Plop! The tomato was thrown into the rubbish bin.

Yin Muchen turned his gaze sideways to have a look. Yin Shuiling was here.

She stared at him with her cold, moist eyes.

Yin Muchen smiled and coaxed her with a gentle tone. “Shuiling, don’t throw a tantrum. I am really hungry. My stomach does not feel too good. You go upstairs to sleep. I will go and accompany you later.”

Yin Shuiling did not say anything and just stared at him plainly.

Yin Muchen stretched his tongue out to lick his thin chapped lips. He fluttered his thick eyelashes, and he made a concession with a smile on his face. “Okay, if you do not allow me to eat, I won’t eat then. I would not die just because I am hungry… Let’s go. Let’s go back into the room.”

He went to hold her small hand.

But he was unable to because Yin Shuiling turned around and walked towards the fridge.

She opened the door and used her small, fair hand to pick the ingredients.