My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The car parked in front of the grand theatre door, Yoon Shuiyan got off the car, and the little party on the driver's seat asked, “Da Da, when will I come to pick you up? ”

Yoon Shui-yan glanced at the watch, "It'll take about three or four hours. ”

“Okay.” Xiaofang nodded, “I'll go back to the studio. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Yoon Shuiyan nodded, waving her hand at Xiaofang, then lifted her footsteps to the steps of the grand theatre and walked into the lobby.

What Yoon Shui-yan didn't know was that the moment she walked into the lobby, a black Bugatti Vallon stopped, the driver's car door opened, and Yoon Dawn walked out.

In the last three years, he switched cars, from Rolls-Royce to Bugatti Willon.

Out of the car, Yoon Twilight looked up at the grand theater. At this time, "Ding” shouted, a luxury car parked beside him, the door opened, and Lu Shaoming walked out.

“Major Lu. ”

“President Yoon. ”

Two men shook hands politely.

“President Yoon, are you free to come to the show today? ”

“Isn't this a public good? Now that we're all here, I'm going to show you a little bit of thin power. Young Master Lu, Mrs. Lu has become more capable in the past few years. Her winery quickly stabilized its heels in the red wine industry. In these years, she has taken the drama team to charity activities. This is a really good thing. ”

Lu Shaoming picked his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were filled with love, "She, I like to fool around. I usually support her whenever she is happy. Come on, President Yoon, let's go in. ”

“Okay.”

The two entered the grand theater together.

When he entered the lobby, he saw a lot of celebrities in T City. Everyone shook their hands and greeted him. At this point, Lu Shaoming turned around and found Yoon Twilight staring at him and said, "President Yoon, what's wrong with you? Why are you a little distracted? ”

Yoon Twilight shook his head and looked blunt. “It's okay. ”

He just felt his heart beat a little faster, like it was out of control.

The moment he entered the lobby, he smelled a little fragrance, very familiar with the fragrance, which had intrigued him once, but he had not smelled it carefully.

What makes him think she's here when his mouth squeezes a thin, self-derisive curve?

She's not back yet.

Looks like he missed her too much.

……

In the makeup room behind the theater, the entire theater team was in charge of costumes and makeup. For the past three weeks, Zhou married Lu Shaoming's secretary, Zhu Rui, had a little daughter, and the family was very happy. Ning Qing busily handed over the studio to Zhou, Zhou was already a sister.

Yoon Shui-yan looked at these old people looking so beautiful and she smiled, “Ching Ching, what corner are you missing? I'm here. ”

Ning Qing took a spear with red cloth from a pile of props and handed it to Yin Shuiyin, "Shuiyin, our drama today is classic, Yang Menzhuang, you play Mu Guiying. ”

“Mu Guiying? Isn't that the lady? No, Ching Ching, go on your own. ”

“Shuiyin, you forgot that when you went to high school, there was a school performance. Is that Mu Guiying? Your voice is sweet, your voice sings well, so don't be modest. ”

“Yes, Miss Yoon, you and Ning Ching have such good feelings. Who's going to play the same?” Zhou handed the tablet up.

Yoon Shui-yan looked at it and stopped making love. She was really good at this mixed performance. “Okay.” She should go down.

……

The curtains of the entire theatre hall were all pulled up and the lights were on the stage. The public service gig was invited by the honorable people with faces in T City. On the seats in the left and right rows, Lu Shaoming sat on the left and Yoon Twilight took the right.

These large public service occasion seats are the most reflective of a person's identity status. After spending three years at the age of 37, Yoon Twilight started out with his bare hands and was able to sit flat with the Lu family.

Yoon Twilight sat quietly in his seat. He looked indifferent. In fact, he was not interested in any theatrical performances. He could totally have Ma Rui send him a charity check.

But the other day, Ning Qing called him personally to make sure he came to see today's play.

In the past three years he has no old people, relatives, lovers, friends... these have all gone away from him, but for Ning Qing, Yoon Shuiyan's good sister, he will still give three faces.

The woman was the last soft of his heart, so he also offered a little mercy to Ning Qing.

At this time, the curtain on the stage opened, the lobby clapped with the tide, and the drama officially began.

In an ancient blue shirt, a beautiful figure of a woman dressed as a man appeared. The man put the spear behind him and crimson shouted, "Where is the thief running? I am Mu Guiying, wife of Yang Zongbao! ”

The sound was crisp and round, such as the pearls falling into the jade tray, which attracted all the hearing as soon as they swung back into the lobby, making it intolerable to listen.

Yoon Twilight listened to the sound and shocked. He was looking at the man. His nourished long hair became a smart ponytail. The outer face of the flared white robe was covered with a blue gauze. One lip at the end was red-toothed white, and he looked refreshed.

Someone behind this was whispering, "Isn't this Miss Yoon? Is she back? ”

“It should be Miss Yin. You see, Mrs. Lu is also out. Turns out the drama is the same stage as the two sisters. It's wonderful. ” …

Yoon Twilight's sitting posture remained unchanged, freely revealing the man's brilliance. His eyes were full of the blue figure on stage. Turns out it was not his illusion. She really came back.

Everything around him slowly retreated in his world, and he looked at the woman, and he never thought that one day she would suddenly appear in front of him like this, as if many years ago, when he was 18 years old, she also appeared so playfully, ruining his life.

The corner of Yoon Twilight's mouth dyed a shallow curve and tenderness.

Yoon Shuicheng saw Yoon at first sight. The man's seat was too conspicuous, and even if he was thrown into the sea, he could be recognized at first sight.

Yoon Shui-yan burned her whole face. She glanced at Ning Qing herself. That means --- you did it again!

Ning Qing picked Liu Mei to smile, which means --- push you.

Yin Shuiqi's direct intention was to poke Ning Qing with a spear.

……

The play was over, Yoon Shuihuan was removing her makeup in the backstage dressing room. She stared at Ning Qing with bright black eyes, “Qing Qing, what's going on today? Didn't you say it was just a public service show? Well, then... how did he get here? ”

“Shuihui, it is indeed a public service performance, but there must be charitable donations for the public service performance. Shuihui, don't you know that this performance invites the priceless ownership of T City. Speaking of who is the richest man in T City right now, Brother Yin is second, nobody dares to come first, I will definitely invite him to bleed. ”

“You..." Ning Qing said righteous words, Yin Shuiyang could not disprove a word. In the past three years, Ning Qing's teeth were still a bit clear.

Yin Shuiqing was annoyed. Where would she have thought of so many things involved in a public service show when she returned home? She only came here because she trusted Ning Qing, and was put together by Ning Qing.

She said she was angry.

“Come on, Mizuki, don't be angry. Get dressed. You and Brother Yoon are going to see each other sooner or later. ”

Yoon Shui-yan picked up the clothes, “Okay, Ching Ching, I can see that. Whatever you say, you make sense. ”

NK: It's necessary.

……

Yoon Shuiqing changed his clothes and came out. At this time, there was no one in the dressing room, nor could he see Ning Qing's figure. Yoon Shuiqing had a headache. This Ning Qing didn't know what to do with her back.

“Ching Ching, Ching Ching...” She called twice and walked to the door.

As soon as one foot crossed the threshold, Yoon Shuiyan saw Yoon Sunset in the hallway. The man wore a handmade black shirt and suit pants, well cut. He wiped his pants in his pocket with one hand and a cigarette in his hand. He only gave her half a firm, cold side face and that deep, charming corner line, handsome collapse.

Yin Shuiyan lagged, she had not had time to react. Yin Twilight flanked herself and turned to her. He extinguished the half-cut cigarette in his hand in the ashtray and then looked at her.

Yin Shuiyan suddenly crashed into his deep, gentle eyes.

Yoon Twilight took a closer look at her. From the top down, from her willow brow to the bright red lips, he pulled his long legs apart and walked to her and opened his mouth low. "Are you back? ”

“Mm-hmm." Yin Shuiyin avoided his eyes.

Yoon Twilight looked at her escaping expression and pulled up her lips, “Where are you going now? ”

“I'm going out. ”

“Then let's go. ”

“... oh.” Yoon Shui-yan seemed a little passive.

Two people walked in the hallway, Yoon Shui-bin didn't speak, and his magnetic joy line rang from ear to ear, “All these years, are you okay? ”

Yoon Shui-yan reached out and snagged a strand of hair on his cheek behind his ear, “Well, that's good. ”

Yoon Twilight looked at her with her eyes. Today she wore a black perspective T-shirt, a white pleated skirt with a waist under it, and a pair of simple one-button sandals on her feet. Today she no longer needs those bright colors, so black and white paired with the elegance of the intellect that lined her. Especially if the T-shirt now shows the curve of her delicate demon, and the black bra, which is unique to her age, the sexiness of her face.

She also lost her lunar teeth on her right face.

“Aquarius, you're beautiful again. ”

The man suddenly came here, Yin Shuiyan's two rows of densely combed long lashes trembled, she didn't know what to return to him, can't be... you've become handsome too?

She didn't look up, just “heh” twice.

The two voices exchanged for a man to laugh down.

Yoon Shui-tung thought he was stupid.

……

The elevator came, the two of them walked into the elevator, Yoon Twilight pressed the floor Ken.

Yin Shuiyang stayed away from him, her face was a little hot. The moment she entered the elevator, his shirt clothes rubbed over her clothes, and she smelled the male smell on him.

It's as clean as it used to be, but it just adds another... rich smell.

Knowing that this is a healthy and mature masculine smell on him, Yoon Shui-yan didn't let him get old for a minute. He grew more mellow and rich like a treasured red wine, and this rich smell completely emanated.

Yoon Shuiyan is all souffle.

This feeling is out of control.

She was ashamed.