The boss was shocked and almost released Yin Shuiling reflexively.
He smiled, nodded and bowed as he said, "President Yin."
Yin Muchen had a pair of white hand-made shoes on his feet. He took two steps forward with his hands in his trousers pocket.
The bodyguards who had blocked the road retreated to the roadside one after another, that was how sharp his aura was.
Yin Shuiling looked at the man who approached her step by step. Her bright eyes were like a broken net for a moment. Her fair hands tucked her shoulder-length hair around her cheeks behind her ears. She smiled so beautifully. "Oh, it's my elder brother."
Yin Muchen stopped in front of Yin Shuiling and looked at her. His was so cold, and his lips that looked as if they did not have the slightest temperature parted as he said. "Scram!"
His words were directed at the boss.
"Okay, Mr. Ying, I'll get out of here." The boss was scared and ran away.
