My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyuan were cleaning up the mess. Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing were staying in the local hospital in Miao Jiang. Ou Luoxi had been pushed into the intensive care unit.

 Jian Han took a small medicine box and treated Ning Qing’s wounds.

 Ning Qing’s right cheek was extremely swollen, with bright palm marks on it. The corners of her mouth were injured, and residual bloodstains remained. A black suit that she had gotten along the way was draped on her body, and the beauty of chaos and frailty shone through her miserable state.

 Jian Han held the cotton ball with pliers to clean the wounds on Ning Qing’s face. Ning Qing furrowed her eyebrows and painfully screamed, “Sister Jian, it hurts! Lighter.”

 Lu Shaoming stuffed both hands into his pockets and leaned against the wall of the corridor. He heard the unending sounds of the woman’s grief and pettiness. He looked sideways at her.

 A few strands of her wavy hair was stuck to her little face. Her face was like an abandoned kitten’s. Bloodstains and tears were everywhere. The big black suit made her body seem petite. Those autumn pupils were beautiful, black, and moist as if water would flow out of them.

 It was no wonder Tang Xueli liked her.

 “Lu Shaoming, don’t…”

 Before she could finish speaking, her little hand was caught, and with a casual pull from the man, her little hand was pulled away, and the torn fabric at was scattered.

 Ning Qing’s small face was red, and her small hand, which rested against his chest, balled up into tender fist to hammer him, but it was no use. The man used three fingers to restrain her two small hands.

 Ning Qing struggled fiercely to shake him off and cover herself. His shirt and trousers were priceless, while her clothes were torn and ragged. It was extremely shameful.

 Looking up, she saw the man looking down at her body. Ning Qing fiercely turned her face away. She didn’t need to think to know that he was looking at where Tang Xueli had touched her.

 Her jeans below were suddenly touched. Ning Qing bit her pink lower lip and looked pale with fear. “No, he didn’t touch me…”

 He did not touch me below.

 So please don’t look at it.

 Lu Shaoming took his hand away and raised his eyes. He stared at the woman’s pale little face with eagle-like eyes, smiled, and said, “You feel ashamed now? Why didn’t you prepare yourself for the most shameful outcome when you went to the Han Palace?”

 Ning Qing heard his tone. He was laughing at her.

 Ning Qing’s nose was red, and her eyes were full of bright tears. Hadn’t she done all this for him?

 He didn’t even speak a word of comfort to coax her.

 “Lu Shaoming, go away, I don’t want to see you ever again. You take my kindness for granted and think that I have other intentions instead. You are a big, bad bully.

 “If you would have agreed to let me enter the Han Palace in advance, I would not have contacted Luoxi to ask for his help. Now, Luoxi is injured and still unconscious. Do you know how much I blame myself? What if something happens to Luoxi? What should I do then? I won’t want to live anymore…”

 Ning Qing’s heart was devastated. In her heart, she had regarded Luoxi as her younger brother — the beautiful young man with a sad life, who grew up with the wolves in the deep mountains at the age of 8. She hoped that he would recover.

 If she would have known that Luoxi would be injured, she would rather have died than drag Luoxi down.

 She was under such pressure, and instead of easing her worries, he satirized her.

 All his attention was focused on whether she had been sullied by Tang Xueli.

 Ning Qing’s tears fell like pearls of a broken necklace. Large drops of tears fell. She cried and complained, “Lu Shaoming, I see it clearly now. You just want to know what Tang Xueli had done to me. He touched me and kissed me. All the marks on my body were left by him. Are you satisfied? If you think I’m dirty, then don’t stay with me anymore. I don’t want you either.”

 The woman cried so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath. Her weak, fragrant shoulders trembled fiercely. Her eyes and nose were red. Her fair, delicate face was swollen because of the slap, and her fair skin was covered with marks from being handled roughly.

 Lu Shaoming’s eyes were full of heartache and pity. He put his hand on the back of the head and took her into his arms. He looked sideways and kissed her little face. He laughed and softly said, “You’re my wife. You’ve been touched by other men. I don’t even have the right to ask?”

 Ning Qing ignored him and kicked him with both hands and feet.

 Lu Shaoming tightened his arms and hugged her trembling body tight. “Alright, Ning Qing, stop crying. Luoxi will survive. He will be alright.”

 Ning Qing stopped struggling. She looked at the man through blurry tears and asked, “Really?”

 “Yes, really, I promise.” He touched her lips.

 Ning Qing was comforted. This man had always been her sky. He would never lie to her.

 Luoxi would be all right.

 Lu Shaoming clasped her petite waist and carried her to the table. “What are you doing?” Ning Qing struggled to come down.

 The man put his long leg against her and refused to let her move. He had a tube of ointment in his hand. “Don’t move. Doesn’t it hurt? I’ll apply some ointment for you.”

 Ning Qing bit her lower lip and felt a sweetness in her heart. He had kept the ointment in his trousers pocket. Just now, he was probably checking her body to see where she was injured.

 Can’t he just say it when he’s concerned about her?

 She had thought that…he minded that she had been touched by Tang Xueli.

 In her heart, she was a very traditional woman. In her life, she could only have one marriage, and only one man. If she had been sullied, she would feel dirty.

 That was why she had been so nervous in the corridor just now.

 Afraid that he was suspicious of her.

 Afraid that he minded.

 Lu Shaoming gently applied the ointment to her. Ning Qing’s eyes did not know where to land. Her small hands firmly clutched the shirt on his arm.

 Suddenly, she felt the man’s big, rough hand going around behind her to unbutton her clothes. Ning Qing was anxious and pressed his hand down. “I’ll do it myself.”

 The man pulled out his hand and smiled softly. “What are you thinking? I’m just applying the ointment. There’s a lot of work to be done outside. Luoxi is still in the ward. I’m not in the mood.”

 Ning Qing’s blood rushed to her head. He hadn’t meant that, but her thoughts were unhealthy.

 He unbuttoned her clothes. The man looked at her intently as he applied ointment to her. His heart ached for her so much. The girl he had held in his hands and pampered had suffered so much because of him.