My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

As they walked into the large banquet hall, Tang Fan looked at Jian Han as he said with a smile, “Jian Han, how come you have come here? You could have given me a phone call beforehand.”

 “We came here last minute to look for someone, Tang Fan. Thank you. Thank goodness you were here, if not, we probably wouldn’t have been able to get inside. Come, let me introduce you to her; this is Ning Qing.”

 Ning Qing looked at Tang Fan, and she heard that he was Tang Xueli’s brother. But compared to the air of recklessness on Tang Xueli, Tang Fan was just a medical student, the impression that he gave others was very warm, and they were two totally different people.

 “Mr Tang, how are you?”

 “Miss Ning, how are you? Who are both of you looking for? I will bring you over to search for them,” said Tang Fang.

 Jian Han said, “We are looking for Young Master Lu.”

 “Young Master Lu?” Tang Fan turned sideways and looked to a spot that was nearby. “Isn’t the one talking to my second younger brother right now Young Master Lu?”

 “Ning Qing!” But the man grabbed her slim wrist, and the unhappy voice of the man rang out in her ears. “You are throwing a tantrum with me just because of this? Could it be that you do not trust me?”

 “Let go of your hand!” Ning Qing used all the strength in her body to shake him off, and she lifted her legs as she ran out.

 But she was unable to run, because her slim waist was firmly entangled by his muscular arm, and her entire being crashed into his warm, broad chest.

 At this moment, the people outside the lift looked at this scene and all covered their mouths. With one hand, Lu Shaoming held the girl, and with the other, pressed the close button on the lift without a single expression on his face.

 “Lu Shaoming, let go of me! Let go!” Ning Qing was struggling in his embrace.

 “Ning Qing, don’t throw a tantrum with me.” Lu Shaoming brought her small hands behind her back as he took one step forward with his long legs. He forcefully used his kneecap to press onto her two slim legs as he directly pushed her into a corner of the lift.

 Ning Qing could not escape his embrace. There is a huge difference in strength between men and women. She was a frail young girl who was easy to bully in his embrace.

 Ning Qing was panting, and she stared with bloodshot eyes.

 There was really no hint of warmth in her eyes.

 Lu Shaoming felt her gaze to be painful, and his left hand that was free came up to lightly pinch her cheek as he smiled evilly. “Ning Qing, withdraw your gaze, ok?”

 Ning Qing looked at him, and her eyes did not have tears in them anymore. She laughed softly and said a single word: “No!”

 She would not withdraw her gaze. She just wanted to see what to see what he could do with her.

 How could he not understand her thoughts? He lightly raised his eyebrows. Okay then — she had won. He indeed could not do anything to her.

 The hand that was pinching her cheek weaved its way into her hair, and he pressed her small hand into his embrace. His voice was gentle as he said, “Ning Qing, stop making a fuss, okay?”

 Ning Qing’s body froze, and her head was pasted on his chest, and with a slight tilt of her eyes, she could look at herself in the mirror.

 Her features were still pretty as usual, but it was pale, without a single trace of blood. Her eyebrows did not have their usual vigour, and she looked depressed and frail.

 In the short period of two months time, how did she become like this?

 “Lu Shaoming, I will ask you for the last time: What else do you have to say to me?”

 Lu Shaoming heard her definite, firm tone, and it felt like a long needle poking its way through his heart. He was both flustered and in pain.

 What should he say to her?

 What could he say?

 He was under a love spell, so he could not say anything, and he also could not do a single thing.

 “Ning Qing, I am sorry. Can you give me a little more time? Wait for me okay?”

 Ning Qing closed her eyes both weakly and hopelessly. She slowly smiled while as she said, “Lu Shaoming, I realize that I have really pampered you to a level that is beyond belief. It is not like just because I smile at you every time, my heart does not hurt. I obviously have shown that I love you, so you can treat my love for you like this?”

 “Ning Qing, don’t say it that way! I love you. You only need to know that I love you, and that should be enough. Give me some time. Take care of yourself and Little Young Master Lu. I will go pick you up.” He kissed her forehead, and slid down slowly to kiss her lips.

 Ning Qing did not protest, and she opened her eyes as Lu Shaoming shut his. She noticed how he looked as he kissed her.

 “Give me a time frame,” she calmly requested.

 Lu Shaoming froze as he kissed her.

 Ning Qing continued, “Give me a time frame for how long I’ll be without my husband, and a time frame for how long little Young Master Lu does not have his father around.”

 Lu Shaoming left her lips.

 He let go of the hand behind her back, and Ning Qing watched the man look down with a frown on his face. She placed her head lightly on the wall and closed her eyes slowly.

 Ding! The doors opened up.

 Lu Shaoming swallowed his saliva and stood up straight. He could not look at the girl as he softly said, “I have to go.”

 The sound of footsteps rang in her ears, and Ning Qing opened her eyes. In her line of vision, there was a sea of darkness.

 Once again, she could not see.

 Lately, she’s lost her sight frequently, and she was long accustomed to this type of darkness. She did not get flustered anymore.

 “Wait a minute.” She spoke without a hint of emotion in her voice. “Bring me back home.”

 She could not see anymore, so he had to take her home.

 Lu Shaoming stopped in his tracks and was silent for a few seconds. He took out his phone from his pocket and said, “Hello, Secretary Zhu, send a car over here…”

 He ended the call, and he placed his phone back into his pocket. He panted slightly, and the feeling of the love spell activating itself did not feel good. He calmed his emotions as he turned around.

 “Ning Qing, wait for a moment, the car will be here in a…”

 He had not finished the word “moment”, and the lift was empty. Ning Qing had already left.

 His pupils contracted, and he yelled, “Ning Qing!” He went to give chase.

 ….

 Ning Qing used one small hand to feel the wall. She bumped around many spots, and her footsteps were slow as she walked.

 She did not know where she would go to, but she simply did not want to stay in that tight, suffocating elevator.

 Bang! Her forehead crashed into a pillar head-on, and she fell to the floor.

 She caressed her forehead with her small hand. The intense pain made tears stream down her face.

 She had never been this helpless before.

 At this moment, a few girls walked over. They stretched out their hands to help Ning Qing up. “Miss, are you alright?”

 Ning Qing shook her head while she said,” I am fine.”

 A girl in the group noticed that Ning Qing’s beautiful eyes were unable to focus “Miss, your eyes…can’t see? Is there anything that we can help you with?” she asked in concern.

 “Yes.” Ning Qing nodded her head. She curled up the corners of her lips as she said, “Thank you everyone. Can you bring me to the main entrance and help me flag a cab? I want to go home.”

 “Sure.”