My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

She saw someone approaching, and her entire body froze.

 It was not Lu Shaoming.

 It was Zhou Dayuan.

 Zhou Dayuan walked into the hospital ward, and he had a glance at Yue Wanqing who had already fallen asleep, before he walked to Ning Qing’s side. “Ning Qing.”

 Ning Qing put the magazine down and stood up slowly. “…Older Brother Dayuan.”

 Zhou Dayuan curled his lips into a smile, then said, “I thought that you would never address me as Older Brother Dayuan anymore.”

 Ning Qing tugged the corners of her lips, and she could not help but channel her gaze over his shoulders. She looked at the direction of the door.

 The man strode over towards her direction.

 Physically, the two of them were already close, and once he advanced, the pure air on his body came towards her. Jian Han anxiously retreated two steps backwards towards the wall.

 With her retreat, her back directly hit the wall behind her.

 Zhou Dayuan stopped before her. He did not behave like other men would and place her in a kabedon. He still had one of his hands in the pocket, and the corner of his coat flapped around his arms. His trousers were perfectly straight, like an arrow. His clean black wool sweater was wrapped around his white, skinny hands, and every part of him could stand against the test of time. He was exquisite and charming.

 “Doctor Jian, what do you mean by what you said just now? You reminded me saying that Ning Qing is my good buddy’s wife? I was talking to Ning Qing in the stairwell, and she ran out crying. What were you thinking inside your mind?”

 He saw through her thoughts, and Jian Han was a little flustered.

 It was not that she was suspicious of him, but Ning Qing was a girl whom many men would fall in love with easily.

 “You have misunderstood me.” She defended herself.

 A black shadow flashed before her eyes, and the man stretched his hand out towards her. Jian Han did not expect him to touch her, and she shut her eyes in shock.

 A mocking laughter rang out through her ears, “How have you not changed even a little after all these years? Once I move, you close your eyes. You thought that I wanted to kiss you?”

 After realizing that he was fooling around with her, Jian Han opened her eyes suddenly, and her face was crimson red as she glared at him. “Zhou Dayuan, do you think this is a joke?”

 Zhou Dayuan’s pure eyes scanned her red lips, and he seemed to have a smile on his face, but he did not speak.

 Jian Han cast her eyes sideways, and she was not willing to look at his rogue yet cultured demeanor.

 In the past, when the two of them were dating, he would accompany her to shop while they held hands, and she was chit chatting enthusiastically. This genius from Oxford University did not have much to say in response. When they hit a corner, he liked to pin himself against her, cupping her face while he kissed her.

 Every time he looked at her lips, it was a hint that he wanted to kiss her.

 Now, everything has changed.

 At this moment: “Jian Han.” A man was coming in her direction.

 Tang Fan.

 Tang Fan was dressed in a white lab coat. He was refined and handsome. The nurses and doctors walking past all bowed down and greeted him politely. “Director.”

 Jian Han saw Tang Fan and speedily stood up straight. She stretched out her hand to tidy the clothes that she was wearing.

 Zhou Dayuan looked at her anxious behaviour and had a light smile on his face as he said, “I didn’t even touch you. Don’t look as if you were caught in the middle of an affair.”

 Jian Han: “…”

 Tang Fan walked over and asked, “Jian Han, who is this?”

 “Oh, Tang Fan, let me introduce you to him. This is Zhou Dayuan…”

 As Jian Han opened her mouth, a gust of cold wind blew past her, and Zhou Dayuan had already turned around and left.

 Once again, Jian Han was at a loss for words: “…”

 She looked at the man’s handsome and lanky back profile, and he had one of his hands in his pockets, and another was by his side. The handmade black leather shoes tapped onto the floor very lightly, and those tiny footsteps were very typical of him. He was both quiet and steady as he moved, and he was able to make others feel calm and reliant.

 Actually, this man was arrogant deep inside his bones. He did not need to be introduced, and they were both people with whom he was irritated. He would not care about manners, and once he cast his manners aside, he could just walk away.

 Jian Han channelled her gaze downwards.

 “Jian Han, is that Zhou Dayuan? The man that you call out for in your dreams?”

 “Yeah.” Jian Han nodded her head.

 Tang Fan stretched out his hand to caress her head, and his smile was warm like an older brother. “Since you still like him, why don’t you go to court him again?”

 Jian Han shook her head and said, “I won’t.” She turned around and headed in the opposite direction.

 …

Ning Qing went back to the Lu family villa, and she walked into the bedroom. She glanced around for a moment. She took out a duffel bag and opened her wardrobe to organize her clothes.

 “Qingqing, it is time for dinner.” Song Yajing walked into the room to ask her to have dinner. She saw her packing her own clothes, and Song Yajing quickly went forward to ask, “Qingqing, why are you packing your clothes?”

 Ning Qing lifted her eyes, and smiled gently towards Song Yajing. “Mum, I want to move out.”

 “Move out? Where are you moving to? Are you going back to the Tea Pavilion Villa?”

 Ning Qing’s long lashes fluttered twice and she shook her head. “My mum has been discharged from the hospital. I will move over to my mum’s place to accompany her for a while.”

 Song Yajing’s eyes became red, and she held Ning Qing’s small hand. “Qingqing, it is the Lu family that is sorry towards you, but… We have no other choice.”

 “Yeah.” Ning Qing nodded her head and looked at Song Yajing. “Mum, although I do not know what happened, I think that all of you are doing this for the good of Shaoming. I am fine. You don’t have to accommodate for me. It’s merely a coincidence that my mother needs someone to take care of her, so I should move back there to stay with her.”

 Ning Qing withdrew her small hand, and she organized her luggage.

 After going out of the bedroom, the helper took her luggage in her hand. Ning Qing looked at Little Young Master Lu whom the confinement lady was holding in her embrace, and she opened her arms up. “Little Young Master Lu, come. Let’s go with Mama.”

 The confinement lady did not dare to pass Little Young Master Lu over to Ning Qing, and she gave a subtle look to Song Yajing.