My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“There’s a centipede!” Song Yingjie covered his face with one hand and pointed to his shoes, which he had thrown far away.

 Ning Qing bent down and took out the centipede from his shoes. She blinked and laughed. “Are you talking about this?”

 When Song Yingjie looked closely, he realized that it was fake.

 “You! You did it!”

 “Hah, that’s what you said, but I don’t admit to it. I didn’t even know that our arrogant young master was afraid of centipedes. You’re too timid, haha.” Ning Qing laughed at him mercilessly.

 Song Yingjie was so angry that he ran upstairs. “Where’s my auntie? I want to tell my auntie.”

 The boy walked past her angrily, and Ning Qing fell to her side and was caught by the servant. “What’s wrong with you, Madam?”

 “Yes, Madam is cheerful, lively, and kind-hearted. We can all be happy when we are with her. Besides, Madam and the young master’s relationship is very good. Our young master is always very cold, but when he looks at Madam, his eyes are tender enough to ooze water.”

 Song Yingjie listened, and then reached for the plate. The servant said, “Young Master Yingjie, Madam said that if the Master is not hungry, you can eat three meals instead of two, but as long as he eats one meal, he will have to eat properly. In the future, remember the feeling of hunger. Don’t waste food, it’s not easy for the farmers to grow all these crops.”

 Song Yingjie: “…” The door was slammed shut with a bang.

 He placed the tray of food on the bedside table and then fell onto the bed to think about things. In his mind was the delicate little face. She was beautiful, he admitted.

 And she always laughs. She would stare at him foolishly when he played tricks on her but had looked smart when she had tricked him today.

 So annoying. Why was she different from what Sister Zhilei had said?

 He sat up, grabbed a spoon, and took a sip of the soup. Mmm, the duck blood noodle soup with fennel was indeed different.

 She hadn’t allowed him to eat at the table just to let him feel hungry?

 Song Yingjie picked up the bowl to eat. When he put down his chopsticks, the bowl was empty.

 There was not a grain of rice left.

 Even he was surprised.

 …

 In the evening, Ning Qing returned to the Tea Pavilion Villa. Lu Shaoming was absent. Auntie Yang took good care of her. Her mother visited often too. She drank half a bowl of chicken soup, and after eating until her belly was round, she greeted Auntie Yang and went upstairs.

 In the bathroom, Ning Qing took a comfortable hot bath and went to bed, toweling her hair with a dry towel in her hand.

 Just then, something rang. It was a white, thin iPad next to the pillow. He had bought it for her to Wechat video call or watch movies when she was bored.

 Ning Qing instantly had a sweet smile on her face. There was a time difference while he was on his business trip, but he always spent time chatting with her on video calls before she went to bed.

 Her fair little finger accepted the video call. The man’s jawline was distinct, and his precious, compelling, and handsome face appeared in her eyes.

 His was using his laptop to call her. He should have just returned to the office after the meeting. With his defined fingers, he took off his black suit and revealed a stylish white shirt underneath. He pulled his sleeves back and sat in a black leather office chair.

 Their eyes met and Ning Qing’s autumn pupils glittered with broken bright light. She said in a sweet, waxy voice, “Hubby.”

 Lu Shaoming enjoyed her calling him. His bright black eyes moved from her little face, which had just taken been washed and looked particularly red, to her prominent lower abdomen. The man’s voice was low and he had a soft smile. “Wifey, has Little Master Lu been behaving lately?”

 “Yes.” Ning Qing nodded forcefully. “Little Master Lu is very good. Every day, except for kicking me a few times, he won’t cause other trouble. He knows his mother is busy.”

 Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and said, “I heard about Yingjie from Secretary Zhu. Don’t try to be brave. If you can’t handle him, you can send him back.”

 “No.” Ning Qing pouted her pink lips. “I can handle it Hubby, I’ve taught that stupid boy a lot tonight. Don’t worry Hubby, Mom had said that she would support me. I’ll hold my own ground. I found that the people of the Song family are all like this. It’s no use for you to be polite to them. You have to be a little fierce.”

 The girl was full of vitality as she spoke, and Lu Shaoming’s handsome eyes were full of indulgence and adoration.

 Zhu Rui had told him everything that had happened. He always knew that her intelligence was adequate to deal with all difficulties without him. His girl could not only give him the double satisfaction of body and mind, but she could also disagree with him and be his strong backing.

 He could go on business trips without worry. She could give him a warm and stable home.

 “Hubby,” Ning Qing said with a smile as she suddenly remembered something. “If I hadn’t handled the matter last night, and was caught by Mom, would you misunderstand me?”

 Lu Shaoming frowned. “What do you think? Would you leave me alone and choose a 20-year-old monkey without anything? Wifey, don’t be burdened, alright? My woman, even if you had made a mistake or were misunderstood by others, you don’t need to do anything, just hide behind me quietly.”

 He let her go because even a lover needs some freedom and space. She was still young and growing up.

 But just because he hadn’t asked, doesn’t mean he doesn’t know anything.

 As long as she opens her mouth, he would fly back to her side to help her smooth everything out.