My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming was gone.

He had really left.

Ning Qing sat on the ground and curled up her legs. She buried her little face in her knees and cried bitterly, “Wah… Hubby! Hubby, do you really not want me anymore? I’m your little wife.”

The girl cried helplessly. Her weak shoulders shook helplessly. She had never thought that one day she would have to live without Lu Shaoming. She had never considered what she would do.

Her appearance attracted a large number of onlookers, and everyone was talking about her.

At this time, someone touched her body. Ning Qing looked sideways, and a pair of black, shiny leather boots appeared in her tear-blurred vision.

Ning Qing’s dull eyes lit up in an instant. She couldn’t believe it. She quickly wiped her tears away with her little hand. She reached out, grabbed the man’s trousers, and looked up timidly.

Lu Shaoming, it was really Lu Shaoming!

Sun Jun looked up at Ning Qing’s exposed swan-like tender neck and bright red lips when she was drinking. His eyes immediately showed evil greed. He stood up with his glass and sat beside Ning Qing. “Miss Ning, I went to see your play today. To tell the truth, I really admire Miss Ning’s talent. And your dance with the fairy floral shower awed me so much that I still remember it.

“Thank you for your praise. I’m still young and have many shortcomings. I hope you can give me more advice.”

“Of course I’ll give you advice, of course.” Sun Jun quietly reached out to touch Ning Qing’s small hand on the table. “Miss Ning, it’s not impossible to nominate your play for the Oka Film Award…”

Seeing him stretching out his dirty, indecent hand, Ning Qing quietly retracted her hand, pretending to play with her beautiful hair. She raised her eyebrows, and mustered a woman’s coyness. “What does Judge Sun mean?”

Sun Jun was immediately unhappy that he couldn’t touch Ning Qing’s hand. He did not believe Ning Qing did not understand his meaning. “Miss Ning, you want me to nominate you. How can you repay me?”

“Repay? How does Judge Sun want me to repay you?”

Sun Jun looked at Ning Qing’s dainty little face and her delicate and graceful figure with feverish delight, and suddenly pounced at her eagerly. “Ning Qing, sleep with me. I promise you will be nominated.”

Ning Qing jumped up from her chair in terror. She backed into the corner, and put her guard up. “Judge Sun, what are you talking about? Oka’s nomination is based on merit. I can’t sell myself.”

Sun Jun was nearing her, and he laughed ambiguously. “It’s indeed based on merit, but it’s your merit in bed, Ning Qing. Don’t pretend. You must have been trained after being with that man for half a year. Now let me have a taste of Yong Master Lu’s wife.”

Ning Qing calmly looked at him advancing towards her and did not hide. She wanted to wait for him to come close and then kick him, making sure to end this old pervert’s ways.

But then the door clicked open; Lu Shaoming appeared at the door.

He had waited in the car for a few minutes, but after some time, he could not hold back his worry for her, so he came to check on her. He did not expect to see this.

Sun Jun naturally saw Lu Shaoming too. His was so frightened he began to sweat profusely. “Young…Young Master Lu, things are not what you see. I…I am innocent. It’s her. She deliberately seduced me for the Oka nomination. I…”

Lu Shaoming’s sharp, deep eyes swept over Sun Jun. Dark clouds covered him. His mouth slowly drew up into a bloodthirsty arc as he stepped into the room.

“You’re so stupid that you think I’m just as stupid as you. Do you think I’m unable to discern whether she’s the one seducing you, or you’re the one who wants to molest her?”

Ning Qing didn’t see the man move his feet at all. His strong, straight right leg kicked Sun Jun’s crotch with the force of autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

“Ah!” Sun Jun held his crotch and screamed.

“Give you three seconds, scram!” Lu Shaoming said gloomily.

Poor Sun Jun had suffered the pain of losing half his life, but he still had to stumble and disappear in three seconds. Sun Jun retreated.

…

Ning Qing saw Sun Jun disappear. She approached Lu Shaoming with a couple of steps. The man’s face was very dark. Ning Qing tugged at his sleeve and said coquettishly, “Shaoming, thank you for believing in me, and thank you for helping me teach the old pervert a lesson.”

He’d done it for her before. He had beaten Xu Junxi and kicked the taxi maniac. Now he had protected her.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl and snorted, “You couldn’t have been unaware of that man’s thoughts about you, yet you still accepted his dinner invitation.”

With a charming smile, Ning Qing said, “I did this for a reason. Besides, I can protect myself! Shaoming, your face is so dark. Are you angry? Do you care about me? Hehe, you’ve been caught by me this time.”

Lu Shaoming looked down at her and let one word pass through his thin lips. “Shameless.”

He turned and left.

“Hey, Shaoming!” Ning Qing stretched out her slender arm to block him, tiptoed up to him, and kissed his lower lip.

After being kissed by her, the man suddenly frowned and said with a coldness that could keep someone a thousand miles away, “What are you doing? Are you addicted to kissing?”

She had kissed him boldly in the lounge that night too.

Ning Qing flashed a sweet smile. She kept her hands behind her back as she provocatively lifted her tiny jaw. “Yes, I’m addicted to it, Shaoming. Why don’t I let you kiss me back?”

Because she had just cried, her eyes were still a little red, adding a tinge of weakness to her look, and her provocative appearance with her head lifted caused her ink-black brows to rise, making her beautiful and enticing.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl’s bright red lips, then bent down and kissed her.

Ning Qing hadn’t expected him to really kiss her. This was the first time he has kissed her since he lost his memory.

She was thinking about it when she felt pain at the corners of her lips. The man gently bit her. “Concentrate!”

Ning Qing’s heart was filled with honey. At that moment, the man grabbed her soft waist and pushed her against the wall with a few steps.

Ning Qing was not ready to be held against the wall. Her delicate back hurt a little when it hit the wall. She couldn’t help but beat him with a small tender fist. “What are you doing? You’re hurting me. Are you in such a hurry?”