My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing took a glass of red wine from the table next to her. She swayed the wine glass elegantly in her hand as she smiled beautifully. “Sure. When Yaoyao gets married, as your sister, how can I be absent and not give you my blessing? I will definitely be there to wish your marriage to be unfortunate!”

Ning Yao’s face grew grave as Ning Qing just cursed her marriage. However, she wasn’t angry but she laughed. She looked up at Lu Shaoming who was nearby. “Sister, who’s the girl next to Young Master Lu? Would she be Young Master Lu’s new lover? Young Master Lu brought his new lover to attend the dinner banquet but forgot about you? How many days has it been? You’ve already fallen into disfavor?”

Ning Qing took a sip of her red wine as she said lazily and coldly, “If Yaoyao says so… A few days ago in the Ning family’s house, I forgot to thank your fiancee for saving me. Yeah. How’s CEO Xu’s injury on his head? He bled for me.”

“You!” Ning Yao was at a loss for words. It seemed that she could never best Ning Qing in a verbal argument.

Ning Qing flashed a condescending smirk at Ning Yao. She turned to leave.

“Sister, where are you going?” Ning Yao asked.

Ning Qing kept walking as she turned around and lifted her index finger at Ning Yao. “Come, I’m going to toast with Young Master Lu. Come along if you think you’re brave enough.”

The crewman in black took the handkerchief and said politely, “Miss, I’ll pass your handkerchief to Young Master Lu.” Then, the crewman followed Lu Shaoming and left.

Ning Yao was delighted. She turned to talk to Ning Qing. “Sister, look! Young Master Lu took my handkerchief. What do you think it means? The other day he sided with you at the Ning family home, but he accepted my handkerchief today. He didn’t even try to hide it.”

Ning Qing didn’t reply. Yes, she was jealous of Yishuang, who stood next to Lu Shaoming, because she was from a wealthy family and they made a well-matched couple. But who the hell was Ning Yao? Lu Shaoming wouldn’t be interested in her nor would she be jealous of her.

But if Ning Yao’s not his type, why did he accept her handkerchief? He knows for a fact that she and Ning Yao are enemies.

Ning Qing paused then walked to go after Lu Shaoming.

She wasn’t dumb. Lu Shaoming was so far away from her earlier but then he was knocked one meter behind her. If she’s not mistaken, it looks like he had chased after her.

Although whatever he did that day made her sad and embarrassed, as long as he was willing to take one step, she was willing to take the other ninety-nine..

Even if she were dead to him, she’d want to know why.

…

At the corridor where the changing room was, it was really quiet. She didn’t know which room was Lu Shaoming in.

When she walked past a room,she could hear noises coming from inside. A woman inside shouted, “Young Master Lu, be gentle.”

Ning Qing was shocked. She heard a man’s muffled voice. “Yishuang, let me.”

Yishuang?

“Young Master Lu, you’re so naughty. Don’t you have a wife at home? Why are you doing this?”

“Stop bringing her up. No touching no rubbing, just like a log… Who could stand her?”

Ning Qing turned around and left.

How could he say that? She didn’t let him touch her? She didn’t let him rub her? Was she like a log?

She hurt so badly that night but she endured it in silence. She knew he was enjoying himself. She was crying as she hugged his neck and kissed him.

She never thought about anything. She was willing to do anything as long as he was happy.

Then, she teased him by saying her legs and her chest hurt but he didn’t understand that she was just acting spoilt before him. She hoped that he would treat her nicely in the future.

However, he changed so quickly. He became so cold. Three months ago, he barged into her life and gave her a beautiful dream. Then, he pushed her into the abyss.

She felt her nose start to crinkle and tears started to flow. Ning Qing began to run, she wanted to leave the suffocating place.

As she made a turn at a corner, she ran into someone. Xu Junxi.

Xu Junxi was stunned as he saw Ning Qing’s face covered in tears. There was pain in his eyes but he sounded unnaturally, “Why are you crying?”

“None of your business!” Ning Qing wiped away her tears with her hand and ran away from him.

But Xu Junxi grabbed her wrist. He heard the noises in the room and he smirked. “Who’s Lu Shaoming with? He doesn’t want you anymore?”

Ning Qing swung his hand away, “No, Lu Shaoming doesn’t want me anymore. I’m upset and I’m crying. Are you happy with that? Haven’t you been waiting for that the day he leaves me? Your dream came true. Go ahead and laugh about it. I have no time to bother with you. Can’t you just let me cry in peace for a while.

Xu Junxi watched as she lost control of her emotions and he felt bitter. He had been looking forward to the day when Lu Shaoming wouldn’t want her anymore, but he didn’t want her to cry for Lu Shaoming.

Why was she crying so sadly?

Why did his heart hurt so much when she cried?

“Ning Qing, don’t shed tears for him. Why shed tears for him?”

“Heh, you ask me why? It’s simple. I’m in love with Lu Shaoming. I fell in love with him!” Ning Qing’s eyes were red as she covered her mouth and ran away.

Xu Junxi was in a trance. She’d fallen in love with another man? In just three months?

…

Ning Qing walked past the banquet hall. Her tears blurred her sight and she couldn’t see clearly. She bumped into a few people as she ran towards the door.

“Who’s this? Why didn’t she apologize when she hit someone? Hey, isn’t it Ning Qing? What happened to her?” The people in the hall started to gather by the door to see what’s going on.

Ning Qing ran very quickly but one of her heels got caught a small stone. She fell and landed on her butt.

It was true. When it rains, it pours.

She supported herself with both her hands as she tried to stand up. She suddenly felt two hands on her shoulders. The man’s unhappy voice traveled into her ears. “Ning Qing, are you done?”

Ning Qing lifted her gaze and saw Lu Shaoming squatted down before her. He changed into a green shirt. It appeared that he had come out in a rush as his tie was still hanging on his neck but he wasn’t wearing a suit.

Who did he say was causing trouble?

“Pak!”

Ning Qing raised her hand and slapped him.

“Psst…” The crowd who had gathered by the door took a breath. Even the banquet organizer, who had just been running towards them, stopped and watched anxiously from afar.

The surrounding air grew thick with tension. No one could believe that Lu Shaoming had just been slapped.

After three seconds, Lu Shaoming turned around and his slender eyes were like a cold blot of ink. They were extremely dark like two clouds of dangerous whirlpool.

“What’s the reason for this? Why did you just slap me?” There wasn’t much emotion in his voice, only deeper tone.

“How dare you ask for a reason? What did you do in the changing room earlier? You…” Ning Qing’s nose was red and she was choking with sobs as she spoke.

Lu Shaoming could understand what she was trying to say. He cut her off and looked towards the organizer of the dinner banquet, “Come and tell her what did I do at the changing room.”

The organizer of the dinner banquet’s legs grew weak as he walked over in staggered steps. He said, “Miss Ning, Young Master Lu was changing in the changing room and I was guarding outside.”

“Liar, I don’t believe in you. You were with Yishuang earlier!” Ning Qing cried as she raised her voice.

Just as she spoke, the man lifted her jaw with two fingers. She was crying so badly and he extended his hand to wipe her tears. He wasn’t exactly being gentle. His rough fingers rubbed against her tender skin and it felt painful. Ning Qing shook her head and did not let him touch her.

He got impatient and pulled her face into his chest. His refreshing scent… The warm yet enchanting scent instantly surrounded her.

Ning Qing wanted to get away, but she felt something soft against her cheeks. He wiped her tears away with the sleeve of his shirt.

“In which room did you see me with someone else? Tell me the room number and I’ll ask someone to get you the surveillance video. Which Yishuang? Let me think. Is it the woman that you heard about over the phone yesterday? Was it the woman standing next to me today? If I told you that I don’t know her and I’ve never looked at her, would you trust me?”