My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Okay, Madam.” Zhu Rui nodded.

Her grandma in the back seat was looking around curiously through the car window. She hadn’t been out for three years and she found everything interesting.

“Qingqing, where Junxi? Why isn’t Junxi here?” Grandma suddenly turned around to ask Ning Qing.

Hearing Xu Junxi’s name made Ning Qing feel helpless. She and Lu Shamoing were on bad terms because of that man.

“Grandma, Junxi is very busy. Please don’t bring him up again. He and I…” Ning Qing carefully weighed her words and organized her speech as she explained tactfully.

Yue Wanqing looked shocked. She said, “Qingqing, why is Grandma still talking about Xu Junxi? You brought Lu Shaoming home last night. Didn’t you introduce Lu Shaoming to Grandma?”

“I…” Then, Ning Qing felt aggrieved. She told her mom about what happened the night before. Of course, it didn’t include what they had done in bed.

“Is there anything else? If not, I shall hang up. Go to bed early,” the man said over the phone.

“Oh,” Ning Qing came back to reality and replied. Then she heard him hang up.

Yue Wanqing brought a bowl and chopsticks to the dining table. She watched her daughter’s back and asked, “Qingqing, is Shaoming coming back tonight?”

Ning Qing turned around and pretended to smile, “Mom, Shaoming is not coming back. He has a dinner to attend.”

Yue Wanqing didn’t think much but exhorted, “Man is the most tired when they have to entertain their clients. Qingqing, don’t go to bed early tonight. Wait up for Shaoming. If he happens to be drunk, cook him a bowl of soup to sober up. He probably will not have eaten much at the dinner. Ask if he’s hungry and cook him a bowl of noodles.”

“Mm!” Ning Qing nodded.

…

Ning Qing waited until ten at night. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room while she read a script for one of her projects. She took a two-day break and she would be going to set early the next morning.

Then, she heard the door open. Lu Shaoming walked in.

He was wearing a blue shirt with grey slim fit slacks. He didn’t wear a tie and his shirt was slightly unbuttoned. It was a casual suit, the kind with four buttons. He looked very handsome.

His eyes were bright and clear and he didn’t look drunk. He lifted his eyes and saw her in the living room. He supported himself against the front door as he changed into room slippers.

Ning Qing quickly got up and walked to him. “Shaoming, you’re home!” She helped unbutton his suit for him.

Lu Shaoming didn’t reject her. He stood straight and looked at her delicate face as he asked, “Why aren’t you asleep? Have Grandma and Mom gone to bed yet?”

“Mm, Grandma and Mom are asleep. I stayed up to wait for you.” The living room was very quiet, and she’d only left a single dim light on as she was afraid she might wake the others up. Ning Qing spoke softly in a flirtatious tone. In the silent night, her voice stirred a commotion in one’s heart.

Lu Shaoming didn’t hold back and looked at her again.

Her head was at the height of his chest. She tiptoed when she took off his suit for him. As she did that, she rubbed against his shirt and her scent filled his nose.

“Shaoming, did you drink?” She asked softly.

“Not much.” He focused as he looked at her sleepwear. It was a yellow sleeping gown with a wide collar that revealed her beautiful collar bone. The puffy sleeves were three quarter in length and her forearms were exposed. Her arms were smooth and small.

Lu Shaoming lifted the corners of his lips and smiled. He didn’t know what she was trying to do. Normally, she was only willing to wear a white cotton shirt, which was rather conservative. But now, she was wearing such an outfit.

Maybe she trusted him too much. He said that he wouldn’t touch her the night before and she wore it without worries.

But the yellow highlighted her skin tone. She was as beautiful as if she were only sixteen.

Ning Qing put his suit in her arms and she looked at him with her pair of beautiful eyes, “Shaoming, I won’t cook you any soup to sober you up since you haven’t had much to drink. I can cook you a bowl of noodles, or you can have dumplings. Which do you want to eat?”

Lu Shaoming didn’t say much. He put one of his hands in his pocket as he fixed his gaze on her.

Ning Qing blushed. She showered for him, and it had taken her a long time to pick the right sleeping gown. He must like it, right?

She knew she did wrong and she was pleading guilty. She didn’t want the cold shoulder from him.

She knew clearly just how many women were into him. Hearing Yishuang over the phone made her jealous. She didn’t like him looking at other women.

She could dress up very beautifully too. Women often dress themselves up for their loved ones. If he likes it, she could dress up for him every night.

As long as he’s not angry.

She raised her hand to tuck away a lock of her hair that fell next to her cheeks. Ning Qing pinched her earlobe as she bore an embarrassed and nervous expression. “Shaoming, why are you looking at me?”

The man took the suit away from her arm with two fingers and he said calmly and slowly with a slight reprimanding tone, “Go back to your room and put on some pants. Aren’t you cold dressed like this?”

The enchanting charm disappeared in an instant. The man turned to go upstairs. “I’m not hungry, go to bed. I have to work in the study room.”

The man disappeared before her eyes and Ning Qing had yet to recover from the shock.

She ran to the front door and looked at herself in the mirror. She turned around, That’s right. Lovely figure. Looking beautiful.

Why didn’t he like it?

She intentionally asked him why he looked at her. Shouldn’t he answer something along the line that she was beautiful? Then, she would have replied flirtatiously that he’s being annoying. After that, he would pull her into his embrace. She’d already prepared all her lines.

But he told her to go back to the bedroom to put her pants on?

When did he become so inconsiderate?

Dang, dang dang!

What does he want?

She already lowered her ego to cheer him up. He treated her like that the night before but she dressed up so beautifully for him against the next day. She wore so little shamefully and she was afraid that her mom or Aunt Zhang would see. She did everything in silence just to make him happy.

She held back her urge to ask about Yishuang and asked if he wanted noodles or dumplings like a nice wife, but he walked away after he removed his suit. He didn’t bother with her.

Humph, so pissed!

…

Ning Qing was really angry. She stomped her foot at the front door and only went upstairs after a while. She wanted to go back to her room but she turned and walked to the study room instead.

She didn’t know how to cheer the man up. She hardly sees the man throwing a tantrum and she never thought it would be so difficult to cheer him up when he’s angry.

She stood by the door and reached for the doorknob. She then opened the door quietly.

Through the gap, she saw a beautiful man coming out of the shower.

Lu Shaoming had just taken a shower, and he was wearing khakis with a white shirt. He only buttoned one button of his shirt and his sun-kissed tan skin was exposed.

His muscular figure had a graceful outline and his six-pack could make anyone drool.

His body wasn’t bulky like those who worked out all year round but he had an elegant yet exquisite look. There wasn’t any extra chunk of meat on him. His broad shoulders and narrow waist could be compared favorably to any male model.

His hair was still wet. He held a towel with one hand to dry his hair.

Ning Qing blushed at the sight.

She could even sense the tenacious desire below his waist, which was powerful.