My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Ning Qing wanted to bash herself against the wall, but the brutal force holding her two little hands behind suddenly loosened. She lost her balance and collapsed in the snow.

She curled up her legs, placed two slender arms over her chest, and looked up.

The handsome figure that had been in her mind appeared suddenly; Lu Shaoming is here.

When had he returned?

Had he come to save her?

Lu Shaoming grabbed the maniac’s wrist and twisted it slightly. With a crack, the maniac screamed as his hand was fractured.

Lu Shaoming did not give him any chance to recover. His long legs kicked the manic’s crotch so hard, wind could be felt. Another scream rang throughout the countryside. Ning Qing saw blood splashing all over. Lu Shaoming had kicked and burst that man’s crotch area.

This was the second time that Ning Qing had seen Lu Shaoming attack someone. He was always in control of his enemy, taking them down with one move. Today, he was also swift and fierce.

When Ning Qing was stunned, her eyes, which were not focused, suddenly met the man’s black eyes.

He was wearing a black woolen overcoat and looked down at her. His firm and handsome face looked at her coldly on this snowy day with incomparable coldness.

Ning Qing instantly burst into tears.

She looked down in panic. She knew how pathetic she looked at the moment.

If she had guessed correctly, he must have seen her pinned against the wall when he arrived. That pervert was behind her, his trousers off, while her lower body was cold and she had no clothes to cover herself.

She was originally impure enough, and now she showed him such a terrible image.

Ning Qing preferred to bash her head and die then.

Tears plopped into the snow. When she was at a loss, her body suddenly felt warm. A black woolen overcoat was wrapped around her tightly.

The next second, the man picked her up. Her weak body that had gone stiff from the cold had finally returned to his warm and broad embrace.

Ning Qing dared not look up at him. She wanted to stay away from him. At least, she could not stay near him with her tainted breath.

But his arms were wound so tightly around her. His strength was so great as if he were going to crush her into his body.

Doesn’t…he think that she’s impure?

After a long walk, she saw Zhu Rui waiting with the police car. Zhu Rui came forward and said, “President.”

“Mmm, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

“Yes, sir.”

Lu Shaoming carried Ning Qing into the car. The car was warm and heated. Instead of putting her down, he sat her on his lap and held her tightly in his arms.

Ning Qing’s tears flowed uncontrollably. How could he still treat her so well?

She was not worthy.

…

Lu Shaoming carried Ning Qing into the bedroom in the villa. Auntie Yang did not come in but waited at the door. Ning Qing was gently put into the bed.

Ning Qing kept her eyes closed as she did not know how to interact with him.

But the next moment, he ripped off the woolen overcoat wrapped around her with his two big palms, and then he ripped it from the neck of her cashmere sweater and ripped her clothes apart.

Ning Qing was frightened and hid under the blankets. She didn’t have any more clothes on her body. He had torn away her cashmere sweater, and only her underwear was intact.

Ning Qing’s long, butterfly wing-like eyelashes fluttered with alarm. She bit her lower lip and cried out with fear and shame.

What was he doing?

She felt the man’s big palm pressing her shoulder down and turning her over, then slowly moving down, holding onto her slender ankle and spreading them outwards.

“No!” Ning Qing finally couldn’t help but screamed. She pushed at him and cried for mercy. “No, please, please…no.”

Did he want her?

Not at this time, please.

She wanted him to preserve some dignity for her.

Ning Qing cried so sadly that her fair and creamy little body curled up tightly on the bed. Such a small bundle, like helpless as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She cried so hard she could hardly breathe. The girl’s sobbing voice had a delicate air about it, deep hollows appeared on both sides of her delicate clavicles, making her figure beautiful.

Lu Shaoming held out two fingers and gently clasped her tiny jaw. “What do you think I want to do? I’m just checking to see if you have any wounds on your body.”

Ning Qing was stunned. His voice was flat and almost emotionless, but she stopped her sobbing slightly. Her tiny body moved uneasily. She wanted to free her ankles. She muttered weakly, “No need to check… The man did not touch me…there”

After three seconds of silence, Lu Shaoming’s alluring scent vanished as he got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

He quickly returned and carried her horizontally. “Since there are no wounds on your body, take a hot bath to avoid catching a cold.”

She was gently placed into the bathtub. The temperature of the water was too hot, she suddenly shivered when she touched the hot water, after adapting to the water temperature. She felt so comfortable that even her pores had opened up.

She opened her eyes, but still dared not look at him. He stood beside the bathtub, she saw his trousers when she looked down; the bottom of his trousers were wet, probably because he had run the bath for her too quickly.

Ning Qing was sitting in the bathtub. The surface of the water was covered with a layer of bubbles and rose petals, but this could not cover her full figure.

There was a strange sense of ambiguity in the air, but it was embarrassing to Ning Qing.

He had always been a modest gentleman, but there were a few times when he did not know how to avoid situations like these.

Ning Qing gritted her teeth and covered herself with two small hands. Her voice was timid and she was still panting after crying. “Can you leave the room?”

“Ok,” Lu Shaoming answered lazily, his voice hoarse. “What if I say no?”

Ning Qing trembled, and the tears in her eyes fell again as they landed in the water.

Lu Shaoming frowned immediately. “I’ll take a bath in the next room. You soak a little longer and ask me to bring you your pajamas when you’re ready.”

Lu Shaoming left the room.

…

Ning Qing saw that the door of the bathroom was closed. She held hot water in her hands and poured it down her shoulders.

Her limbs that had frozen stiff since last night had thoroughly warmed up, her entire body soaked in hot water and felt incomparably warm.

She took a soft towel and rubbed the skin at her waist where that pervert had touched her until it turned red.

Fortunately, she had not been soiled.

He had saved her in time, just by a few seconds.

How did he find her?

Her originally chaotic mind did not want to think about anything at the moment; she only knew that Lu Shaoming was back!

She had relied on him unknowingly. He was her harbor. As long as he was there, she would feel extremely safe.

Ning Qing looked up at the bathroom and her little face turned red. She didn’t know what he had meant. Asking him to bring her pajamas? Couldn’t he bring her pajamas in the bathroom in advance?

She was just musing about it when knock knock, a couple of knocks sounded at the door. The man’s voice was low as he said, “Ning Qing, are you done? It’s been 20 minutes. The bath water’s getting cold.”

“I’m…done.”

In fact, she had finished washing up some time ago, but she had been embarrassed to call him.

When had he finished bathing? He must’ve waited outside the door for a long time.

The bathroom door opened and Ning Qing looked up. Lu Shaoming’s tall figure was in a dark blue silk robe. The robe had a shallow V-neck. The man’s healthy malt skin was exposed and a strap was tied around his masculine waist. The robe hung down to his calf.

He walked slowly, step by step. Ning Qing even saw his calf muscles clenching as he moved, so restrained but so strong.

Ning Qing’s small face flushed instantly, and her eyes drooped shyly.

Lu Shaoming placed the clean pajamas on the table, took a clean towel from the hanger, and handed it to her. “Stand up and dry your body first.”

Ning Qing needn’t think about it all. He had no intention to leave this time.

Ning Qing stood up and stepped out of the bathtub. She dared not look at him. She took the towel and turned her back. She dried her body quickly.

He handed the pajamas to her.

Ning Qing held the nightgown in her hand. It was a long-sleeved cotton nightdress with light plain flowers. It smelled of the fragrance of flowers and plants after I had been washed and soaked.

He hadn’t given her any underwear, so she could only wear it like that.

Immediately after putting it on, Ning Qing was lifted in the air again. She grabbed his nightshirt collar in shock. “Shaoming, I’m not hurt. Put me down! I can walk by myself.”

Why was he always carrying her and not letting her feet touch the ground. She wasn’t that delicate.

“Mmm, since you can walk by yourself, just take it as me being worried. I don’t know if there’ll be another time where you’ll run away while I’m away?”

Ning Qing’s eyes moistened quickly. Was he…was he afraid of losing her?

Her five fair fingers clutched at his clothes tightly. She was panicked and ashamed. “Shaoming, don’t be like this. You must’ve known what had happened last night. Don’t be so doting anymore. I can’t stand it.”

Lu Shaoming raised his sharp brows and did not reply.

He placed her body under the soft blankets, but he did not leave. He placed an arm under her little head and slept beside her.

Ning Qing looked out of the window. Today’s weather was really strange. It was already sunny outside, already noon.

A pale yellow fringed curtain hung by the window, blocking the piercing sunlight, but the warmth penetrated the curtain and landed on her.

Both of their sets of nightclothes were made of thin materials, and they were cuddling with each other under the blankets. His slightly burning body temperature passed on to her, making her sentimental.

Such an atmosphere, so beautiful.

Ning Qing leaned over and looked at him quietly. His head was half resting on the bed, and his eyes were slightly closed. His tough black hair was still wet. After bathing, the man seemed a little calmer and gentler. His delicate, carved features were lazy and silky.

This languid Lu Shaoming made her heart jump.

Ning Qing slowly extended her hands, boldly wrapped her arms around his neck, and she hugged him tightly.

Lu Shaoming’s lips curved, another big hand clasped her soft waist as he brought her into his arms. Soft thin lips kissed her forehead over and over again as he smiled softly. “Didn’t you say that you can’t stand it anymore, but you can’t bear to part with me now?”

Ning Qing pursed her pink lips and ignored his teasing. Just take it that she was…greedy.

He had saved her from the snow, and she didn’t want to let go.

Ning Qing buried herself in his arms and asked, “Shaoming, do you mind…what happened three years ago?”

“Yes.”

She had asked him directly, and he had answered her frankly. Ning Qing’s body suddenly stiffened.

“Then…do you still want me?”

“Yes.”

That confirmation without any hesitation caused tears to well up in Ning Qing’s eyes. She reached out and caressed his firm jaw. Hot tears landed onto his clothes. “Why? I’m quite likely to…have already lost my first time. I’m not clean. So when you wanted me before, I dare not give it to you… I was afraid of…I know I’m shameless. I have deceived you.”

Lu Shaoming lifted her chin up with two fingers and forced her to look at him.

The girl’s little face was a little flushed after her bath. Her skin was like freshly peeled lychee, tender and sweet. Her eyelashes that were like butterflies’ wings were covered with glittering dew hanging on the tips. Making her look delicate and tender.

“I heard the message you left me. The last thing you told me…I remember. I believe you.”

Last thing?

She said she was drunk and went to the wrong room. She hadn’t seduced him.

He believed her?

No one in the world believed her; only he was willing to believe.

“Since you didn’t mean it, why blame you? Why wouldn’t I want you? What did you do wrong? What kind of era is it now? I married you because I like your unyielding and resilient personality. I like your elegant, exquisite heart. When we got our marriage certificate, I didn’t require you to be a virgin, so you didn’t deceive me.

“Of course, as a man, as your husband, it’s impossible for me not to mind. I’m not a saint. I go crazy with jealousy when I consider the idea that other men have had you, but you forget that it’s all because I love you.”

Lu Shaoming looked down, gently rubbed her lips, and murmured, “Since I love you, I will love you more after something like this. I will cherish you and treat you well in the future.”

This was the difference between this man and Xu Junxi!

Likewise, this was why she loved him.

Lu Shaoming was born a proud son of heaven, a businessman and a noble heir. He got what he wanted without humiliating others. He has a clear conscience and a pure heart, and he had an unspeakable charming character.

Love came so fast that it had made her unable to extricate herself.

Ning Qing’s tears rushed out. The man had always said little, but he said so much to comfort her. He wanted to help her get over it.

Ning Qing’s crying eyes were red and she choked out in a small voice. “Shaoming, this time it’s different. Everyone else knows about it… I’ve really caused trouble this time, waaa…”

“Mmm,” Lu Shaoming said softly, kissing the tears on her little face. “I know, give your husband more trust and don’t worry. These are just trifling matters. Leave them to me.”

Trifling matter?

For her, it was an earth-shattering event.

Ning Qing touched his sharp and handsome face and cried out intermittently, “But Shaoming, I don’t want to drag you down.”

“So you left via taxi?”

“Yes, I had it all planned out. If I leave this place, the gossip will stop… With your prospects, you can choose any girl in the world, and I…”

“Haha,” Lu Shaoming laughed. “You’d abandon your mother and Grandmother?”

Ning Qing stiffened. She quickly and nervously asked, “How are my mother and my grandmother? Is the media harassing them? This won’t do; I’m going to see them.”

She had been so unfilial that she had only cared about her sadness, but she’d forgotten about her mother and grandmother.

Lu Shaoming grabbed her little waist and imprisoned her in his arms. He pinched her soft nose lovingly. “Heartless little thing, only thinking of them now? Don’t worry, Zhu Rui has settled everything properly. Don’t be self-righteous in the future. In fact, for those who love you, it is the best love for them that you stay and continue to drag them down.”