My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing took a deep breath of air. Her emotions were actually calm now, and she asked directly, “Mum, what do you want to do? Did the way I handled the matters regarding Liu Wenlong make you unhappy?”

“Hah.” Song Yajing laughed coldly and did not deny it. “Miss Ning, I will advise you now. Young people don’t try to be so high profile. You being like this really makes others hate you.”

Makes others hate her?

Ning Qing lifted her gaze, controlling the moisture in her eyes.

“Miss Ning, there are only 10 days left in our 3 months promise. We will officially start the countdown. What about this: If Shaoming really falls in love with you, let him bring you to meet me, and let him tell me officially that he would want to marry you and let you enter the Lu family. If you can’t do this, then in 10 day, leave on your own. If you don’t, today would only be the start.”

Song Yajing ended the call.

Ning Qing’s small hand that was holding the phone slowly fell beside her. She lowered her gaze and the tears in her eyes fell.

Lu Shaoming, ah, Lu Shaoming….

Do you know that your mother is bullying me like this?

“Ning Qing, if you want to cry then cry. I won’t laugh at you.” Xiao Zhou had walked to her side when she did not notice, and she stretched out her hand to embrace her shoulders.

Ning Qing turned around and placed her small head on Xiao Zhou’s shoulder. “Xiao Zhou, I am really upset… It has been such a long time. I have worked so hard. Firstly, I wanted Shaoming to fall in love with me again. Secondly, I wanted to use my own hard work to win over my mother in law’s approval and respect, but today, I realized I was wrong. The harder I work, the more my mother in law thinks that I am even…irritating.

“Why does she hate me? It’s all because no matter how hard I try, I cannot change my family background. She looks down on me…because she hates me, so she just so casually uses my mother whom I love the most to start threatening me…

“How is her heart so hard to warm? Isn’t it good that there is another woman who would love her son like she does? I respect her. I have conceded so much to her. I don’t want to battle with her. I sincerely want to be her family. I want to address her as mother, because she has given birth to such a good son Lu Shaoming and given him to me. So I want to be filial to her, but…”

“But it is not of any use, it is really useless.

Xiao Zhou patted Ning Qing’s back lightly. She did not know how to comfort Ning Qing. She was not Ning Qing, and she could not understand the pressure that Ning Qing was withstanding right now.

“… Ning Qing, everything will turn out well…”

Ning Qing cried for a while, then lifted her head. She blew her nose and wiped her tears. “I am fine now. I am fine after I cried it out… Xiao Zhou, let’s go; let’s go bring my mother back home…”

Xiao Zhou followed behind Ning Qing and asked worriedly,” Ning Qing, are you really fine? You…”

Ning Qing’s expression was normal. Only her eyes could not hide her sadness. She laughed lightly and said, “I am fine, nobody can make me fall. We have entered the countdown for the three months promise. My mother in law is probably more nervous than me. If not, she would not directly attack my mum.”

“Ning Qing, what should we do next?”

“What should we do?” Ning Qing shrugged her shoulders and said, “We will follow the wishes of my mother-in-law.”

“What? Following your mother-in-law’s wishes would mean to let go of Lu Shaoming. Ning Qing, are you joking with me?”

Ning Qing laughed and did not speak.

Xiao Zhou hated her deliberately mystifying look. She could not help but ask curiously, “Ning Qing, why don’t we tell Young Master Lu? At least we can tell Young Master Lu that his mother is bullying and threatening you. She is even scaring you. Only Young Master Lu can protect you and your family.”

“Yeah.” Ning Qing nodded her head and said, “I also thought of this, but, if there are any rifts between a mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law… A smart daughter in law would not directly tell the man that his mother wants to harm her. She needs to let the man realize it on his own. Firstly, doing so would allow him to know that you were wronged and then love you even more. Secondly, he would think that his mother is evil. Heh.”

Ning Qing laughed in her heart. Many people, when you are benevolent to a person, the person instead treats it as you are weak and gracious. Maybe… she should also start to tear it up…

….

Ning Zhenguo was driving, and Ning Qing accompanied her mother in the back seat. Her phone rang and she received a text message.

She opened the message; it was a text from Lu Shaoming.

[Let’s have dinner together tonight.]

Ning Qing glanced at the message, and then put her phone back into her pocket.

Yue Wanqing was puzzled and asked, “Qingqing, is that a text from Shaoming? Why are you not replying?”

Ning Qing placed her small head and laid it on her mother’s shoulder to act coy and said, “Mum, I won’t reply. I won’t go anywhere these next few days, I will accompany Mum.”

“Silly girl.” Yue Wanqing was displeased, but her lips could not help but smile, and she stretched out her hand to take her daughter into her arms.

…

The trio returned to the Ning villa. Ning Qing placed her mother on the bed, the phone in her pocket could not stop ringing, and she had many WeChat messages.

She left her mother’s room, and she went into the living room to take her phone to have a look. The man had sent numerous WeChat messages.

[What’s wrong?]

[Why are you not bothering with me?]

[Are you still busy? I will drive to pick you up.]

Because she did not give any reply, he sent many question marks after that. He then attached a picture. It was a photo of a small boy that had no teeth touching his head with a naïve smile. He typed [Baby….]

Ning Qing curled her lips into a smile. Her eyes had a gentle ripple in them. The way he typed “Baby,” was like the way he acted cute towards her. He was pleading with her to reply to his messages…

Ning Qing bit down on her pink lips. She prepared to put her phone away, but at this moment, a phone call came.

The man could not bear to wait, and he called her.

She pressed the key to answer.

“Hello…” The man’s low and charming voice rang out from the other end. It was very gentle, and it brought a lingering warmth along.

Ning Qing lifted her eyes, one “Hello” from him was enough to remind her of all of her grievances.

She was not willing to speak.

The man on the other end was sharp and noticed her abnormal behaviour. He asked in a low tone, “Ning Qing, what is wrong with you? Tell me. I am driving now, I am on my way to pick you up. Where are you now?”

Ning Qing pouted her pink lips and said, “…I am fine, you don’t have to pick me up. My mum got hit by a motorcycle in the afternoon. She is not mobile, I need to stay at home to take care of her…”

She did not finish her words, and she heard the ding ding tone of the line being cut off.

The man had hung up.

…

After 5 minutes, the front doorbell rang

Ning Qing went to open the door, and Lu Shaoming stood outside.

The man was dressed in a white tailor made Armani shirt and black trousers. He was handsome and charming, and the sleeves of the shirt were folded a few times, exposing his bronze arm. Two fingers on his left hand were casually holding onto the car keys, and another arm was holding a fruit basket.

The man had rushed here. Ning Qing saw that his built chest was still gasping for air slightly. He brought along with him a clean and pure aura that was chilling.

Her mother was sick. He did not forget to bring a gift. He brought along a fruit basket.

“Why are you here?” Ning Qing asked while looking at the man.

When the girl normally looked at him, she would be just like a small kitten that saw its favourite food. Her eyes would be bright as she pounded onto him, letting out a “Meow!” in the process.

Even though they were dating for over a month, this admiration and freshness had not disappeared one bit.

But when she saw him today, she did not seem surprised or delighted. She instead had a frown on her face and it seemed like… she did not exactly welcome him.

Lu Shaoming slightly lifted his handsome eyebrows, “Ning Qing, don’t you welcome me here? Can you allow me to go in to talk?”

“Oh.” Ning Qing stood sideways and allowed him to come in.

When he came in, the girl used one small hand to lightly place it on the handle of the door. She lowered her gaze and did not look at him. Lu Shaoming’s expression in his eyes darkened, and when he stepped inside, he directly used his left shoulder to bang into her.

Ning Qing’s body was unsteady and she tumbled towards the left side. She struggled hard to balance her body, and she stared with moist eyes and looked at the man. Her meaning was — What are you doing?

One of Lu Shaoming’s hands was inside his pocket. His bright black eyes had a touch of unrestrained maturity of a man. He narrowed his eyes to scan the girl’s figure and his meaning was — I am banging into you.

Ning Qing was bright red. She cruelly turned around and closed the door, and she did not look at his evil and playful appearance.

He…was getting more and more naughty.

It was because nobody would now that this young master of a wealthy family would also learn how to act like a little gangster on the streets, and he had used his shoulder to hit a girl.

Frivolous.

“Young Master Lu, why are you here? Come in quickly.” At this moment, Ning Zhenguo walked out.

Lu Shaoming took out his hand from his pocket and stood up straight to regain his poise. He stepped forward and his lips were in a half curl that could be taken as a classic polite smile. “Uncle, how are you? I heard Ning Qing said that Aunty was hit by a car, so I came to visit.”

“Young Master Lu is too polite.”

He and Ning Zhenguo exchanged some pleasantries, then Mr. Ning brought him into the room to look at Yue Wanqing. After confirming that Yue Wanqing was not badly injured, only then did Lu Shaoming walk out.

The moment he walked out, he saw the girl in the kitchen. The kitchen at the Ning house was a half open kitchen concept. The girl was wearing an apron, and she was boiling soup.

Ning Zhenguo saw that Lu Shaoming’s gaze stopped on his daughter, and he immediately smiled saying, “Young Master Lu, stay for dinner tonight at my house. Tonight Qingqing will cook personally. Although her skills are not too good, she will still make something barely passable. Young Master Lu can be the judge of it.”

Lu Shaoming’s eyebrows comfortably loosened and his thin lips moved, and he wanted to say — I would accept this proposal.

But before he could do so. “Father, Young Master Lu has already had his dinner, so you don’t have to persuade him to stay. Young Master Lu is busy with his work; he will be leaving in a while.” Ning Qing poked out her small head from the kitchen.

Lu Shaoming heard her words and his expression darkened.

“Haha.” Among the three people, the most awkward person was Ning Zhenguo. He already knew that his daughter and son-in-law were in the middle of a cold war. He awkwardly laughed twice and said,” Young Master Lu, then you have a seat. I will go back to the room to take care of Qingqing’s mother.”

Ning Zhenguo quickly left the scene.

Ning Qing plainly looked at the man’s handsome face, and then withdrew her small head and then continued to boil the soup.

Lu Shaoming lifted his hand to loosen two buttons on his shirt and lifted his feet to walk into the kitchen.

…

The warmest part of a home would be either the bedroom or the kitchen. No matter how angry Lu Shaoming was, at this moment, he could not bear to continue. The girl was dressed in a pink dress. It was designed tight at the bottom with a short skirt exposing her two thin yet toned, long legs. Her soft, white toes were hidden under mustard-yellow slippers. She was nimble yet curvy, and had the air of a youth.

The neck of the apron had a thin strap. The aqua blue apron had a flower border, and it was elegant and feminine.

It was still his first time seeing her cook. He froze for a few seconds and was a little infatuated with her.

He could not tear his gaze away from her.

He went forward and stood behind her. He knew that he was being vulgar, but he could not help but channel his gaze downwards to look at her short skirt and her thin legs. He swallowed his saliva and went forward, “Ning Qing, I still have yet to have dinner.”