My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

“There’s a centipede!” Song Yingjie covered his face with one hand and pointed to his shoes, which he had thrown far away.

Ning Qing bent down and took out the centipede from his shoes. She blinked and laughed. “Are you talking about this?”

When Song Yingjie looked closely, he realized that it was fake.

“You! You did it!”

“Hah, that’s what you said, but I don’t admit to it. I didn’t even know that our arrogant young master was afraid of centipedes. You’re too timid, haha.” Ning Qing laughed at him mercilessly.

Song Yingjie was so angry that he ran upstairs. “Where’s my auntie? I want to tell my auntie.”

The boy walked past her angrily, and Ning Qing fell to her side and was caught by the servant. “What’s wrong with you, Madam?”

Song Yingjie turned his head and looked at the girl who had just laughed like a flower. She covered her belly painfully and said to the servant, “Quickly, call your Madam and say that young master Yingjie had not only frightened me with a fake centipede but also bumped into me.”

“Yes, Madam.” The servant turned around and called.

“Hey, hey!” Song Yingjie stared at her incredulously. Pranking others had always been his specialty, and now someone had snatched it from him? “Hey, what do you mean? That centipede was clearly used by you to scare me. I did not bump into you! You’ve not only spouted blatant lies, but you’re also complaining after messing with me!”

Ning Qing was still holding her belly, but she flashed a provocative smile at Song Yingjie. “So what? Aren’t I such a woman in your eyes? Stupid boy, I want you to apologize for playing tricks on me so many times the other day.”

Song Yingjie sniffed, raised his chin arrogantly and said, “Dream on!”

Ning Qing immediately collapsed on the sofa beside her. She lay down on her back and moaned painfully. “It hurts so much. It hurts so much… Call an ambulance. Call Madam and say some had tried to murder me…”

“Hey, come on! Stop acting in front of me…”

“You apologize!”

Song Yingjie grabbed his hair in frustration. She was so noisy. Only women and villains were hard to deal with. “I’m sorry…”

Ning Qing quickly sat up on the sofa and said, “No need to call her anymore.” She waved her hand to stop the servant, gracefully patted her messy hair, stood up, and went to Song Yingjie. She clasped the boy’s shoulder with her small, fair hand. “Stupid boy. It would’ve been settled long ago if you had just apologized. Don’t act arrogantly in front of me in the future, alright?”

“You…”

“All right, stop talking and come to dinner.” Ning Qing waved her hand and went to the dining hall.

When had Song Yingjie ever suffered from this kind of anger? “I’m not eating.”

Ning Qing’s footsteps did not stop. “If you don’t eat, I’ll ask the servant to keep your plate. You’ll go hungry tonight.”

Song Yingjie looked at the girl. She was already sitting in the chair. The servant served up duck blood noodles. The girl waved, “Where are you bringing them? Young Master Yingjie doesn’t like it. Let me try it.”

“Yes, Madam.” The servant put the duck blood noodles in front of Ning Qing.

Ning Qing took a sip of soup with a spoon. “Wow, it’s delicious.”

So Song Yingjie watched the delicious food originally prepared for him go into the girl’s stomach, and he saw how indulgently she was eating as if she were trying to annoy him.

Song Yingjie was fuming.

His professional pranks had not been surpassed for so many years, but the girl had already exceeded the limit he could accept.

“Hey!” His tone was negative.

Ning Qing took a small bite of rice but did not look up. “Who are you calling ‘hey?’ I have a name. It’s okay to call me sister-in-law or older sister if you don’t want to call me by my name.”

“Hmph.” Song Yingjie rolled his eyes. “Is it appropriate for you to bully me like this while my auntie is not at home?”

Ning Qing stood up quickly after hearing this. She patted her round belly. “Stupid boy. How can you bully a pregnant woman and a baby who has not yet been born while your auntie is at home? Is that appropriate?”

Song Yingjie: “…” Fine, you’re so clever and glib. I’m…going up the stairs.

The servant came to serve the food then. Everyone liked the Madam, so he said a few sincere words, “Madam, Young Master Yingjie had come to ‘play’ several times. Each time we are miserable. I really haven’t seen anyone who can control him; Madam is indeed the best.”

“Of course.” Ning Qing took another bite of duck blood noodles and instantly felt that life was good again. “Punish evil and promote good. We must persist when fighting against evil forces.”

…

In the evening, Song Yingjie was hungry. He walked around the room several times and played several rounds of games. He persisted until 11 p.m., when he couldn’t endure his hunger anymore. He threw away his headphones and went downstairs to find food.

The door had just opened when a servant came with a plate. “Young Master Yingjie, this is what the Madam had told us to prepare for you. Madam said that you wouldn’t be able to endure your hunger all night.”

Wouldn’t be able to endure his hunger?

Song Yingjie frowned. It sounded like what the girl would say.

He looked at the plate. There was a bowl of duck blood noodles, a small bowl of rice, and a plate of meat and vegetables.

“Young Master Yingjie, after tasting the duck blood noodles, Madam felt that it lacked some sort of flavor, so she ordered us to add a kind of ingredient.”

“Ingredients? What ingredients?”

“Fennel. Madam had said that only when fennel was added can it remind people of the taste they missed when they were young.”

Song Yingjie froze while chewing his gum. Sometimes, one’s heart could be so easily touched by a word.

The person who treated him best in the Zhu family was his grandmother. When he was a child. His grandmother often took him to get snacks. He loved duck blood noodles best.

Later, Grandma had passed away, and nobody was kind to him anymore.

In fact, when he was a child, how could he remember the taste of duck blood noodles, what he missed was the happy times back then.

Song Yingjie looked at the smiling face of the servant. He had been to the Lu family home several times. The servant had never laughed in front of him. They were like robots.

“Do you like your madam very much?” he asked casually.

“Yes, Madam is cheerful, lively, and kind-hearted. We can all be happy when we are with her. Besides, Madam and the young master’s relationship is very good. Our young master is always very cold, but when he looks at Madam, his eyes are tender enough to ooze water.”

Song Yingjie listened, and then reached for the plate. The servant said, “Young Master Yingjie, Madam said that if the Master is not hungry, you can eat three meals instead of two, but as long as he eats one meal, he will have to eat properly. In the future, remember the feeling of hunger. Don’t waste food, it’s not easy for the farmers to grow all these crops.”

Song Yingjie: “…” The door was slammed shut with a bang.

He placed the tray of food on the bedside table and then fell onto the bed to think about things. In his mind was the delicate little face. She was beautiful, he admitted.

And she always laughs. She would stare at him foolishly when he played tricks on her but had looked smart when she had tricked him today.

So annoying. Why was she different from what Sister Zhilei had said?

He sat up, grabbed a spoon, and took a sip of the soup. Mmm, the duck blood noodle soup with fennel was indeed different.

She hadn’t allowed him to eat at the table just to let him feel hungry?

Song Yingjie picked up the bowl to eat. When he put down his chopsticks, the bowl was empty.

There was not a grain of rice left.

Even he was surprised.

…

In the evening, Ning Qing returned to the Tea Pavilion Villa. Lu Shaoming was absent. Auntie Yang took good care of her. Her mother visited often too. She drank half a bowl of chicken soup, and after eating until her belly was round, she greeted Auntie Yang and went upstairs.

In the bathroom, Ning Qing took a comfortable hot bath and went to bed, toweling her hair with a dry towel in her hand.

Just then, something rang. It was a white, thin iPad next to the pillow. He had bought it for her to Wechat video call or watch movies when she was bored.

Ning Qing instantly had a sweet smile on her face. There was a time difference while he was on his business trip, but he always spent time chatting with her on video calls before she went to bed.

Her fair little finger accepted the video call. The man’s jawline was distinct, and his precious, compelling, and handsome face appeared in her eyes.

His was using his laptop to call her. He should have just returned to the office after the meeting. With his defined fingers, he took off his black suit and revealed a stylish white shirt underneath. He pulled his sleeves back and sat in a black leather office chair.

Their eyes met and Ning Qing’s autumn pupils glittered with broken bright light. She said in a sweet, waxy voice, “Hubby.”

Lu Shaoming enjoyed her calling him. His bright black eyes moved from her little face, which had just taken been washed and looked particularly red, to her prominent lower abdomen. The man’s voice was low and he had a soft smile. “Wifey, has Little Master Lu been behaving lately?”

“Yes.” Ning Qing nodded forcefully. “Little Master Lu is very good. Every day, except for kicking me a few times, he won’t cause other trouble. He knows his mother is busy.”

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and said, “I heard about Yingjie from Secretary Zhu. Don’t try to be brave. If you can’t handle him, you can send him back.”

“No.” Ning Qing pouted her pink lips. “I can handle it Hubby, I’ve taught that stupid boy a lot tonight. Don’t worry Hubby, Mom had said that she would support me. I’ll hold my own ground. I found that the people of the Song family are all like this. It’s no use for you to be polite to them. You have to be a little fierce.”

The girl was full of vitality as she spoke, and Lu Shaoming’s handsome eyes were full of indulgence and adoration.

Zhu Rui had told him everything that had happened. He always knew that her intelligence was adequate to deal with all difficulties without him. His girl could not only give him the double satisfaction of body and mind, but she could also disagree with him and be his strong backing.

He could go on business trips without worry. She could give him a warm and stable home.

“Hubby,” Ning Qing said with a smile as she suddenly remembered something. “If I hadn’t handled the matter last night, and was caught by Mom, would you misunderstand me?”

Lu Shaoming frowned. “What do you think? Would you leave me alone and choose a 20-year-old monkey without anything? Wifey, don’t be burdened, alright? My woman, even if you had made a mistake or were misunderstood by others, you don’t need to do anything, just hide behind me quietly.”

He let her go because even a lover needs some freedom and space. She was still young and growing up.

But just because he hadn’t asked, doesn’t mean he doesn’t know anything.

As long as she opens her mouth, he would fly back to her side to help her smooth everything out.