My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Ning Qing was in a blur, and she could not hear what those people were saying clearly.

Who came back?

She instantly opened her eyes, and she quickly lifted the blanket and got off the bed. “Mum, who came? Who came over? Is it those elders? Don’t be afraid, I will come down this instant. I will change into a new set of clothes..”

Ning Qing hurriedly bent her body down, and her two small hands were caressing the bed to look for something, but… she was unable to see anything, and her vision was all black.

All she could see in her line of vision was darkness.

Ning Qing froze in all of her actions. How was she not able to see anything?

A sharp voice rang out in her ear, and her head was in pain. She shouted out in agony and used both of her small hands to cover her own ears.

She shut her eyes in fear.

It was only until then that Song Yajing realized that Ning Qing was behaving abnormally, and she stretched out her hand to hold onto Ning Qing’s slim arms before asking, “Ning Qing, what is wrong with you? Which part of your body feels uncomfortable?”

Ning Qing quickly exhaled two breaths of air, and after the throbbing pain in her small head went away, she opened her eyes again, and she could see…the elegant sky blue blankets again.

She could see once again.

Ning Qing slumped her entire body frailly onto the bed, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. It was all because of shock.

She thought that she could not see anymore.

“Mum, I am fine. What did you say just now? Who is here?” Ning Qing lifted her gaze and questioned her.

Song Yajing caressed Ning Qing’s frail, fatigued little face pitifully, and she curled up the corners of her lips up. She gently said, “Qingqing, Ding Hua has brought Shaoming back. Shaoming has returned!”

Ning Qing’s entire body froze completely.

…Shaoming…is already back?

She widened her eyes, and she did not dare belief, she used her small hand to hold onto Song Yajing’s sleeve as she held onto it very tightly. She was trembling as she said, “Mum, what did you say? Shaoming, he…”

“It’s right. Qingqing, Shaoming has come back!” Song Yajing was firm and confident in her words.

Although she was very strong during this period of time, there was a huge amount of pressure in her heart, and when it was in the wee hours, she would feel that her heart was in such pain that she was unable to catch her breath.

This kind of pain could not be told to anyone else, because Lu Shaoming was not around any longer, and she was the strength of the entire family.

She displayed strength to others, and hid away her weakness secretly by herself.

Only she knew how to bitter her heart was during this period of time.

At this moment, her entire body felt that it had regained its strength. It was like a dry fish that had finally made its way back to the vast ocean, and she could take large breaths of air again. That huge pressure in her heart was gone, and she was able to relax.

Ning Qing stood up and said, “Mum, is that true? Shaoming has returned. This is great news. This is great news. I just knew that he would not die just like that, he does not bear to die just yet.”

“That’s right, Qingqing; you are right. Your perseverance paid off. You did not give up on him, and he is back!” Song Yajing hugged Ning Qing.

At this moment, the door opened up, and Yin Shuiling walked inside. “Ning Qing, what are you doing. The car is stopped outside. Young Master Lu will be coming in soon. Quick! Go to receive him. Didn’t you miss him a lot? You can welcome him back home right now.”

Song Yajing quickly let go of Ning Qing, and there were excited tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth and said, “That’s right, Qing Qing, let’s go. Let us go to receive Shaoming.”

“No, no.” Ning Qing withdrew her small hand from Song Yajing, and she lifted her hand to tuck the strands of hair by her cheeks behind her ears. She spun around in circles twice, not knowing what to do, and she lowered her gaze to look at her own pajamas and said, “Mum, Shuiling, do I look really ugly right now? I want to change into a new set of clothes.”

Yin Shuiling walked over, and she held onto Ning Qing’s small hand. With a smile on her face, she said, “Ning Qing, you are beautiful just like this. It’s just that you have slept for 3 entire days, and your face looks a bit frail. It’s fine, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In Young Master Lu’s eyes, you are definitely the most beautiful.”

She slept for 3 entire days?

Ning Qing did not have any idea about that at all. She had slept very deeply in a huge trance. In her memory, she did somewhat recall that Shuiling had helped her sit up to drink some soup, and there was a small thing in her embrace that was moving about; little Young Master Lu was happily drinking milk.

“Ning Qing, let’s go.” Yin Shuiling dragged Ning Qing out the door.

Ning Qing quickly held onto Song Yajing’s hands, and the three of them ran out the door. Ning Qing asked worriedly, “Mum, is Shaoming injured?”

Song Yajing shook her head and said, “He doesn’t have any huge injuries.”

Yin Shuiling was happy as she said, “Ning Qing, the biggest injury that Young Master Lu has is you; Young Master Lu definitely misses you a lot.”

“That’s right. Young Master Lu must have missed you a lot,” Song Yajing said in agreement.

Ning Qing’s small face was red, and her long lashes that resembled a butterfly’s wings fluttered twice. She shyly looked down, and she missed him very very much.

After exiting the door, as she was prepared to go down the stairs, they met the butler who ran up in a hurry.

“Butler, why have you run over in such a hurry? Why is your facial expression so flustered?” Song Yajing asked.

The old butler directly looked towards Ning Qing and said anxiously, “Madam, Young Master, he…”

Ning Qing’s heart skipped a beat, and she was afraid that he has ended up in an accident again. “Butler, speak slowly. What happened to Young Master?”

“Madam, Young Master brought a woman back home!”

Woman?

Ning Qing stood rooted to the ground and froze.

“What?” Both Song Yajing and Yin Shuiling raised their voices in disbelief.

At this moment, the main doors of the villa opened, and Lu Dinghua was the first person who walked inside, followed by that handsome, lanky figure.

Ning Qing looked over in a daze. That man was dressed in a thin long black coat. He had not fastened the buttons, and it revealed a dark blue suit he wore underneath. There was a grey scarf on his neck.

The man’s figure was still handsome as before, and his flowing coat was elegant and classy. His legs were too long, and his coat ended at the bottom of his kneecaps. He wore a pair of black, handmade, leather shoes, and his entire being was drenched in the cold air of the winter day. His entire figure was cold and chilly.

The man lifted his gaze to have a look, and his line of vision crashed into Ning Qing’s beautiful eyes.

Ning Qing felt this kind of meeting was what she had once dreamt of, but what she dreamt in her dreams was totally different. He has not lost a hand or leg, and he was not badly injured. He was elegant and perfect, looking just like he had before he left.

Ning Qing was pondering. If he were injured, no matter how little chance he had at living on, if only he could make it back, she would run up to him and hold him tight.

They had met and parted. No matter whether he survived or not, she would live on to tell their kids their story.

But he was standing there perfectly, and Ning Qing did not know why, but she felt a feeling of…distance.

His eyes were dark and sparkling as usual. It was what she was familiar with, but the calmness inside them was so plain, so deep, and she was unable to understand it.

He was involved in such a major accident, and they had been separated for such a long period of time, and now that he met her once again,when he looked at her, he was actually not emotional and not happy?

Where was his usual gentleness?

The expression inside his eyes was like a stranger’s.

Ning Qing looked at him seriously for a few times, and the expression in his eyes was stubborn. Was this still her Lu Shaoming?

She was not wrong; this was her Lu Shaoming!

At this moment, a lithe and petite figure emerged quickly behind him. It was a woman, and she was dressed in a short grey leather jacket. She paired it together with a pair of tight black leather pants. Her figure was voluptuous and sexy. She was unlike a normal woman. She looked like a special forces agent. She had both of her hands behind her back, and that standard posture she was standing in had a special feminine flavour to it.

The woman was extremely beautiful, and her tiny face had exquisite features. The expression on her face was ice-cold, and the first impression that she gave others was of her coldness and beauty.

Ning Qing was taken aback, and Song Yajing reacted first. She took a step forward and said, “Shaoming, you are back now? Who is this person?”

She looked at that cold, beautiful woman.

Lu Dinghua laughed, and said, “Yajing, I will introduce you all to her later.” As he spoke, he channeled his gaze towards Ning Qing.

What kind of person Ning Qing was, how could she not understand Lu Dinghua’s expression in his eyes. His eyes were full of awkwardness and apology.

Ning Qing took a step backwards.

“Ning Qing!” Yin Shuiling speedily helped her stand.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps rang in her ears. Probably due to the fact that she was channelling her gaze downwards, when a pair of sparkling bright black leather shoes came into her line of vision, the man was saying something, and his voice was charming and deep. It still brought along a hint of hoarseness that was hard to detect. He said, “I am here to look at Little Young Master Lu.”

He went into the bedroom.

After knowing that Lu Shaoming had come back, Song Yajing had long ordered someone to place Little Young Master Lu back into their bedroom. She thought that this family of 3 needed to have some time to reunite with one another.

Now Song Yajing was also in a daze. She had a look at Ning Qing, and she looked at the woman downstairs, “This…’

Yin Shuiling had a frown on her face, and she stretched her hand out to give Ning Qing a push. “What are you frozen here for? Both your man and son are in the bedroom now. Why are you not hurrying inside?”

Ning Qing was in a daze, and she did not have a single reaction.

Yin Shuiling was extremely furious, and she directly used her hand to push Ning Qing into the bedroom, then shut the door with a bang.

…

Ning Qing stood at the entrance of the room, and she lifted her gaze to look in front of her. Lu Shaoming was sitting at the side of the bed. Little Young Master Lu was lying on the bed, and he was moving both his arms and legs enthusiastically. He was babbling as he waved his limbs all around.

The man bent down, and his large palm held onto Little Young Master Lu’s small hand. He kissed it once, then with a loving, gentle voice, he said, “Little Young Master Lu…”

Little Young Master Lu looked sideways at his own father, and he opened his tiny, toothless mouth and broke out into a smile.

He was a little chap who was barely 2 months old, and he already knew how to be happy when he saw his own father.

It was night time, and there was an amber lamp in the room, Ning Qing looked at this father and son pair bathing in the warm glow of the light, and she felt warm.

She fluttered her long lashes and lifted her heels to walk towards the bed.

Suddenly, she regretted that she had not changed into a new set of clothes, as she was wearing a random pajamas on her while he was dressed so formally. They did not match one another.

She paused in her footsteps, and she very slowly sat on the edge of the bed. She stretched out her hand to hold onto Little Young Master Lu’s another small hand, and her soft and gentle voice had the gentleness of a new mother. “Little Young Master Lu, your daddy has come back. Are you happy or not? Our Little Young Master Lu misses his daddy very much… Mummy also misses Daddy very much…”

The man beside her was channelling his gaze at his son, and he did not speak.

Ning Qing kissed her son’s small hand, and she turned her gaze to look at the man. She had not seen him for such a long time, and she felt that he’d gotten much more handsome. His handsome, sculpture-like features were extremely mesmerizing, and it was highlighted by the glow of the light. The lines of his face were defined and strong, and he was full of the mature attractiveness of a man.

Ning Qing slowly stretched out her small hand to caress his face, and when she neared him, she got a bit closer, and her soft fingers touched his face.

It was warm.

She was not dreaming.

He was back.

“Hubby.” Ning Qing curled up the corners of her lips and opened her mouth. She actually wanted to use a coy and sweet tone, but it was only after she opened her mouth that she realized that her voice sounded horrible to the ears, and that was because she was crying, and her voice was trembling. “Hubby, you have slimmed down.”

He had gotten way more slim, and his features were even more defined.

The man did not lift his gaze, and he did not even bat a single eyelid.

He did not give her a single response.

Something warm quickly started to roll down her face, and it became cold and icy once it rolled down to her tender neck, “Hubby.” She choked up while she neared him, and she continued to sob while she said, “Hubby, I missed you very much.”

She slowly kissed the corners of his lips.