My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Lu Shaoming lifted his eyebrows as he looked at her, then said in a low voice, “I know this is the female bathroom. I don’t need you to remind me.”

At this moment, the bathroom was empty, and it was very quiet. His low, mesmerizing voice rang out gently, and when it went into Ning Qing’s ears, it was like a form of torture.

She took some steps backwards, then she realized that her bum was against the sink; she had no more space to retreat further.

Her small hand was still on his thin dark blue coat. Her hand felt as if it had been electrocuted. She could not stand his healthy, mesmerising scent that he had on his entire body.

Ning Qing channelled her gaze down and pouted her pink lips while she asked, “Why did you come looking for me?”

The man was silent for a few seconds, and he looked at the shopping bag on the sink. “You like that dress very much, so you bought it?”

He chased after her all because he wanted to ask about this dress?

Deep down, Ning Qing was angry, and she lifted her gaze up to glare at him crossly. “Yes, I like this dress very much. Do you have any opinion on it? Since when do I have to get your approval before buying clothes?”

Lu Shaoming lifted his eyebrows and looked at her small face, which was especially expressive to due to her anger. “Did you not understand the words I said in the shop? You are not allowed to wear this dress!”

Listen to what kind of tone he was using!

Was she his daughter? And she needed to listen to his rules?

“Lu Shaoming, why do you not allow me to wear this dress? What opinion do you have towards me exactly? Aren’t you being a little too domineering?”

“Ning Qing, who are you trying to impress by wearing this back-revealing dress? You are a mother with a son! How can you be like those young girls and dress up so provocatively? You are delighted at the knowledge that many men gaze at your body, right? Don’t you have any sense?”

Ning Qing was shaking with anger. Women hated to hear the words, “You are no longer a small girl, but you are already a mother.” Even though it was the truth, it was also not kosher for a man to say aloud.

Because, in other words, he was saying that she was old!

“Lu Shaoming, I just want to put on this dress. I just want to let other men look at me. In your eyes, I am no longer a young girl, but in the eyes of others, I am one. Go away, go look for those little girls that are younger and more beautiful than me then!”

Ning Qing finished her words and held the shopping bag in one hand. She pushed him away with her other hand, wanting to run away.

But she was unable to run away. Her thin, frail limbs were firmly held in the man’s muscular arm. She could tell he wasn’t using much strength, but his arms seemed to be made out of metal. It was way too hard to escape, and she was unable to move.

“Lu Shaoming!” She became extremely anxious and loudly shouted his name.

He snatched the small bag away, then she watched him sweep through the bag with his large hand. He pinched that dress with two fingers, then threw it directly into the rubbish bin.

Ning Qing felt her eyes go red. “Lu Shaoming, how can you bully someone like this? What did I do wrong? Tell me; what did I do wrong!?”

She bellowed out at him, and as she shouted, the tears in her eyes rolled down her face.

Lu Shaoming exhaled two breaths of air and lowered his gaze to look at her. The tip of the girl’s nose was bright red, and there were bean sized teardrops rolling down her cheeks.

She brought her small fist up and hit his chest emotionally.

He did not move; he allowed her to punch him.

Ning Qing tired out in a few moments. He did not make a single sound, probably because it did not hurt, but her small hand was in pain.

She cried even more vehemently. Everyone bullied her. He had such a strong build that even his body was bullying her. So unfair!

She kicked him with her small foot, then stopped moving.

She lowered her gaze and did not look at him.

Noting that she was done throwing a temper tantrum, Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand and gently touched her small face. With his calloused thumbs, he helped her wipe the tears away, and he laughed softly. “I don’t have anymore.”

Four words: I don’t have anymore.

Ning Qing sobbed and she listened on in a blur. Naturally, she was not in a good mood. “What do you mean by not having anymore? Speak clearly if you have something you want to say! I don’t have time to play charades with you!”

“There is no such girl that is more beautiful and younger than you. Because in my heart, you are forever 18 years old, and you will always be the most beautiful woman there is.”

For a moment, Ning Qing forgot how to cry. She did not expect that after being bullied by him, he would say such sweet words of romance.

It was so cheesy!

With one hand, Ning Qing wiped her tears away, and her long, butterfly-wing lashes shyly came together. There was a layer of honey in her heart.

“You are not crying anymore?” He was curious.

Sometimes, he really felt a certain quote from the old Chinese literary figure, Jia Baoyu, was spot on: Women were all made out of water, and she would cry in his embrace without a single warning. If she wanted to stop, she would do so in a mere moment. They were miraculous beings.

In the past, he had many interactions with many daughters of wealthy families. Those women were all very reserved. They were not wild or attractive like her. She would hit him with every limb. She was like a small, wild rabbit actnig out in his embrace.

In the past, he did not know what he liked. It was only now that he knew that he liked someone like her.

He liked her very much.

Ning Qing bit her pink bottom-lip and asked him, “Could it actually be that you still want me to cry?”

Actually, she was easily coaxed, as long as he said some sweet words of romance.

Lu Shaoming lifted his eyebrows and bent down. He caressed her face with one large hand, then slid down to her tender neck. He was acting very slowly.

Ning Qing felt it was itchy, and she pushed him with a little strength and had a displeased tone as she asked, “What are you doing?”

She lifted her gaze to look at him, and she suddenly realized that his handsome face was extremely close to hers. She could feel his breath on her skin, and it made her go soft.

“Lu Shaoming.” She was still angry inside her heart. When he wanted to ignore her, he would just do so. Thinking about now, when he wanted to near her, he would just do so; was she such an easy person?

She had meant to speak with a hateful tone, but it was only after she spoke that she realized that she sounded coy and soft.

Okay then, Ning Qing thought to herself shamelessly, she only allowed herself to be easy in front of him.

It was fine for him to ignore her for such a long period of time, as long as he…still wanted her.

The girl wore an orange cotton shirt today, and there was a layer of soft, grey fur in the collar region. It stuck to her exquisite face and made her seem more gentle.

As he cast his gaze downwards, he could see her eyebrows and her small, elegant nose, and he went all the way down to her beautiful red lips. He was not someone who could lie. She really was the most beautiful girl that he’s ever seen — just like a porcelain doll.

His large hand slid down from her tender neck, and he slightly opened up the collar of her cotton shirt. He had a look; she had pink pajamas underneath.

“How come you are wearing pyjamas out today?” Lu Shaoming asked in a deep and hoarse voice.

Ning Qing’s small face was crimson red from him pulling her cotton shirt for him to have a look inside. After hesitating for a few moments, her voice was soft as she replied, “I have been staying at home recently, because I have to breastfeed…Little Young Master Lu, so it was convenient for me to wear pyjamas. When Xiao Zhou dragged me out, I didn’t have any time to change, so I put on a cotton shirt over it.”

“Okay.” Lu Shaoming grunted and slowly placed his face against her forehead. “Ning Qing, how many years have you been following me?”

How come he was asking this question? What’s with the word “follow?”

“…In two more months, it will already have been two years.”

Lu Shaoming lifted his handsome eyebrows and tenderly kissed her forehead. Time has flown by in what felt like a single moment; the two of them have already been together for two years.

It was only when he looked at her in that dress today, that he realized that she had already grown up.

After giving birth and raising Little Young Master Lu, her figure had changed. In the past, her figure was petite and small, like a youthful girl. Looking at her today, although her figure was still petite, but her chest had gotten fuller, her bum was even more perky, and she was just like a rose in full bloom. She had the aura of a mesmerizing goddess.

It was only now that he realized that the youthful girl he’d met at 18 years of age was already matured woman.

Two years ago, she was an inexperienced flower bud that he fooled and cheated to get into bed with, and after that, he mentored her as she grew up.

Lu Shaoming did not dare to think about all of this.

All of the blood in his body was boiling, and his lower body was straight; he felt on-edge.

Lu Shaoming half-closed his eyes. With his hands, he felt the smooth, warm skin on her tender neck. In his line of vision, all he could see was the lace collar of her pink pyjamas pasted on her exquisite collarbones. He thought it was very beautiful, the 31 year old man liked her youthful aura very much.

He swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes, and kissed her small face lovingly.

When he kissed her, his thick, long lashes that resembled two rows of brushes touched her skin, and she bit down on her pink bottom lip. Her entire body was devoid of strength.

“Shaoming…” She slowly stretched out her hand to tug on his coat, then softly said, “Shaoming, shall we reconcile with one another? You don’t like me to wear that dress, so I won’t wear it anymore. I know that you are busy. I will just accompany you quietly; I won’t bother you. I will be very obedient. Shaoming, I’ve missed you very much. Don’t you miss me at all, and don’t you miss Little Young Master Lu?”

Ning Qing shut her eyes as she kissed the side of his handsome face. Gently, she said, “Shaoming, I love you. I cannot be without you.”

Hearing the girl’s soft, coy voice, Lu Shaoming felt the tip of his nose heat up, and all of his blurred senses came back to life. He had a frown on his face, and his Adam’s apple rolled a few times due to the immense pain.

He pushed Ning Qing away in one move and took a few steps backwards.

What was he doing?

After getting pushed by him, Ning Qing was taken aback. “Shaoming, what is wrong with you?” She went forward, and stretched out her arm, ready to embrace him. “What is going on exactly?”

“Sorry.” Lu Shaoming opened his mouth to apologize, and he quickly turned around to leave.

The door of the washroom closed in front of her eyes, and Ning Qing’s small hand was still frozen in mid air. The red on her small face from his kiss had disappeared, and her face was now deathly pale.

It was like this again.

He was always like this.

With one small hand, she held onto the sink. She felt that she had no strength at all. She curled up the corners of her lips and had a self mocking smile on her face.

The next second, the smile froze on her face.

She brought her right hand in front of her. She moved her hand twice, but in her line of vision, all she could see was a sea of black.

Once again, she could not see.

Her legs softened. From the sink, Ning Qing slumped down onto the floor. “No…” She shook her head and curled her two legs up, hiding in the corner.

At this moment, the door of the washroom was pushed open. A woman walked inside, and she saw Ning Qing curled into the corner. She immediately went forward and asked, “Miss, are you fine?”

Ning Qing lifted her gaze, and her beautiful eyes were all white as she asked, “Can I ask you for a favour?”

“Miss, please say it.”

Ning Qing opened her small bag that she slinged on her body at all times, then took her phone out. She passed it over, and her facial expression could be still considered to be calm, but her hands were shaking. “I have a number inside, can you help to look for it?”

“Sure.” The person found the number, and she made a call.

After a few moments, the phone call got through, Jian Han’s soothing voice came from the other end as she said, “Hello, Ning Qing…”

“Hello, Older Sister Jian, I am in the shopping mall now. Can you come over to pick me up?”

“Ning Qing, what is wrong with you?”

“Older Sister Jian, I can’t see.”

…

In the hospital

Jian Han brought Ning Qing through a series of checks. She sat on the hospital bed, and Jian Han walked in with a report in her hands.