My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The moment she appeared, she became the focal point of everyone's attention.

"Ning Qing." Xiao Zhou waved her hand and excitedly shouted Ning Qing's name.

Ning Qing's tiny, exquisite face had a large pair of sunglasses on it. She heard Xiao Zhou's voice and pushed her sunglasses over her forehead as she looked at Xiao Zhou with a smile on her face. "Xiao Zhou."

She dragged her luggage as she walked over to her direction.

"Ning Qing." Xiao Zhou gave Ning Qing an excited hug and said, "Ning Qing, I really missed you so much. You have finally come back."

As she spoke, Xiao Zhou looked at Ning Qing's eyes and said, "Ning Qing, have you regained your vision?"

"Yeah." Ning Qing nodded her head. Her pure eyes were just like the pure and clean springs flowing through the mountains. They were clear and bright. "I have regained my vision."

"That's great news, Ning Qing."

Ning Qing patted her shoulder while she said, "Okay, Xiao Zhou, let's go out now."

"Okay." Xiao Zhou took her luggage, and the two of them went out of the door.

It was no longer an SUV vehicle parked outside the door but a Maserati.

Xiao Zhou placed her luggage in the trunk and took out a set of car keys. "Ning Qing, you are still a rookie driver. Drive this Maserati. I have ordered the car that you want from overseas, and it should be here in a week."

Ning Qing took the car keys into her hands and smiled as she looked at Xiao Zhou. "Let's go."

…

The Maserati cruised onto the main streets, and Xiao Zhou was seated comfortably in her seat. She turned sideways to look at Ning Qing. The woman had a pair of black sunglasses, and her curls covered half of her face and were tucked behind her ear, exposing a pair of pearl earrings on her snowy white earlobes. The pair of earrings was glowing as the rays of the intense sun shone onto them.

Xiao Zhou had a smile on her face, she felt relieved, and she knew that her Ning Qing had finally come back.

"Ning Qing, what should we do next?"

Ning Qing looked through the rear view mirror at the cars behind her. She signaled and changed lanes steadily. "Let's film a television drama."

"Filming a television drama? That's great." Xiao Zhou was extremely excited and continued, "What genre of television drama are we filming?"

"A war between spies during the Minguo Period."

Xiao Zhou heard what she said and froze for a moment. "Ning Qing, wartime spy dramas during the Minguo period are not popular. The news of your return to the entertainment industry is gaining much interest/ Why don't you strike the iron while it's hot and film the most popular drama that is adapted from a web novel? This kind of storyline would have many fans of the original web novel already, and with your popularity and backing, it would very easy to attract investors to the drama."

Ning Qing looked sideways to glance at Xiao Zhou. Her beautiful, maroon lips were curled up halfway and her voice was soft and coy as she said, "Xiao Zhou, wartime spy dramas are indeed not popular, but if I am able to film it well, it would become popular. Trust me on that."

Xiao Zhou looked at Ning Qing's expressive face as she rapidly nodded her head. "Okay!"

Ning Qing was satisfied as she said, "I have a great script in my hands. This time, I have collaborated with a famed producer in the industry to create a wartime drama during the Minguo Period. I have the male lead, and you can cast the remaining roles for the drama. Remember that they have to low voices, have to look good, and their personalities must be like an uncle's."

Xiao Zhou was taken aback, "Ning Qing, do you not plan to use the young, handsome male actors? The most popular actor right now is a young and handsome man."

Ning Qing shook her head and said, "Xiao Zhou, let's do something different this time."

"Okay, what about the female lead then?"

"Female lead? Isn't there a female celebrity that has shot to fame in the entertainment industry after appearing in a reality TV show. Give her a call to ask her participate."

"Ning Qing, what are you joking about? That female celebrity is only able to be a pretty face. Forget about asking her to act."

"Yeah." Ning Qing nodded her head relaxedly, and said, "I am inviting her to be a pretty face and cameo in it; this wartime drama doesn't have a female lead."

Xiao Zhou widened her eyes in shock. "What?"

Ning Qing laughed and said, "Don't be too taken aback. It has always been a guarantee for ratings using the female and male's leads looks. Who created the rules saying that two male leads couldn't be a couple and would not be popular doing so? Everything is possible."

After finishing, Ning Qing pursed her red lips and said, "Xiao Zhou, we are not lacking in money. If we fail, then let us fail. Don't be too nervous."

Xiao Zhou looked the attractive smile that Ning Qing had on her face. She was in disbelief. This time, Ning Qing was too creative and too daring. A couple between two male leads — she'd never heard of such a thing.

But that sentence: We are not lacking in money. She was indeed able to make Xiao Zhou feel secure.

Xiao Zhou shrugged her shoulders. This was exactly something that her Ning Qing would say.

Okay then, if they failed they would accept their failure then. They were rich people, and they did not care.

Young people should try new things.

Xiao Zhou was energized. She realized that after she started to work with Ning Qing, she would have a constant stream of energy within her, and an intelligent director would let the ones working under them realize their potential to work even harder.

"Sure, Ning Qing. I will listen to your commands."

"Okay, pick the characters quickly, then start filming. This time, we have chosen to film episode by episode while we upload it online after we complete the filming of the episode itself. One more thing, we would not need any sponsors for advertisements this time."

"Why?"

Ning Qing lifted her exquisite eyebrows and smiled confidently, "Because I am taking all of the advertisements inserted into the drama."

Xiao Zhou's heart leaped. "Ning Qing, you…" she said joyfully.

Ning Qing nodded her head, and said, "That's right! My red wine business has officially started."

Adding red wine advertisements to a story set in the Minguo era — that was a natural thing to do.

After she got pregnant with Little Young Master Lu, she went silent for an entire year, and it was time for her to return to the entertainment industry.

This time, after she lost her sight, Ning Qing was more thankful for this life that she continued to live. Even though there has been a drastic change in her life, she promised to love herself more, and she wanted to let herself lead a better life.

…

Ning Qing drove back to the Ning family villa. Half a month ago, she took Yue Wanqing and Little Young Master Lu to England. The 3 generations stayed in England for two weeks. Both Yue Wanqing and Little Young Master Lu came back to the country yesterday.

Ning Zhenguo did not go to the office, and the entire family had dinner together and went shopping at the supermarket.

At the supermarket, Ning Zhenguo and Yue Wanqing went to purchase daily necessities. Ning Qing carried Little Young Master Lu in her arms.

Mother and son stood in the toy section of the supermarket, and Ning Qing took a small plane in her hands. She waved the plane around in mid air, and her voice was soft and gentle as she said, "Little Young Master Lu, do you think this plane is fun to play with? Should Mummy buy this for you?"

Little Young Master Lu was 4 months old now. He had inherited the good genes from his parents, and he was getting more and more handsome. He had Ning Qing's clear skin coupled together with Lu Shaoming's handsome face. He was dressed in white t-shirt and a light blue jumper today. He used his large eyes that resembled black grapes as he looked around while being in his mother's embrace, and he stared at the plane in his mother's hand.

"Woah, woah…" He stretched two of his little soft white hands. He was flailing them in the air messily, and there were small bubbles beside his small pink lips.

The way he was salivating made anyone's heart melt.

Ning Qing had her eyebrows in a curve as she kissed her son's small face. "Do you want it very much? If you want it, say Mama, Mama…"

"Woah, woah…" Little Young Master Lu was saying. Mama, I don't know how to speak yet. I am still too young.

Ning Qing's eyes were gentle and they almost turned moist.

This son was her biggest satisfaction in her life.

Ning Qing pointed towards the grocery racks, and her voice got even more soft and sweet as she said, "Little Young Master Lu, what other things do you want to have? Mama will buy them for you, okay?"

Little Young Master Lu was not interested in toys, and he used both of his small hands to tug on his mother's hair, then dashed to his mother's chest.

Ning Qing had crisp laughter as she said, "Little greedy fella, you are hungry, right? Do you want to eat now? We can't do it here. Mama can't feed you here. What am I going to do if I expose myself here?"

Ning Qing was immersed in the happy period of time she spent with her son. She unintentionally looked sideways, and it was only then that she realized that on the other end of the grocery rack, a handsome, lanky figure was casually leaning against the rack, and he was looking in her direction.

Ning Qing froze for a moment; it was Lu Shaoming.

The man was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers. His handsome, chiseled face was still able to make her heart beat, and he had both of his hands in his pockets. He leaned back lazily, looking both elegant and mighty.

She did not know when he arrived. He was looking at them quietly, and his gaze was full of gentleness.

She's been counting the days. She had not seen him for an entire month. Ning Qing stood up straight and had a soft smile on her face while she said, "It's such a coincidence to be meeting you here. We have not seen each other for such a long while."

Lu Shaoming looked at the woman who was a few steps away from him. His deep gaze fell onto her curled locks, and he looked up to her clear, bright eyes…

His gaze was so deep and so hot.

Ning Qing avoided his gaze, and lowered her eyes to look at Little Young Master Lu. "Little Young Master Lu, your daddy is here. Did you miss daddy?"

Father and son were connected in their hearts. Little Young Master Lu turned his head around to look at Lu Shaoming and quickly opened his mouth to gurgle in laughter.

"Woah, woah…" Little Young Master Lu was saying, this is my daddy.

Lu Shaoming lifted his feet, and walked towards the mother and son.

When Lu Shaoming approached, Little Young Master Lu emerged from his mother fragrant chest and went towards Lu Shaoming's embrace. He wanted his daddy to hug him.

Lu Shaoming took out his hands from his pockets, wanting to carry him in his arms.

Ning Qing passed Little Young Master Lu over to Lu Shaoming, but Little Young Master Lu's small hand forcefully tugged on his daddy's shirt, and he had another hand holding onto his mama's hair, not willing to let go.

Ning Qing was in pain because of his tugging, and there was a frown on her face.

Lu Shaoming used one arm to carry Little Young Master Lu. Because he was taking Little Young Master Lu into his arms, his right shoulder brushed against her dress, and he felt it. In the moment he touched her, she froze.

Normally, when a child tugged on a person's hair, their bodies will slant towards that direction. She could lean towards his direction to reduce the pain, but she stood there and did not move, she was more willing to be in pain, and she was not willing to touch him.

Sometimes, an extremely small action was able to express the rejection and resistance that she was putting up inside her heart.

Despite that she was smiling as she had said, "It's been a long time since we last met," to him beforehand.

Lu Shaoming stretched out his left hand to hold onto Little Young Master Lu's small hand that was like soft like cotton candy. He coaxed him with a gentle voice. "Little Young Master Lu, let go of your hand. You are making mama feel pain because of your tugging."

Little Young Master Lu lifted his large, innocent, and naïve eyes to look at Daddy, and he looked again at Mama, then obediently released his grip.

Lu Shaoming held the hair that Little Young Master Lu held tightly in his palm, and he looked sideways at the woman beside him.

This time, after she returned from England, the feeling of being a youthful girl had nearly disappeared. She had the calm and confidence that time had given her.

She permed her hair. In the past, when she was pregnant with Little Young Master Lu, she perched herself on his thighs to negotiate with him softly. She had said that every mature woman would have a head of flowing curls.

She had gone under metamorphosis once again.

Ning Qing lifted her small white hand to tuck the hair by her cheeks behind her ears, then routed herself quietly to stand beside Little Young Master Lu. She curled the corners of her lips into a smile and said, "Little Young Master Lu, now that Daddy is carrying you, are you happy?"