My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Zhilei's heart sank; she knew that he was suspicious.

Actually, it was true that she did not like Tang Xueli. Her heart belonged to Lu Shaoming, but it was a pity that Lu Shaoming did not want her.

She did not want anyone to have whatever she was unable to have. She wanted to ruin him personally.

To make this happen, Tang Xueli was her pawn on the board.

She had to listen to him.

Zhou Zhilei subtly pinched her thigh. There was moisture in her eyes. She placed her head on Tang Xueli's shoulder, choked up, and with a gentle voice, she said, "Xueli, what is wrong with you? How can you suspect my feelings for you? Lu Shaoming has bullied and harmed me. You are who I rely on. Furthermore, I am your girlfriend now. I am your woman…"

Zhou Zhilei was full of confidence. In normal circumstances, she had to act cute and shed some tears, so Tang Xueli's masculine feelings would be at its peak, and he would do as she pleased.

This time, she also waited for him to come to coax her.

But Tang Xueli did not speak. He stretched out his hands to cup her shoulder. Another hand was in front of her chest, and he pinched it with great strength before he cackled evilly. "Zhilei, I've done so many things for you, but you always say this same thing to reject me. This time, prove it with your actions."

Zhou Zhilei froze, and she lowered her gaze to look at the man's hand in front of her. She felt repulsed and held his hand. "Xueli, didn't we agree to this? We will wait for marriage…"

"Sure, we can wait for marriage for your body, but there are other ways…" Tang Xueli caressed her red lips.

Zhou Zhilei's irises contracted. She definitely knew what he was hinting at, but she could not do that, and she felt that it was dirty.

"Xueli, the chauffeur is here. Next time…"

"Xiao Zhao, park the car at the roadside. Go have a cigarette," Tang Xueli ordered him.

The chauffeur immediately parked the car by the roadside and got out.

Right away, they were the only ones left in the car. Zhou Zhilei was taken aback and flustered. She did not know what to do and said, "Xueli."

Tang Xueli neared her and caressed her face with one hand as he laughed. "Shh, don't say anything right now. I have always liked women who are obedient and smart. Even with the more naughty ones, I always have a way to make them obedient. I have done so much for you. I am merely asking to get something out of it."

As he spoke, Tang Xueli's hand weaved through her hair. He slowly exerted his strength and tugged against her. There was a frightening expression on his face while he did so. "Do you know what I like about you? I like to look at you bow your arrogant head down to serve me with sincerity."

It was still the first time that Zhou Zhilei saw him with such an expression on his face, and she was shaking in fear.

"Xueli…"

She felt a sudden pain on her scalp. Tang Xueli was tugging her hair to press her head down.

…

Zhou Zhilei returned to the Zhou family villa. She went into her room to take a bath and brush her teeth. She brushed herself from head to toe three times over before she could feel satisfied.

After spending more than an hour's time, she laid on the bed.

Thinking about what had happened in the car, she felt like vomiting. As Tang Xueli had used a mocking and insulting laugh, she thought that it was especially disgusting.

This was all because of Ning Qing!

Zhou Zhilei held onto a fierce grudge as she closed her eyes and went into slumber.

She had a dream that night.

In her dream, she saw a romantic and beautiful light muslin. She was dressed in a wedding gown as she stood on the red carpet. A man stood before the cross while a priest stood in front. From the behind, the man looked handsome and lanky.

She walked over. She went closer, and a little closer.

The man turned around. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. The collar of the white shirt was slightly open, exposing his healthy skin tone underneath. His handsome face was chiselled with defined lines. His nose was tall and pointed like a peak of a mountain. Lu Shaoming?

Lu Shaoming!

She heard the sound of her heartbeat accelerating. The entire world felt like spring when the flowers finally bloomed. She had a smile on her face and rushed into the man's embrace. "Older Brother Ming, Older Brother Ming!"

The man caught her gently.

She cupped the man's face with both hands and slowly kissed him…

Zhou Zhilei was still in this beautiful dream while she lay on the bed. Both of her hands were firmly gripping the sheets, and her legs were nudging against the bed. Her face was red as she murmured, "Older Brother Ming…ooh."

Zhou Zhilei woke up.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling above her. She was sweating profusely, and the beautiful feeling was still on her skin. It was as if the enchanting feeling when he barged into her mouth was still there.

She froze and was extremely soft.

Zhou Zhilei closed her eyes; it was just a dream.

Zhou Zhilei inhaled deeply and felt like a failure, but the dream had felt so real. It seemed like it really happened to her. She had awoken from a beautiful dream, and now her entire body…felt empty.

She really wanted a man to accompany her right now.

This man could only be Lu Shaoming.

Her head started to feel hot. As she opened her eyes, she felt her line of vision blur. All she could think of the time in the banquet hall today when Lu Shaoming had given her a single glance; it was such a tease.

Lu Shaoming was totally different compared to Tang Xueli. It would be such a good thing if that dream were true. If Lu Shaoming were willing to touch her, she would be willing, even if she had to die.

Zhou Zhilei bit her bottom lip, lost in her own imagination.

…

A red wine competition was being held in T City at the Zhou home. The Zhou family organized a red wine training class before the competition, and they were attracting youth who had talent in red wine to come and participate.

Zhou Zhilei was the successor of the Zhou family winery. It was natural that she would be the trainer this time around. She stood in the meeting room and looked at a sea of young people seated below, feeling very accomplished.

"Is everyone here?" Zhou Zhilei looked at her watch.

A student who pointed an empty seat beside him and said, "Director Zhou, it seems like there is still someone who is not here."

They attendees weren't just anybody. These people were talented youth who had gone through vigorous selection, round by round. They were all descendants of wealthy families, and the number of seats available were very limited. With all of them added together, there were only 10 people in the room.

That was why, if there was an empty seat, there was definitely someone who had not arrived.

Zhou Zhilei lifted her eyebrows, and flipped through the namelist, "Who is that person? Why is he so unpunctual?"

Suddenly, she heard, "I am sorry! I am sorry! I am late." A soft voice rang out in the air, and someone stood by the door.

Zhou Zhilei turned over to have a look. She froze; that person turned out to be Ning Qing.

Ning Qing was dressed in a simple white t-shirt. There were two peachy red hearts on the shirt, and she had a pair of jean shorts matched with a pair of white flats. She looked pretty and sweet like a university student.

Her curls were hanging on her right shoulder, and she used a crystal to fix it into place. There was a long mustard yellow bag popular among socialites in front of her, and she looked fashionable and youthful.

"Wow…" The students were instantly excited, and they had a glow in their eyes as they said, "It's Ning Qing! Oh my god, it's Ning Qing."

Zhou Zhilei's expression turned cold as she asked, "Ning Qing, what are you here for?"

Ning Qing had a stack of documents in her embrace. She rushed here in a hurry, and she had a smile on her face as she looked at Zhou Zhilei. "Director Zhou, I am here to learn about red wine."

"What? You better leave. We don't welcome you here."

Ning Qing fluttered her long and curled eyelashes thrice and said, "Why is that the case, Director Zhou? I registered my attendance, and I have paid my tuition fees. You reject me with no valid reason. Can you please give me a reason. Isn't that right, classmates?"

Ning Qing looked at the crowd with her large, innocent, youthful eyes.

Everyone agreed with her. They were looking for justice for Ning Qing as they said, "That's right, Director Zhou, what do you mean exactly? Your subordinates have accepted Ning Qing, but now that Ning Qing has arrived, you are chasing her away. Can you give her a reason?"

Zhou Zhilei held her hands into tight fists. That feeling of accomplishment she was just feeling disappeared completely because of Ning Qing's arrival, and everyone only had Ning Qing in their eyes.

She has snatched the glory that belonged to her once again.

Zhou Zhilei laughed coldly as she said, "Miss Ning, you said that you wanted to come to learn about red wine. This is not a joking matter. How much do you know about red wine?"

Ning Qing carried documents as she walked into the meeting room. She then sat down on the empty seat without any embarrassment. She appeared calm and elegant as she looked at Zhou Zhilei, and she softly said, "Director Zhou, if I knew everything about it, what would you do?"

"Pfft…" Everyone laughed out loud. Each attendee was from a wealthy family. They did not act subtly as they said, "That's right, Director Zhou, if we know everything already, do we still need to pay tuition fees? The fees are not cheap."

Zhou Zhilei: "…" She glared at Ning Qing in anger.

Ning Qing did not even look at Zhou Zhilei. Comparing their oral skills, she would not lose to her at all. She wasn't always interested in playing around with Zhou Zhilei.

She has really come here to learn about red wine.

Although she had learned from her mum how to ferment red wine for an entire year, regarding the creation and rules of how to make red wine, she lacked formal education.

Furthermore, the Zhou family were famous worldwide for their red wine. This training session was a good chance to learn.

Also, she had already decided to participate in the red wine competition that was going to be held in two months time.

"Ning Qing, do you need an eraser? I will lend this to you." The handsome man seated beside her had already shown personal interest in Ning Qing.

Ning Qing smiled politely and said, "Thank you, classmate."

Zhou Zhilei: "…" She was extremely furious.

…

After class, Ning Qing carried a whole stack of documents as she took the lift down, then walked out the main entrance. A few classmates gathered around her, and they all fought among themselves as they said, "Ning Qing, where are you going? I have a car! Let me take you."

Ning Qing had not said a single word, and someone else interrupted to say, "Ay, I'm most qualified to drive Ning Qing! What car do you drive? Is it as good as mine? I am driving a Bugatti."

That person was not willing to bow down as he said, "Bugatti is good? I am driving a Lamborghini."

The group started to debate with one another before they ended up in a fight. Some people were tugging each other around, and it was all chaos.

Ning Qing stood up straight. She looked at these classmates who were fighting with one another, and she shook her head in despair. She lifted her feet and headed forward.

A figure suddenly came into her peripheral vision. She turned her gaze to have a look — a group of immaculately dressed men walked into the main hall. The one that was right in front was a handsome and lanky figure — Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming was dressed in a white shirt and a pair of black trousers. The handmade material of his clothes did not have a single crease, and his getup had a layer of coldness coupled together with the aura of a genius. His bright, sparkling, leather shoes tapped against the marble floor to a mature, confident effect.

Tang Xueli stood beside Lu Shaoming.

The two were chatting softly, and when they heard the stir, they channelled their gaze over to have a look.

Lu Shaoming saw Ning Qing at first glance.

The small woman was dressed in a pure style today. The cotton t-shirt exposed her exquisite collarbones, and the v on her upper body ended on her flat, slim waist. A pair of light blue shorts exposed her long, toned, slim legs.

Some women are just very fashionable. Even if she were wearing the simplest of clothes, she could pull off a different attractiveness that others could not.

Ning Qing was one of them.

Lu Shaoming scanned the classmates of hers that were in the middle of a brawl. He knew in his heart that these people were fighting over Ning Qing. He lifted his eyebrows and looked at Ning Qing with a displeased expression on his face.