My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Tang Fan was sitting on Jian Han's right, while Ning Qing sat on her left side. Ning Qing was talking to her. She answered a couple of times. She had no idea what Ning Qing had said to her.

Her attention was focused on the opposite side of her. Although she did not look up, Zhou Dayuan and Li Beibei were sitting there.

The two of them were talking. Li Beibei was indeed a noble lad. She wasn't too invasive while smiling and talking with Zhou Dayuan, but her poised and lively manner made people feel good.

Zhou Dayuan was answering her, his clear eyes focused and gentle. His eyes would occasionally linger on Li Beibei's face.The two were sitting close. Li Beibei's face was a little flushed. She was fascinated by the man.

Neither of them were affected by the noisy environment at all. From a distance, they looked like a perfect couple.

Jian Han picked up her glass and took a sip of the cocktail.

The alcohol percentage of the cocktail was a little high. It tasted very strong. Jian Han took a sip and almost choked. To be honest, she couldn't drink well.

"Sister Jian, slow down. It's easy to get drunk on this kind of alcohol," Ning Qing reminded her with a smile as she looked at the disappointed expression on her face.

Jian Han looked down. "It's alright. I only drink once in a while."

She took another sip.

As soon as she put down the glass, she heard someone screaming. Everyone looked at her one after another. Even Ning Qing pulled at her arm excitedly. "Sister Jian, it's you."

Jian Han looked up and froze — the bottle was facing her.

Ning Qing took the little bamboo basket and handed it to Jian Han. "Sister Jian, take one. We're going to start the game of truth or dare."

Everyone stared at her excitedly. It was impossible not to play now. Jian Han reached out and pulled out a folded note, suppressing her embarrassment.

Jian Han opened it, and a small sentence was written on it.

Her little face turned red quickly after she glanced at it.

"Doctor Jian, what question have you gotten? Tell us quickly. We're all looking forward to it." The crowd was in an uproar.

Jian Han said nothing. Ning Qing took the note from her hand. After seeing it, Ning Qing quickly covered her mouth and snickered.

She showed the note to the crowd. "The question that Jian Han had drawn is: do you still have your first time?"

The crowd whistled and teased her. "Doctor Jian, you and President Tang have been in love for many years; you must have already lost your first time."

"Yes, Dr. Jian, when will you marry our President Tang and be our President's wife?"

Jian Han's face became redder and redder. She didn't know how to answer the question. She was stunned and froze there.

She looked up accidentally, and her eyes met the opposite Zhou Dayuan. The man was looking at her.

The dark eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses of the man were emotionless. In this noisy environment, he looked at her quietly and indifferently, and his clear gaze was alienated.

Last time he had hugged her downstairs. Now, maybe because he had a new girlfriend, his gaze when he looked at her had changed.

Jian Han's dropped her gaze in a bid to hide.

At this time, her shoulders were clasped, and Tang Fan laughed beside her. "Okay, stop joking. Jian Han's easily embarrassed. For this matter…let's keep it unspoken since everyone knows about it."

Everybody caught this "knows about it" and laughed. "Okay, this time we'll spare Dr. Jian. And you, President Tang. Why don't you get married since you've already taken her? We'll all be waiting to attend your wedding."

Tang Fan promised, "Okay, as soon as possible."

So the bottle turned again.

Jian Han breathed a sigh of relief. She was cold in nature and did not like to come to bars to attend these parties. When she was with Zhou Dayuan, the two of them would hold hands and go shopping together at most. When they returned to the house, they would hold their medical books. They could discuss a problem for an afternoon.

At that time, she was full of happiness.

But now, her heart was empty This empty feeling twisted her heart and made her miserable. Her two hands under the table were gradually growing cold.

Right then, her hands felt warm, Ning Qing had held her hand. She looked up and met Ning Qing's happy eyes. "Sister Jian, what's wrong with you? Why is your body so cold?"

Jian Han lifted the corners of her mouth and shook her head. "I'm all right."

Then there was another cheer in her ear and the beer bottle stopped.

Jian Han looked down the bottle. This time it was…Zhou Dayuan.

The man with gentle temperament was like a jewel in the sand. He was gentle on the surface, but his interior was exquisite and brilliant. The longer a person interacted with him, the more charming he would become.

People like Zhou Dayuan had academic authority and a clean, elegant temperament. He had a temper, a man's temper, but this was entwined with his calm wisdom. He treated people with a special tolerance. Jian Han knew that if he were to become someone else's husband, he would be the best husband in the world.

His wife would be very happy in the future.

There was a kind of man, love him or hate him, he could give you the most delicate treatment in life.

That man was Zhou Dayuan.

Jian Han was deep in thought, and Zhou Dayuan had already drawn a note. People around him looked at it and laughed. "The note that our Dr. Zhou had drawn is to turn the beer bottle to find someone to kiss."

Kiss?

The atmosphere was full of vitality. "This note is really awkward for Dr. Zhou. What if Dr. Zhou lands on a man?"

"Haha, it's still okay if it's a man. What if he lands on a woman? Would Doctor Zhou's girlfriend be jealous?"

Li Beibei laughed, shrugged and raised her hand. "It's just a game. Maybe Dayuan might land on me."

"Nice, since Miss Li is so straightforward, then let's stop dawdling Dr. Zhou. Come on, spin the bottle." Someone handed him the bottle.

Jian Han looked at the bottle and averted her gaze.

Her mouth felt dry, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. How great was the probability of it landing on her?

She picked up her glass and downed the cocktail.

Her throat felt spicy. The high concentration of alcohol quickly flooded up and made her small, fair face red.

Zhou Dayuan was emotionless. He lifted his lips and held out his right hand, treating it like a game. His slender hands, which were more beautiful than a woman's, held the bottle, and he spun it slowly.

Everyone held their breath in anticipation. The single women's eyes were sparkling brightly. In their eyes, Doctor Zhou was the immortal who doesn't have mortal desires.

They wondered how it would feel like to kiss him.

The bottle stopped spinning; it was time. Jian Han opened her eyes and looked at the bottle pointing at her.

Jian Han was completely shocked.

Everyone laughed and said, "Haha, Dr. Jian, you can go to buy lottery tickets today. It's spun to you twice. President Tang, you don't mind, do you?"

Tang Fan shrugged his shoulders.

Jian Han was shocked. Her eyes met Zhou Dayuan's who was opposite her. The man looked at her with satisfaction in his eyes.

She didn't know if she had imagined it. There were hints of devilishness and masculine malice in his eyes.

That meant — Ex-girlfriend, do you dare to accept the challenge?

Jian Han's heart was beating like a drum. Turns out that he would also be like that sometimes.

Ning Qing pushed Jian Han and took the lead in coaxing, "Sister Jian, what are you still in a daze for? Everyone is waiting for you. It's just a game. Sister Jian, you're not afraid to play, are you?"

"That's right Dr. Jian. If you don't move, we'll pull you."

Jian Han didn't move. She wouldn't move at all.

This… How awkward would it be.

So Ning Qing and several female colleagues came forward. They pulled her up from her chair and pushed her forward to Zhou Dayuan's side.

When she went forward, the man's long legs touched the ground and the high chair he sat on swiveled around. Today, he wore a light pink shirt and sapphire blue casual trousers. This set was the most classic British style. But the men in China didn't suit that style, because the Chinese people were different from the British people, whose gentlemanly style emanated from their bones.

And this man was a perfect gentleman.

He turned around and looked at her with a smile on his lips.

Jian Han didn't even have time to respond when she was pushed forward by someone.

Like a piece of wood, Jian Han did not know to avoid it and threw herself directly into the man's arms.

He clasped a big palm on her waist but did not really touch her. He had just touched her lightly to support her and bring her into his arms. He looked down and asked, "Are you all right?"

Their faces were very close, and his breath touched her skin during the conversation. Jian Han's heart tipped and a warm current rushed through her limbs.

When she was standing straight, he let her go.

Everyone at the bar stood up and watched. She couldn't back out now. Her little face was burning fiercely. She looked at him and asked in a discursive tone, "Can I just kiss your face?"

Zhou Dayuan heard that and raised his eyebrows. His left arm was on the bar. Two long, fair fingers rubbed his temples. He looked calm and relaxed and looked at her embarrassed appearance with some introspection.

Jian Han had an illusion that he had done it intentionally.

Everyone disagreed. Ning Qing said with a laugh, "Sister Jian, how can this be? The note says kiss, so kissing it shall be. Everyone's here to play. It's just a kiss. What's there to be scared of?"

Jian Han gave Ning Qing a look, but she couldn't convince the crowd.

Too much refusal would make her look pretentious. She was afraid that everyone would see through her.

Jian Han looked down and made up her mind. It was just a kiss. It wouldn't kill her.

She slowly moved forward, bent down, and kissed his lips.

Zhou Dayuan watched her coming. Her stiff body looked as if she were a hero sacrificing herself. He laughed, and the devilish glint in his eyes deepened.

Her lips touched the man's supple lips. He drank some wine and there was still the fragrance of wine. She touched his lips and pulled away.

But her small face was suddenly cupped by the man's two big palms, and her lips parted in shock and allowing him to suck on her lips.

Jian Han froze and stared into the eyes of a man who was inches away from her.

Zhou Dayuan did not close his eyes. He looked at her quietly, a little indifferent.

His gaze was like a basin of cold water, dousing her from her head down. He didn't really make a move. He just looked at her shy and embarrassed appearance… So bad.

Jian Han reached out and pushed him away.

She wasn't sure if he was intentional before, but she was sure now.

"Wow…" Because when Zhou Dayuan kissed Jian Han, he had covered them with his hand, so the crowd could not see it clearly. They had just seen something exciting, and this was encouraging them.

Everyone went back to their seats.

Jian Han wasn't in the mood to play the next round. Her red face had turned pale. "Ning Qing, I'm going to the bathroom," she whispered to Ning Qing beside her.

"Sister Jian, I'll go with you."

"No need." Jian Han turned around and left.