My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The man was tall, and she could only see his rigid side face when she raised her eyes. Sweat beaded on his face, and he emanated a strong and manly scent like a soldier on the battlefield.

Leng Zhiyuan whispered, "Be careful of traps."

Zhou Yao looked back at her. The man smiled and narrowed his eyes, giving off a wild aura. His left hand came to her mouth as he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood for her. "I don't need your warning. Women should look like women.Why are you putting on a strong front when you can't beat him?"

Leng Zhiyuan glared at him in anger. Does he despise women or what?

His movements were rough, and his thumbs that held guns all year round were very calloused. He rubbed the corners of her mouth so hard that he probably reddened the skin around her mouth.

She reached out and brushed his hand away.

One word — scram!

Zhou Yao withdrew his gaze. He approached Tang Xueli. His right hand, which hung beside his trousers, rhythmically struck twice. The two men looked at each other and were excited. This was a fight between masters.

Tang Xueli attacked.

He grabbed Zhou Yao's throat with his right hand, but Zhou Yao did not avoid it. When Tang Xueli's hand came to his throat, his long leg swept out and kicked Tang Xueli directly under his crotch. Tang Xueli veered sideways and avoided the attack, and the two men fell to the ground with a bang.

Leng Zhiyuan was settling the enemy at hand while watching the tense struggle over there.

Both men were extremely skilled. Tang Xueli practiced Qigong and was precise and fierce. Zhou Yao was mainly fighting with force and was very fast. The two of them fought from the car to the ground. Their faces were bruised and battered, but they were tied.

Only then did Leng Zhiyuan realized the disparity of her strength. She had grown up in the gang, and her father and brother had doted on her. She was the young missus. She was usually praised and so she thought that she was skilled.

Of course, she was indeed amazing. At the age of 26, she hadn't met any real rivals yet. Zhou Yao was the first, and now Tang Xueli was the second.

Looking at Zhou Yao's fierce and sharp skills, she realized that the two fights she had with him, he had let her win or given her an advantage.

She couldn't beat him.

The two men had a hard time fighting each other. Leng Zhiyuan looked at the fierce battlefield. She made a quick decision.

She turned around, picked up an assault rifle from the ground, knelt on one knee, and pointed the muzzle at Tang Xueli's head.

The two men had challenged each other to a duel, but all's fair in war.

She quickly aimed the gun at Tang Xueli, and the two men in the fight were instantly aware of her. Zhou Yao was stunned, and his face went dark.

Tang Xueli burst out in vulgarities. "F*ck, you're going back on your words!"

He let go of Zhou Yao, when a jeep came by, the door was open, he jumped up with the help of his long legs, and the jeep sped away.

Tang Xueli had escaped.

Leng Zhiyuan gave up shooting and her little face was cold. At that time, footsteps sounded and the gun in her hand was kicked away.

"What are you doing?" A man's thunderous roar reverberated in her ears.

Leng Zhiyuan rose and met the man's glaring eyes.

In addition to his natural unrestrained character, his brow bones were prominent. The two sharp eyebrows that were full of a sense of justice. His hard-lined face was overflowing with strong, manly vibes.

"Don't you know what I was doing? I was going to shoot him in the head," Leng Zhiyuan answered, raising her chin.

"Shoot him in the head? Didn't you hear that we were going to fight? You went back on your word in an instant, but I have to keep my promise, a man's promise, and now you've made me a man of no faith!" Zhou Yao's voice was loud and forceful, and he was obviously furious.

When had Leng Zhiyuan ever suffered this kind of anger? Wasn't she shooting Tang Xueli in the head for his own good?

"Enough, Zhou Yao, what are you clamoring about for? This is the battlefield. Not only do you have to fight with physical strength but also with your brain. How long will you be able to fight with your brute strength? When you're done, the battle will already be over."

Zhou Yao gave her a contemptuous glance and said, "Yes, I'm not like Miss Leng, who can be mean and insidious to achieve her goals."

In his bones, he somewhat looked down on these mercenaries. They were different from soldiers. They would do anything to win. They had no principles or bottom lines.

Leng Zhiyuan was really angry. "You!"

"What?" Zhou Yao raised his firm jaw and gave her a look.

By this time the battle was over: "Boss." The Flaming Forces surrounded Zhou Yao.

"Young missus." Leng Zhiyuan's men also surrounded her.

The two camps were facing each other.

Leng Zhiyuan was not angry, and instead, she laughed at the moment. She crossed her hands around her chest and posed lazily. Her face was soaked with sweat, and her fair little face was flushed. The sweat was like dew gliding on the petals of roses. As she was a mixed blood, with both Caucasian and Asian heritage, her skin was perfect.

"Yes, of course, I'm different from you. I'm unlike some people, who secretly seduce other people's fiancees and breaks up other people's marriages. You are the third party!"

What?

The Flaming Forces had heard such shocking news for the first time, and they were stunned. They were angry, extremely furious. Their boss usually did not even look at a woman. He was self-conscious and was probably still a virgin. How could this woman insult their boss like that?

When Zhou Yao heard that, his temper flared up, and his eyebrows were jumping. He copied the strange tone of the woman and sarcastically said, "Hmph, if I'm the third party, what are you then? I admire how many men you female mercenaries have played with; your bodies are your secret weapons."

Zhou Yao happened to be right.

These female mercenaries led the most chaotic private lives. They would be robbed of their virginity by the chief officer before their first mission so that they would not fall for anyone who would affect their missions in the future.

When they were on a mission, they would not hesitate to sleep with different men to achieve their goals. Throughout the ages, how many politicians have died because of female mercenaries?

Leng Zhiyuan's mercenaries were angry when they heard these words!

Although their young missus was a little fiercer and less gentle than a woman, she still couldn't understand what was going on between men and women.

It was simple — she was the young missus of the gang and had always been surrounded by men. Since childhood, she has been fighting and killing. Her father and brother have protected her, and they did not allow her to come into contact with such things, so she naturally did not understand.

Otherwise, she would not have gone to see a doctor after he had bullied her a little that day.

She was like a blank sheet of paper in this respect.

"What are you talking about? If you dare to slander our young missus again, we'll duke it out with you," said the mercenaries as they pointed at him.

The Flaming Forces were also angry. "Fine then, we're not afraid of you. We haven't asked you to apologize, but you've triggered us."

"Come on, then. Let's fight."

"Alright, come first. Let's talk with our fists."

When Lu Shaoming arrived, he saw the two camps arguing. He frowned deeply and said, "Second Brother, Young Missus Leng, isn't it chaotic enough here? What are they arguing about?"

Leng Zhiyuan snorted, "Those who have different beliefs should not work together. Young Master Lu, Tang Xueli has escaped today. If you have any news regarding him in the future, do inform me. I'll bid my farewell now."

Leng Zhiyuan turned around and left with her men.

Zhou Yao looked at the woman's back. The woman was in good shape. She was curvy and seductive. She liked to wear tight, black leather trousers. When she walked away, her big, perky buttocks moved, and she looked arrogant.

"Women." Zhou Yao cursed, and his throat was dry. Every time he met her, she would always be able to seduce him. One day, he would have her under him.

The way men conquered women was simple and crude. A woman, no matter how strong she was, would beg for mercy when she was in bed.

In Zhou Yao's eyes, Leng Zhiyuan needed to be…

Lu Shaoming watched Leng Zhiyuan get on the bus, then gave Zhou Yao a sideways look that said — You should control yourself.

Zhou Yao shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

Lu Shaoming turned sideways and looked forward. Zhou Dayuan came with two nurses. Zhou Zhilei lay on the ground. He could not ignore his own sister. He listened to Zhou Zhilei's heartbeat. Two nurses lifted Zhou Zhilei into the car.

Zhou Dayuan stood there, warm and gentle as jade, looking at Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming walked towards him.

When the men got on the luxury car and left, the Flaming Forces burst out. "Boss, How did this happen? How did you become the third party? Tell us about it."

"Yes, Boss, it's a good thing! You don't have to worry if it's someone's fiancee; as long as you like her, we will grab her for you immediately."

"Get lost!" Zhou Yao stretched out his leg and kicked a soldier's ass. "So rude. Clean up this mess for me and return to base."

The Flaming Forces soldiers were afraid of their boss's fists and had to go to work obediently.

Zhou Yao raised his right foot and stepped on a stone. His heart was burning with fury. He was not a third party at all; the woman was instigating him.

This all started on the Chinese Valentine's day.

His elder brother and his third brother had gone to the dance floor to dance. He smoked a few cigarettes and found that the pack was empty, so he got up and went to the supermarket to buy cigarettes.

He had just gone out of the door when a half-drunk woman bumped into him. The woman smelled of perfume. He frowned and was extremely disgusted.

Then the half-drunk woman looked up at him, and her expression changed instantly. She drooled like a fool in love. "Handsome man… Big handsome man…"

The woman threw herself at him.

He pushed her away with a finger as the woman's fiance arrived.

When her fiance saw her embracing him, he immediately jumped up and slandered him as "the third party", then, unfortunately, Leng Zhiyuan passed by.

She saw the scene.

He couldn't forget her gaze then. She had both her hands in her pockets, and her usual braided hair was down and scattered over her shoulders. For the first time, she had the look that a woman should have.

She noticed the ruckus and went over when she saw the situation and saw that it was him. She sneered and gave him a contemptuous look as she said, "Third party".

He was so furious that he dumped the entangled fiancée and chased after her.

She realized that he was chasing her, so she walked faster and reached a bus station. She jumped agilely, got on a bus, and the bus sped away.

Through the glass window, he could see that she was chewing gum while giving him the middle finger.

F*ck.

Fine, that Hong Kong woman probably doesn't know what f*ck means. She will know it one day.

…

At the Ning family villa

Ning Qing watched the dark night outside the landing window. Her long eyelashes drooped. Another day passed.

It had already been half a month.