My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Huh?

Little Qinwen tilted his head and stared at Daddy innocently.

Lu Shaoming sat up and placed Little Qinwen on the corner of the bed. He rubbed his baby son's small head and explained, "Daddy and Mummy are making you a beautiful little sister."

When Little Qinwen heard that, he was unhappy. He wanted to throw her away.

Lu Shaoming got up and went into the bathroom with the milk bottle. "Son, don't make any noise. Let Mummy sleep a little longer. Daddy is going to make your milk for you."

Little Qinwen's eyes shone when he saw the bottle. He was so hungry.

Little Qinwen climbed around and played by himself. He slowly climbed to Mummy's side. Mummy was beautiful today. Her small face was flushed. Her wavy hair cascaded down. The bright light shone on Mummy's dark hair, making her appear soft and sweet, and even her breath was sweet.

No wonder Daddy spent so much time peeping at Mummy.

Little Qinwen was naughty. He sat on the bed and pulled at the blankets on Mummy's body with two small hands. Mummy was still wearing a pink cartoon nightgown. But the wide collar slipped down from one of her small shoulders. Little Qinwen looked at the hickey on Mummy's tender, creamy skin and cried.

Hearing her son's cries, Ning Qing was quickly awoken. She opened her eyes and saw Little Qinwen sitting beside her, mouth wide and wailing his heart out.

"Little Qinwen, what's wrong?" Ning Qing wanted to get up, but her little hands could not exert themselves on the bed. Her body felt as though it were breaking apart.

Lu Shaoming came out from the bathroom. He held Little Qinwen in his arms and wiped the tears away with his thumb as he said, "Son, why are you crying? Tell Daddy about it."

Little Qinwen stole a peep at his Mummy's shoulder in his father's arms and covered his eyes with two small hands: Little Qinwen was afraid.

Ning Qing realized that Little Qinwen was looking at her. She quickly pulled up the collar of her nightgown and looked at the man with a pointed but dainty look.

All your fault!

Lu Shaoming laughed in an adoring manner as he raised his eyebrows at the woman. Alright, all my fault.

"Son, don't cry. Don't be afraid. That's Daddy's kiss."

Ning Qing: "…" My son is going to learn bad things from him.

"Come on, let's eat." Lu Shaoming held Little Qinwen in one arm with the bottle in the other hand, and he fed it to his son.

Little Qinwen had forgotten to cry as he sucked on the bottle energetically.

Ning Qing looked at the father and son and turned over lazily. She looked at her cell phone. It was already 6:30 a.m.

She looked at the man by the bed. The man was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, clean and refreshing, with an aloof, noble aura. He didn't appear tired at all.

Ning Qing complained in her heart. She didn't know why he was so strong.

She was exhausted.

Ning Qing did not want to get up from bed. Her eyelids were heavy, and she wanted to sleep for a while. Just then, Little Qinwen finished his milk. Lu Shaoming put the bottle on the nightstand. The man bent down and kissed her on the forehead. "Ning Qing, I really do have a meeting today. I'll take Little Qinwen with me. You sleep a little longer."

Ning Qing opened her eyes and buried her fair, delicate face lazily in her pillow. Her apricot cheeks were as dewy as leaves after rain. She had just woken up. Her eyes were still sleepy. Her groggy look was extremely adorable. "Are you going to the office? I'll take care of Little Qinwen."

Lu Shaoming looked at her big, beautiful, clear eyes and could not help but lean over and kissed her forehead. "It's alright. I'll take Little Qinwen home. You sleep a little longer."

Ning Qing got up and knelt on the bed with her fair, slender legs. The man's collar was flipped over. She reached out and flipped it back. Her voice was delicate and melodious as she said. "No, it's inconvenient for you to take Little Qinwen. Leave Little Qinwen here. I'll call Mom later; you go to work."

Lu Shaoming stooped low and let her smooth his collar. The woman's eyes had softened for him. His heart felt full. "Wifey's the best."

He approached to kiss her on the lips.

"Ah!" Ning Qing quickly reached out and held Little Qinwen in her arms. She blushed and said, "Our son is here! Don't mess around; go to the office, quickly."

"Alright." Lu Shaoming laughed and kissed his son's little face.

Little Qinwen was kissed by his father. He was so happy, so, so happy, but Daddy had plopped a kissed and went away. Daddy's big hand directly clasped the back of his Mummy's head while he kissed Mummy deeply.

Ning Qing's little face turned red. She hadn't expected him to launch a sneak attack.

The man's chest was too wide and smothered the mother and son in his embrace. She opened her mouth, letting him suckle for a moment. He wasn't greedy this time, leaving after getting a taste.

"Wifey, I'm really going now." Lu Shaoming touched her forehead, lingering.

Ning Qing's heart felt so sweet it was about to burst, but she refused to admit it. She pushed him with her little hand and said, "Go."

She wasn't shameless enough to do anything with her son in front of them.

Lu Shaoming stood up straight, took his briefcase in his right hand, opened the door, and went out.

When the man closed the door and disappeared completely from her sight, Ning Qing finally withdrew her gaze and looked sideways, only to find Little Qinwen staring at her lips foolishly.

Ning Qing felt something wet on her lips. It was the kiss he left behind.

"Oh, Little Qinwen, what are you doing staring at Mummy? Mummy's blushing already. Okay, Mummy admits, Daddy kissed Mummy. Little Qinwen, to be honest, Daddy treats Mummy and Little Qinwen quite well. Shall we forgive Daddy?"

Little Qinwen clapped: OK, OK.

…

Lu Shaoming left the hotel and went straight to the Bentley. Right then, the cell phone in his pocket rang. It was Zhou Yao.

"Hello, Second Brother…"

"Hey, Elder Brother, we have found Tang Xueli's hiding place. He took his men to Miao Jiang."

Lu Shaoming's deep black eyes flashed for a moment. "Miao Jiang?"

"Yes, Elder Brother, don't worry. I have sent troops over, and I will go over today. This time, I will wipe him out."

Lu Shaoming pressed his thin lips together. "Second Brother, Tang Xueli's trip to Miao Jiang seems a little suspicious. Where are you? I'll join you. Let's go to Miao Jiang together."

Lu Shaoming hung up.

He opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. The morning sunshine shone through the window and spilled all over the man. He closed his eyes gently and wondered why Tang Xueli had gone to Miao Jiang.

Miao Jiang…

He heard that his love spell had come from Miao Jiang.

Lu Shaoming suddenly frowned. His ears rang with a sharp tone, and his nose felt warm. He reached out to touch his nose and saw piercing red blood on his fingers.

His strong body leaned back into the chair, and all his senses could be described with one word: pain.

Long forgotten pain.

Pain that drove deep into his bones.

…

In the hospital

Zhou Dayuan's face was grave. He looked at the man sitting on the bed. "Shaoming, the result of the examination shows that your body is alright. The antidote is real. Your love spell has been solved, but…"

"But what?" Lu Shaoming's face was pale, but his black eyes were still as sharp as an eagle's, and his features were as calm as water.

"But the situation may be worse. If I'm not wrong, you were under the oldest love spell in Miao Jiang. It is in the form of a maggot, and the mother hides in the human body. Someone had made the mother maggot give birth in your body to cause you pain. This kind of maggot poison is like a curse from ancient China. It is an unexplainable category of medicine and is very mysterious."

Lu Shaoming replied, "That means… I will be under someone else's control all my life?"

Zhou Dayuan shook his head. "No, you can also choose to find that person and kill him. If the maggot mother dies, you will live."

Lu Shaoming stood up and said, "What are we waiting for, then? Let's go. Let's go to Miao Jiang."

"To Miao Jiang?"

"Yes, Tang Xueli is in Miao Jiang. That man must be in his hands. Second Brother's men had surrounded him. He must have sniffed out something abnormal. He called me over through the maggot. He wants to fight to the death with me."

Zhou Dayuan nodded. "Alright, what else are you waiting for? Let's go."

…

Ning Qing was in the hotel room. Yue Wanqing woke up quickly. She held Little Qinwen in her arms.

Just then, Ning Qing's cell phone rang. It was an unknown number.

Ning Qing picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Hello, Mrs. Lu."

Ning Qing's pupils shrank. "Tang Xueli?"

A wild laugh sounded. "Haha, I didn't expect Mrs. Lu to guess who I was just by hearing my voice. It seems that I have left a deep impression on Mrs. Lu."

Ning Qing sneered, "Yes, I haven't met a lot of madmen in my life, only about two or three. Mr. Tang takes the top place in terms of madness. I dare not forget you. I heard that Mr. Tang is now a wanted man. So, how have you been?"

"It's only been a few days, and Mrs. Lu's mouth has sharpened. Hah, your husband, Young Master Lu, ruined my entire life's efforts. Now, he's not even leaving a path of escape for me. I fled to Miao Jiang to try to recover my strength. But, in just a couple of days, he has pursued me and has me surrounded, trying to wipe me off the face of the earth. Mrs. Lu, since Young Master Lu is cornering me like this, how should I repay him? "

Ning Qing's face turned cold. "What do you want?"

"Haha, what do I want? Young Master Lu thought that it was enough to get rid of the maggot. The maggot can give birth to baby maggots, so with the mother maggot lodged in his body, I can still make Young Master Lu suffer in unbearable pain by manipulating it. By this time, Young Master Lu should have only suffered once, but I think he would not tell you that. He must be in the hospital now."

Ning Qing's whole heart sank, and she trembled. "Tang Xueli, say it straight, the purpose of calling me."

"Gee, Mrs. Lu is so smart. My taste is good indeed. Come, come to Miao Jiang with Lu Shaoming. Come to accompany me for one night. Service me well, and I'll hand the person in charge of the mother maggot to you."

"Hah," Ning Qing laughed, her little head turning quickly. "You are surrounded now. The mother maggot is your only trump card. You're not using this trump card for a chance to escape but exchanging it for a woman instead."

"Haha, Mrs. Lu, you don't seem to know that in Young Master Lu's eyes, you are not as a mere woman. Playing with you can hurt him hundreds of times more than a maggot attack. Besides, Mrs. Lu, I been thinking about you for too long, and I've always wanted a taste of you."

Ning Qing knew that this man was hopeless. He was really a psychological pervert.

"Alright. Miao Jiang, right? You wait for me." Ning Qing hung up.

She dialed Lu Shaoming's number. After a few rings, someone picked up. The man's low, rich voice sounded, no different than usual. "Hello, Ning Qing."

"Hey, Shaoming, where are you now?"

There was no pause, and his answer was very natural. "At the office. Why?"