My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Jian Han was kissed by him. All of her senses were overwhelmed by the man's masculine scent. The lamp was not very bright, and it shone down and looked a little blurry. She closed her eyes in a hurry and firmly held the bed sheets with both hands, allowing herself to get drunk in this mesmerizing atmosphere.

He kissed her while he spoke.

"Jian Han, I will bring you to visit my grandparents tomorrow… In the past, they liked you very much. Now that we are married, they will love you even more… You don't have to worry about other people. You don't have to look at their facial expressions. You don't have to endure their anger. Nobody can harm you again, and no one can separate us anymore… My friends… I will introduce you to them one by one. In the future, I will continue being friends with those you like. If you don't like them, I will forget about them… I don't like noise. Now that you have our son, I will accompany you after I come home from work. I will always protect both of you…

"Jian Han, you also do not need to worry about money, if you love to work then you can go to work. It is also fine if you do not work… A few years ago, I bought a few hectares of land in England. After that, businesses came to use that piece of land. Those few businesses and skyscrapers on these streets are all ours. It is enough to support you for your entire life… I have numerous properties under my name, and I also have a garage. Excluding my pay, I still have pharmaceutical research rights, and it was all I earned throughout these years… I hand these over to you tomorrow; it is all yours…"

Jian Han turned her small head over. She buried her face deep in the blankets, and she tried hard to lift her head backwards. She lifted her elegant neck and allowed him to kiss her.

She did not know what he was saying as she was in a blur. A man like him was pure and warm like a piece of jade, and he sometimes talked about money, houses and cars…

She knew that he was rich. He did not take a single cent from the Zhou family ever since he was 20 years old, and everything he owned right now was earned.

She did not want his money, but when he said, "It's all yours," it made her face go red. A man gave all of his money to you, women are all old fashioned, and she also liked it.

She was so happy.

Also, she did not have to look at the facial expressions of others, and did not have to get angry… She knew that he was referring to his parents. When he spoke, his tone was careful and hesitant. He was coaxing her and pampering her. He was afraid that she would be treated unfairly and be wronged after she married her, and he used sweet words to coax her.

Were these sweet words of romance?

He was addressing her. He would not let her marry him unclearly and follow him without certainty.

Jian Han felt her heart go extremely soft. Her small hand on the bed sheets let go. She slowly hugged his neck. She lifted her body up as she hung on his body and took the initiative to stick to him. She said," Dayuan… Zhou Dayuan…"

She did not know how to respond to him. She had nothing at all. She did not have much in savings these past few years. She did not have any dowry. She only had herself, and she gave herself to him.

Zhou Dayuan was panting. He used one large hand to pin her soft waist, and he hugged her. "Jian Han, help me give birth to our son. Give me a home and spend the days well with me… I am willing to give anything to you. I will give everything to you."

After he spoke, he really gave it to her.

His wet body flipped over, and he did not forget to stretch a muscular arm to curl her into his embrace. He had a frown on his face as he kissed her hair. He pulled the large red blanket and covered her body.

The bath towel on her body had long loosened itself, and he was afraid that she was cold.

Jian Han's small face looked a little rogue. She perched softly on the man's broad chest. The man was still panting. His rough breathing was just like a wild beast. She placed her small hand on his heart, and his hurried heartbeat was beating on her hand and made her hand numb.

Her face was boiling hot, and she buried her small face, not daring to look at him.

Both of them hugged one another quietly. Zhou Dayuan's rough breathing slowly evened itself out. After that life threatening taste dissipated in his body, he lowered his gaze down and kissed her forehead.

"Jian Han…Jian Han." Her name was like her person, and he lovingly said her name.

The woman did not say a word, and was unwilling to reply.

Zhou Dayuan froze for a moment. He turned his body sideways and placed the woman's small head in the crook of his arm to look at her. Her small face was crimson red, and her eyes were closed shut.

He was a little flustered. He used his left hand to pat her face. "Jian Han, what is wrong? Where do you feel not well? I am sorry. It's our wedding night. I could not control myself. Does it hurt somewhere? Tell me…"

As he was panicking, Jian Han opened her eyes.

The woman's almond shaped eyes were extremely clear. They were dark and moist like a pond filled with spring water. Her small face that was merely the size of a palm was crimson red, and she looked extremely attractive.

She opened her mouth. Her red lips were a little swollen. Her voice was like a small sheep, extremely coy and soft as she said, "I am fine."

He did not really touch her, so she would be fine.

Zhou Dayuan heaved a sigh of relief. He wrapped his large on her fringe covering her forehead and pushed it backwards. He kissed her boiling hot face, with his voice still hoarse. "I took your pulse. Our son is very healthy, but your body is too weak. You need to nurse your body back to health. I will bring you for more checks tomorrow." He kissed her slim arm as he said, "These kind of things would not hurt the child, but it would make you tired. I will try not to do in the future. I'll control myself for a bit. We will be able to reach the three-month mark in no time."

He was not embarrassed.

She buried her small face into the crook of his arm, and made an effort not to look at him.

But it was of no use. Her small jaw was lifted up with his two fingers. He bent down by her ear as he said, "Jian Han, did you hear what I said just now?"

Jian Han curled her small shoulders. She was so embarrassed and could only shake her head.

"Heh." The man was laughing. "Okay then, I will say it another time. We are married now. I will not mistreat you. My money, my houses, my cars, and even our son is all yours. I am also yours. I would not allow you to be wronged, but there is something; you have to be mine."

Jian Han could not help it as she curled the corners of her lips up, he was actually serious and solemn, and she laughed gently and beautifully, she pouted her pink lips as she snorted, "You know how to calculate properly, huh?"

Zhou Dayuan was also tickled. The romance between the newlywed was very apparent as he touched her soft waist and kissed her all over the place. He said, "Jian Han, say it once."

"Huh?" Jian Han did not understand.

"We are married now; what should you address me as? You are still pretending not to know?" His dark eyes were full of gentleness, and anticipation.

Jian Han was ducking far away, and she was totally embarrassed to say it out loud. She wanted to roll towards the inside of the bed, but the man did not allow her to do so; he held her without letting go.

Knowing that she was pregnant, he also did not dare to force her. The two rolled into a bundle on the bed as they laughed, and the big red blanket dropped to the carpet.

"Jian Han, are you gonna say it or not?" Zhou Dayuan buried himself in her tender neck and touched her fair skin.

She pressed his large hand down. She laughed with the coy attitude of a young girl acting cute. "I will say it then. I will say it. You don't touch me here and there… Hubby, Hubby…"

Zhou Dayuan let out a sigh in satisfaction. He used his left shoulder as support and did not press onto her stomach. Half of his body collapsed onto hers, and he used his right hand to touch her small face. He kissed her as he emotionally said, "It has been 13 years already. Ever since I was 20 years old, I wanted to make you mine, and now I have finally gotten my wish…"

Jian Han did not say anything. She did not dare to open her eyes, afraid that the tears in her eyes would escape.

She did not want to cry. Today was the day that they got married. It was such a good day, and she was so blissful.

Her small face was kissed by him again, and his voice was soft as he coaxed her. "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, sleep then. I didn't do it for real. You don't have to bathe; I will use a warm towel to wipe you down."

The warmness on her body left. Jian Han listened to him get off the bed as he went into the washroom. He came back very quickly, took a warm towel in his hands as he wiped her body, then placed the blankets over her.

He went to the washroom again, probably to take a shower. He came back to the bed all refreshed. He stretched his arm out to take her into his embrace. He kissed her forehead, and softly and lovingly said, "Good night, Wifey."

His wifey.

Jian Han had a smile on her face and did not say a word.

…

That night, Jian Han had an extremely long dream.

She went seven or eight years back in time. At that time, she had graduated from Oxford. He got into trouble. There was a night when she was alone in the flat that they rented. She curled herself up into a corner and put her head down as she cried painfully.

She was crying so hard, and she could barely catch her breath.

She made a call. She was in pain and hopeless as she said, "I will promise you, I will leave him. I wont allow him to find me… I am begging you to save him, how can both of you be so cruel; he is your son…"

After hanging up. She made a call to her own parents. Her parents only had one daughter, and they were shocked when they heard her hoarse cries.

She was speaking incoherently. "Dad, Mum, let's move. I am begging you to move quickly. Yeah, you cannot let anyone know. You cannot let anyone find you… Let's go to Singapore. I will go first, and you two should quickly follow…"

She was in her 20s. Her parents still addressed her as a baby. Her mother heard her crying on the phone and had already teared up. Her dad snatched the phone as he comforted her. "Baby, what happened? Okay, don't cry; isn't it just moving homes? That's not a problem. We will move right now."

After that, she really went to Singapore. A long time later, she also found out that he was saved released, but after that, she could not remember what happened. She could not remember who called her to tell her: Jian Han, your parents were involved in an incident on the high speed rail. The high speed rail went off a cliff, and they were unable to even find their bodies.

She spent seven days and nights in the depths of the mountain to look for them. She saw her parents' clothes, pressed below a big rock. That day, it was raining very heavily, and she kneeled on the ground and used both of her small hands to dig through the mud. The mud was full of blood. She found her parent's bones, but their corpses were not complete…

She buried her parents. She did not know who was it that gave her a tight slap during the funeral. It was probably her oldest uncle or aunt. They pointed at her and scolded her painfully. "Jian Han, do you know that your parents died for you? Why did you want to move houses when they were living all fine and well? They did not bring anything, and did not even dare tell us much. They took the high speed train overnight to come to look for you. They only had one daughter. That is you. They treated you so preciously, but you took your parent's life all because of a man."

"That's right, Jian Han. You disappoint us too much. Leave. Go back to your Singapore. Our Jian family does not have a daughter like you. In the future, we do not need you to come to visit your parents' grave."

"Jian Han, you better get lost!"

After that, she lost her soul as she stumbled out of the graveyard. She just barely made it out, and she fainted and fell to the ground.

After that, she also could not remember anything. She underwent many years of psychological therapy. Her dreams were all full of her mum's last sad sobbing as she felt bad for her, and her father's anxious voice as he comforted her. Although their family was not powerful or rich, they were once so blissful.

She had personally ruined her family.

She was a sinner.

…

Jian Han opened her eyes slowly. Hot tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she realized that her face was covered in tears a long time ago.