My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Household registration and identification Card?!

Ning Qing’s heart skipped a beat. “Where…Where to?”

“To the Bureau of Civil Affairs, before 5 p.m.” Lu Shaoming answered naturally, this girl was as slow as a crawling tortoise. If he did not stimulate her, she would always be running in place. “Ning Qing, I have a flight to London after 5 o’clock. If you don’t come, I won’t come back to T city. That’s it, bye-bye…”

The man hung up the phone?

He’d actually hung up the phone just like that!

Ning Qing looked at her cell phone and stamped her feet with hate. Was he forcing her to marry him? How could someone force her into marriage like that?

After putting her phone away, Ning Qing sat back on the bed with her pink lips pouted. He can leave if he wanted to, they were not familiar with each other to begin with. Since he didn’t want her to return the money, she’d just keep it with ease.

Although this was what she was thinking in her head, Ning Qing felt as if her heart was being fried in a frying pan, bubbling anxiously and torturously.

She stood up suddenly and decided not to think about it. She went out of the ward to get a breath of fresh air.

…

When she went to the hospital service desk, she saw several little nurses chatting happily there.

“Xiao Fang, I heard that you had a lightning marriage two days ago. You’d met your husband through blind dates right, getting married so fast after only meeting a few times? You’re so bold.”

“Bold?” You’ve been dating your boyfriend for four years but why don’t you dare to marry him? Because you’re afraid. In fact, marriage for a woman is just a gamble. It has nothing to do with time. I believe in my sixth sense, there’s a voice in my heart telling me, yes, it’s him. I’m afraid of losing him, so I got married.

Ning Qing was listening as Zhu Rui went behind her and asked, “Miss Ning, why aren’t you resting in bed?”

Ning Qing turned around and her beautiful eyes rippled like pools of honey as they sparkled like scattered stars, shining brightly. Her lips curled up as she smiled sweetly. “Secretary Zhu, I was about to go find you. Can you take me somewhere?”

…

Zhu Rui brought Ning Qing to the lobby of her dormitory. She ran upstairs, opened the door and took out her household registration from the drawer.

She placed her household registration and ID card in her bag. She looked at herself and saw that she was still wearing the hospital gown, so she changed her clothes.

When she was back in the BMW again, she said to Zhu Rui, “Take me to President Lu.”

…

Ning Qing stood in front of the Guang Qing Company. Guang Qing was located in the most prosperous area of the city. It was six administrative buildings linked together. Looking at the shiny golden “Guang Qing” plaque that was 66-stories high, Ning Qing could hardly open her eyes due to the blinding light.

She was starting to feel shy and timid then.

But Zhu Rui had already opened the door. “Miss Ning, after you.” He made the “after you” gesture.

Ning Qing held her sling bag tightly in her small hands, set her heart, and bravely stepped out and entered.

She walked into the hall, which was decked in blue, white and black, concise and generous, the hall was heated, but the temperature was a little cold, the air was very fresh, a bonsai could be seen every five steps, the place was filled with a rigorous and solemn atmosphere.

In the past three years, Ning Qing’s life had been just circulating around the entertainment industry, school, and hospital. These places were all quite noisy, and upon suddenly coming here, the visual shock was quite absolute.

Along the way, employees wearing professional suits passed by, “Secretary Zhu…” Employees bowed their heads as they greeted him.

Receiving everyone’s curious gazes, Ning Qing straightened up her slim back, looking natural and poised while politely and gently returning their gazes, her attitude open and honest.

The employees felt a little embarrassed then.

Zhu Rui escorted Ning Qing to the elevator. At that moment, the door of the elevator opened with a “ding”.

Ning Qing watched as a group of people came out.

Lu Shaoming was right at the front. He was wearing a white shirt, a dark blue striped tie with a black handmade suit, the classic match made him look handsome and elegant.

The sharp knife-like cutting of the trousers wrapped around his long, straight legs, black leather shoes gave off a cold and powerful aura against the clean, reflective marble floor.

He eyes were downcast as he looked at the papers in the hands of the person beside him, and he spoke in a low voice.

His expression was serious, with a slight frown of his jet black brows, his chiseled and handsome face immersed in cold perseverance.

This was Ning Qing’s first time seeing him at work. This was the charm of a mature 30-year-old man. His elegant bowed head while discussing matters exuded pride and control.

“President…” Zhu Rui called out while Ning Qing was still in a daze.

So Ning Qing looked up as the men in suits all turned to look at her.

Ning Qing was a little afraid to look back at them. This was a serious work office. She’d dressed casually and looked like an alien intruder, which was embarrassing.

If she’d known. She would’ve just stayed in the car just now and called him to ask him to come down and meet her.

However, this embarrassment only lasted for mere seconds, because Lu Shaoming strode towards with his long legs, his broad body blocking her sight, which happened to block others from looking at her.

Ning Qing’s heart was warm and happy. This man was smart and thoughtful. He would care about every tiny feeling of hers when she was with him.

“You’re here?” Lu Shaoming stopped in front of her and his seriousness before faded away. He raised his sharp brows and looked like he was in a good mood.

“Yep…” Ning Qing’s small face turned red.

She was here, here to get their marriage certificate.

The girl was wearing a maple leaf-colored sweater today. The round collar of the sweater was wide and big, revealing her two delicate and beautiful collar bones. Her beautifully dark and glossy hair hung on her cream-white skin and fine pink neck.

Pure and tender like a rose that almost dripped with water.

“Let’s go.” Lu Shaoming put his strong arm around her shoulder and turned around with her.

Ning Qing was coaxed forward in his embrace. She blushed and asked in a low voice, “Don’t you have to work?”

“I’ve already taken care of what should be taken care of, what’s left is their business,” the man said, looked at her suddenly and smiled while saying. “Now, we’re going to take care of our future.”

Ning Qing relaxed her body and slowly leaned into his embrace. The employees all bowed and called out respectfully as they walked towards the gate, “President…”

He walked without looking askance, and Ning Qing, who was receiving the crowd’s envious gazes, lifted the corners of her lips up quietly. He’d embraced her so intimately in front of so many people, meaning that he’d already disclosed her identity.

Some men talk more than they do, but he’d only do and not talk, silly.

But she likes his silliness.

…

The two of them arrived at the Bureau of Civil Affairs. There were a lot of people who’d come to get married today. They needed to get a queue number and wait for their turn. Lu Shaoming had obviously not done something like waiting before. He went to smoke a cigarette by the door.

Ning Qing sat in her seat and waited. Beside her, a friendly older woman was struck conversation.

“Young girl, is that your husband? He’s so handsome, will you feel insecure after your marriage?”

Ning Qing looked at Lu Shaoming. He was leaning languidly by the door, holding the cigarette between his two skilled fingers. His temperament was one in ten thousand among the seas of the people there.

As if telepathically, when she looked at him, he happened to look at her too. His brows knitted tightly together, as he narrowed his eyes and puffed a circle of smoke from his sexy thin lips, showing some of a man’s wild side.

Ning Qing quickly took back her gaze and blushed. “I’m not afraid. He’s 10 years older than me. If he doesn’t want me, I can find even younger ones.”

The older woman laughed and thought she was childish. Ning Qing knew that the man by the door had heard her, because she saw him laugh, with some helplessness.

When he laughed, deep lines rippled from the corners of his eyes. Ning Qing never knew that a man could be so amorous.

…

An hour later, they’d gotten their certificates and returned to the car.

Ning Qing took a deep breath and looked at the red booklet in her little hand. She still could not believe that she had married herself off like this, to a man whom she had only met four times, at that.

“It’s about time for my flight, Ning Qing. I’m leaving.” The man beside her was speaking.

Ning Qing raised her head and nodded in embarrassment and answered, “Oh…” They were newlywed, and she doesn’t know how other married couples said farewell, so she was very awkward, “When…When will you come back?”

As soon as her voice fell, her slim waist was gripped onto. Lu Shaoming easily held her in his arms.

“Ning Qing, call me.” His voice was deep and soft.

“Oh, call you what? Let go of me first.” Her nose was filled with the refreshing and charming manly scent of his body. Ning Qing quickly sprang away like a frightened bird in his arms.

Lu Shaoming was amused. The creamy and tender skin on her was red, and the red halo spread all the way to her crystal-like little earlobes. Her cherry mouth was tender and lovely. Perhaps she did not know how enticing her ‘Oh’ was, and the fluttering eyelashes that were like butterfly’s wings were beautiful and lovely.

“Ning Qing, what are you thinking about? There’s not enough time to go into the nuptial chamber, I did not ask you to call me your husband. Shaoming, call me by my name.”

Ning Qing’s hands were stiff, she’d really thought that he’d wanted her to call him her husband.

Now, he was the gentleman and she the despicable one.

But she was a reasonable despicable person, they were married, it was his right to touch her if he couldn’t wait, but she was not ready for it.

“… Shao… Ming… ” He refused to let her go. She could only bury her tender little face into his stiff, tactile collar and cried out so softly it was as if a mosquito was buzzing.

“Ah…” Lu Shaoming smiled and said, “Ning Qing, I do not require anything from you. The only thing is that you can only have me in your heart.”

He did not want her to call out ‘Xu Junxi’ in sleep again.

What was he spouting?

It was not that he did not have any requirements, it was totally because he’d found such a wonderful and perfect woman like her, all right?

He doesn’t even know how to make her happy.

“Since you can make requirements, I can too. You, you have to treat me well, give me your salary, and split the housework with me. Ning Qing repeated what the enthusiastic older woman had just said.

Lu Shaoming smiled as he pulled her into his arms. The more he looked at her, the more lovely his little wife was.

He leaned down and whispered into her ear, with some pleasure and indulgence, “We are married, my money is your money, common property between husband and wife. Also, I might be busy with work and won’t be able to take care of much housework for you, but I will work harder. There are cleaning ladies in my house, so you don’t have to do it.”

Ning Qing finally realized how childish her requests were. He was not in the same class as her at all.