My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ye Xiaotao and Leng Zhiyuan looked at one another. Both of them had long covered their mouths as they laughed. They could make fun of Leng Hao. Both of them felt that it was pretty fun.

Leng Hao stepped forward as he wanted to pull Ye Xiaotao away. Ye Xiaotao screamed out loud, “Ah!” She quickly ducked behind Leng Zhiyuan as she said, “Older Sister Leng, save me.”

“Older Brother!” Leng Zhiyuan blockced Leng Hao’s hand.

“Zhiyuan, move away!”

Today, he had to teach this girl a proper lesson.

“Older Brother.” The hand that Leng Hao stretched out was blocked by Zhou Yao. Zhou Yao was standing tall and upright as he stood in front of the two women. He said, “Forget it; they are only joking around. Don’t take it seriously.”

“That’s right. You have such a bad temper. You will get old quickly! When we go out now, others are saying that you are my father. In the future, others will probably say that you are my grandpa,” Ye Xiaotao boldly retorted.

“You!” Leng Hao clenched his teeth.

At this moment, Old Master Zhou, Master Zhou, and Madam Zhou were all here. Everyone laughed and said, “Older Brother Leng, it is merely just a joke. Young Lady Xiao Tao is so cheeky and lively. Your life should not be boring at all with such a young wife around. It is your luck.”

“That’s right, that’s right!” Ye Xiaotao patted her small chest as she said, “An old husband with a young wife. You must have saved the entire galaxy during your past life to be able to marry me.”

Leng Hao’s expressions were grim. He could not explode in front of so many people, and he could only secretly glare at Ye Xiaotao, meaning — Wait till we go back to see how I will teach you a lesson!

“Older Brother, it is time for lunch now. Let’s go and eat. It is such a rare opportunity for both of our families to gather with one another. We have to party properly,” Zhou Yao said with a smile on his face.

“Okay.” Leng Hao stepped forward to place his hand on Zhou Yao’s shoulders.

…

Happy times were always very short. In the blink of an eye, the day was gone. It was nighttime, and Leng Hao drove Ye Xiaotao back home.

They bid goodnight to Old Master Zhou, Master Zhou, and Madam Zhou. Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyuan walked inside the room.

“Zhou Yao, go and take a shower.” Leng Zhiyuan walked over to the side of the closet and helped him get his pyjamas.

At this moment, two muscular arms came over to pin her soft waist. Zhou Yao embraced her firmly from behind. He lowered his gaze to sniff the fragrance in her long hair as he called out for her gently. “Wifey.”

Leng Zhiyuan softened her body to allow him to hug her. She curled the corners of her lips up as she responded with a smile, “Yeah?”

“I really want to be together with you like this for a long time…”

Leng Zhiyuan’s nose turned sour. Although she felt very happy today, everyone knew that there was not much time left for him, and even Older Brother came over to send him on his last journey.

“Me too.” She turned her head around and kissed his firm handsome face.

Zhou Yao used strength as he kissed her red lips twice, then he opened his eyes as he said, “Wifey, get out.”

Get out…

Every time he had an attack, he would always say the same thing to her.

In the past two days, he was fine and did not show any trace of having an attack, but right now, he was having one again. It seemed that Han Xuan was right. He was going to reach his final point either today or tomorrow.

Maybe he would die in this attack.

“Zhou Yao, are you…again…” Leng Zhiyuan’s irises contracted because she saw two streams of thick blood flow down from Zhou Yao’s nostrils.

She stretched her hand out immediately to help him to wipe it away.

But Zhou Yao let go of her quickly and took a step back. He stretched his hand out to wipe his nostrils. He lowered his gaze to hurry her. “Go out quickly.”

Leng Zhiyuan had a glance at him before she turned around and walked over to the door.

Zhou Yao did not turn his head back to look, but he heard the door opening and closing again. She left.

His brain was raining with a sharp cry. His gaze went black. Ding. He was already kneeling down on the floor with his kneecaps. He placed one hand on his head and the other hand on the floor for support, and he knitted his eyebrows tightly.

Pain.

He was in so much pain.

It was unbearable.

His right hand that was placed on his head was taken away, and he used two hands to support himself as he panted for huge breaths of air.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps rang out in the air. A small, soft hand landed on his short hair as she said, “Zhou Yao, this time, let me accompany you.”

Zhou Yao raised his head up quickly and had a clear look at Leng Zhiyuan’s small face. He froze as he said, “Why have you not left yet? Get out quickly!”

Leng Zhiyuan looked at him and firmly shook her head.

“You are not going? I will go!” Zhou Yao stood up and parted his long legs as he rushed towards the door.

“Zhou Yao!” Leng Zhiyuan hugged him tight from behind and did not allow him to leave. She placed her face against his handsome back, and she nudged him lovingly as she said, “Don’t chase me away, okay? Let me be together with you… I do not dare to leave. I am afraid… I am afraid the moment I leave, I would not be able to see you anymore…”

Zhou Yao’s eyes were red, and it was just as if there were ants climbing inside his blood. This kind of feeling was even worse than quitting drugs. The green veins on his arms all popped up. He grabbed her hands as he clenched down on his teeth and said, “Quickly go away! I am unable to control myself. I will hurt you…”

He shook her hand away and dashed forward.

“Zhou Yao!” Leng Zhiyuan stretched her hand out quickly to grab his shoulders.

But the man’s speed was even quicker. He bent over and ducked away from her hand before he took a few steps backwards. He crashed against the cabinet, and he could no longer control himself anymore. He scratched his own body.

“Don’t scratch!” Leng Zhiyuan dashed forward to hug him as she said, “Zhou Yao, I am begging you not to scratch yourself anymore. Your body is covered in wounds. The doctor said that you cannot scratch yourself anymore. I am begging you now…”

“Go away!” Zhou Yao had already lost his senses right now. His eyes were all red as he glared at the woman in front of him. He saw her as his enemy. It was her, it was her that made him feel uncomfortable. When he scratched himself, he would feel a little better, and it was only by doing this that he would feel a little better…

Leng Zhiyuan shook her head, and she was unwilling to let go of her hands. She could not watch as he tortured himself.

Zhou Yao was unable to break away from her. His eyes got even redder. The blood vessels on his forehead were all popping, and he stretched his hand out directly. Slap! He gave Leng Zhiyuan a tight slap.

This slap made Leng Zhiyuan see black before her eyes. There was a bloody sweetness in her mouth, and blood flowed out of the corners of her lips.

He used all of his strength to hit her. She hugged his arms before she let go, “Get lost!” He took the chance to kick her stomach.

Leng Zhiyuan was attacked in the stomach, and she was kicked directly onto the floor.

He’d never hit her before. The man was always gentlemanly, and he never would look up to the woman’s skills, so even if he attacked her before, he had not used such a huge amount of strength.

Leng Zhiyuan wanted to get up, but her stomach hurt. She stretched her hand out to touch her stomach, and she spat out a mouthful of blood immediately.

The man’s deep and painful grunt rang out in her ears again. She raised her gaze up to look over. He’d already torn the clothes that he was wearing, and he was about to scratch himself.

In the past two days, she had not seen his wounds. He did not allow her to look, and now when she looked at them, the tears in her eyes flowed. They were just like a flood that could not be stopped.

His chest, his back were full of scratches. Some already had scabs, and some had not recovered yet. They were criss crossed with one another, and they overlapped over one another. It was not good looking at all. It was very very ugly.

Leng Zhiyuan propped her body up, and she dashed towards Zhou Yao again. She hugged him extremely tight. She cried as she begged him, “Zhou Yao, don’t scratch yourself. If you are really uncomfortable, hit me then… I am your wifey. Zhou Yao, I love you. I love you…”