My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing lifted her head up from his embrace. Her small hand slowly climbed up his handsome side profile. Her soft fingers touched his firm and toned body, and all she could see in her eyes was his bright and mesmerizing gaze.

"Silly."

She spat out that word softly.

He was really so foolish.

This man.

Lu Shaoming's long lashes that were like two brushes fluttered for a moment. His gaze landed on her small, maroon lips, and he softly said, "Sorry, Wifey."

Sorry for all the pain that she went through because of him.

Sorry that he did not accompany her all this while.

Ning Qing shook her head and closed her eyes slightly. Hot tears streamed out of them, and she lifted her body up to kiss his lips. "Lu Shaoming, actually…you can let me know of all this… You are the one who thought that you didn't accompany me into the operating theatre so you are unworthy of my forgiveness… Women are all easy to coax, as long as you say…that you love me…"

Lu Shaoming's large hand touched her small face. He rubbed his tall nose bridge on her nose, and he said with a laugh, "Wifey, I love you."

Ning Qing felt her heart go numb when she heard him say "I love you." He was such an introverted and calm man. He would not say these loving words often.

She did not hear it often.

So she wished that he would say this to her everyday.

He loved her.

Ning Qing's fair fingers tugged on the collar of his shirt. He kissed her, and she controlled her shyness as he used his lips and tongue to tangle himself with her. She was panting a bit. Her body tried hard to avoid his large hand that was climbing all over the place. She was shy and shocked. "Shaoming, Little Qinwen is around…"

Lu Shaoming loosened his grip. His voice was hoarse. "Our son fell asleep a long time ago."

Ning Qing lowered her gaze to have a look, Little Qinwen was really asleep. That small, soft bundle was in the middle of Daddy and Mama's embrace, and he was in deep slumber.

"Why is Little Qinwen sleeping now? He has yet to bathe…"

Ning Qing struggled. Her small face was burning. He was messing around, and she followed him to mess around. How did both of them end up as parents? They allowed Little Qinwen to fall asleep…between them.

What would Little Qinwen grow up to be like? He accepted such a vast amount of interest in this aspect ever since he was young.

Would he mature faster than usual?

Ning Qing wanted to take her son to bathe, but Little Qinwen was snatched away. He placed him in the middle of the big bed. Ning Qing protested with an "Ay!" Her soft waist was pinned down, and he took her into his embrace.

Ning Qing was at a loss. She lifted her gaze to see that his clothes were all crumpled and messy. His dark, sparkling eyes were on her face, and there was desire in his red rimmed eyes.

He was both wild and mesmerizing.

"What are you doing? I still need to bathe Little Qinwen…" Ning Qing's face was red, and she came down down from his thighs.

The man did not let her do so. He pinned her waist and bit her ear while he softly said, "What time is it now? You still want to bathe our son? Have you forgotten whose woman you are? Service your husband and make him comfortable first."

What was he saying?

A 33 year old man, and he was still jealous of his own son.

"Lu Shaoming!"

Lu Shaoming's deep gaze was all apparent. He placed his thin lips on hers. His tone was on the brink of laughter. "Wifey, give birth to a daughter for me."

Ning Qing froze. To be honest, she had really not thought of having a second child at all.

She placed her hands on his broad shoulders. He kissed her, and she could only lift her tender, elegant neck that was akin to a swan's to silently accept him. She negotiated with him coyly. "Shaoming, for now, I still do not want to have another… Little Qinwen is only 7 months old. My red wine business has just started, and my work has been busy and in a mess recently. I don't have time…"

"Then when would you have time? Wifey, do you know how old your husband right now? Be good, give birth to another one for me. We will be done after this."

His words won over her heart, and it softened.

He was 33 years old this year.

Even if she got pregnant this year and gave birth next year, he would be 34 already.

The more time they hesitated, the more he was unwilling to wait.

Ning Qing's body softened. She put her arms around his head and kissed his soft hair. "Okay."

Then she would leave it up to nature.

She would give birth if she got pregnant.

Lu Shaoming was happy now. He tugged the belt on her waist, and his mouth became dirty. "How long has it been since I last undressed you? I am already rusty…. Wifey, say it once."

"What?" Ning Qing wanted to faint.

"….Hubby," he instructed her.

Ning Qing was unwilling, but she was tortured by the man beside her until she did not have a second choice. She had Little Qinwen beside her. There was a sweet tinge of pink on her skin. She buried herself in his neck, and she used a shy tone as she spat out the word, "Hubby…"

Her husband.

Time flew past like an arrow, and one month went pass just like that.

There was still half a month until the red wine competition, and today was the official date of registration for the competition.

Ning Qing came to the main hall to register, and the members of the staff welcomed her warmly.

Over the last month, <Lurker> has evolved into a legend with their ratings. It had successfully become the most popular drama this year, and Ning Qing's name reached another peak. She was at the peak of popularity once again.

Everyone in T City knew about her.

The staff brought Ning Qing into the registration room. "Director Ning, we didn't expect that you would come to register for our red wine competition. This is really great news! Director Ning's popularity is sky high right now. When you participate in something, it would be the subject of everyone's attention. Our red wine competition will benefit from Director Ning's fame this time around."

Ning Qing smiled, and her small, exquisite face was gentle and humble. "That's not true. The red wine competition of the Zhou Corporation has been known by everyone all this while. Not only would the competition invite the elite of T City, there would also be world class sommeliers who would come to make an appearance. I am the one who is depending on your competition's fame to make a show for myself."

The staff member, who was an experienced member in the industry for numerous years, could not help but cast his gaze on Ning Qing. He had always heard that this famed existence that existed like a legend in the entertainment industry was an amazing person, and looking at her now, it was not false at all.

She was talented in multiple aspects.

And she was apt in managing relations with others.

No wonder she had accomplished so much by the tender age of 23.

The worker personally handed the registration form and pen over to Ning Qing's side. His attitude was even more polite as he said, "Director Ning, please have a seat. Please fill out this registration form, and our professional workers will send the specific details over to you by phone…"

The worker was explaining, and Ning Qing listened on seriously.

At this moment, a sound rang out in the air. "Young Miss."

The worker turned around quickly. He greeted her. "Young Miss."

Other than Zhou Zhilei, there was no one else that the workers would address as Young Miss. Ning Qing put the pen in her hand down. It's probably been over two months now; she had not seen Zhou Zhilei for such a long period of time.

Ning Qing stood up from the chair and turned her head around.

Zhou Zhilei walked over with a group of people crowding around her. She was dressed in a black suit today. There was thicker than usual makeup on her face. She had also slimmed down a lot. She lost the beauty she had in the past, and the thick makeup she wore could not cover the darkness on her body.

Zhou Zhilei walked towards her.

Ning Qing had a close look at Zhou Zhilei's legs. In the past month, it was obvious that she had a sweet relationship with Lu Shaoming. When they were in bed, when she allowed his fingers to curl into her hair, she would be like a small woman and ask him about Zhou Zhilei's situation, and she heard that Zhou Zhilei's legs were disabled.

Looking at her now, wasn't she walking alright?

But Zhou Zhilei was walking extremely slowly, not like a normal person. She did not wear high heeled shoes, but it was a pair of white flats that did not match her outfit very well.

She met with her old enemy in romance. Ning Qing did not feel jealous. She straightened her beautiful back and graciously greeted her, "Miss Zhou, it has been a long time since we last met."

Zhou Zhilei had a gentle smile on her face. "Mrs. Lu, it has been a long time."

As she spoke, she had a glance at the registration form on the table and had a slight smile while she looked at Ning Qing. "Why, Mrs. Lu is participating in our Zhou Corporation's red wine competition?"

Ning Qing nodded her head. "That's right, the reputation of Zhou Corporation's red wine competition is well known by everyone. I am attracted by its prestige. Does Miss Zhou welcome me?"

"Of course I do. Only…" Zhou Zhilei looked at the staff member beside Ning Qing. "Manager Shi, what are the requirements to participate in our competition?"

The staff member's expression froze and said, "This…"

Zhou Zhilei handed the documents in her hands over to the assistant beside her while she had a stern expression on her strong jawed face. "Manger Shi, if you don't remember the requirements of the competition, then you can forget your role as a manager from now on."

The staff member had beads of cold sweat trickle down his forehead while he cowered in fear. He quickly said, "Young Miss, Director Ning, the requirements of the competition are: All participants have to have at least 10 years of experience in brewing wine, and at the same time, they must possess their own special red wine brand…"

Ning Qing was extremely happy. She did not have either of the two requirements of having 10 years of brewing wine or her own brand of red wine, and Zhou Zhilei was not allowing her to participate in the red wine competition right now?

Ning Qing did not say anything and looked at Zhou Zhilei with a vague smile on her face.

Zhou Zhilei looked Ning Qing in the eye, and she looked especially professional as she said, "Mrs. Lu, I am really sorry, it is very obvious that you do not fulfil the criteria, but I am old friends with Mrs. Lu. If you ask me to allow you to go through the back door…"

Zhou Zhilei stopped speaking.

At this moment, the assistant beside her side said, "Young Miss, you definitely cannot do that, the first criteria of the red wine competition this time is to be fair and just. If you open the back door this time, not only would the reputation of the Zhou Corporation be affected, it would also drag Mrs. Lu down."

"Yeah." Zhou Zhilei nodded her head. "That makes sense."

Ning Qing looked at this pair of master and servant coldly act out this scene, and she realized that Zhou Zhilei had gotten way more intelligent.

In the past, she was arrogant and easily angered. She liked to go against people straightforwardly. After experiencing the matter involving Tang Xueli, she had become more mature, and had shown her professional side while making Ning Qing at a loss for words. She was smart in her tactics.

Ning Qing lifted her head to tuck the strands of hair by her cheeks behind her ears. She had plaited her hair into a fishbone braid today. It was drooping on her left shoulder. There were a few strands of hair that landed on her left cheek. When she tied her hair up, she left some hair by the sides of her cheeks, and she looked dazzling and attractive.

"Miss Zhou, it is also to say that there is no room for negotiation then?"

Zhou Zhilei looked at her attractive and exquisite features. There was a dark colour in her gaze, and she said, "You want to negotiate? Sure. Mrs. Lu, do you have time to come to chat in private?"

Ning Qing nodded her head immediately. "Miss Zhou invited me to have a chat, I would not dare to not go."

Both women walked out of the meeting room. The staff member conversed softly with the assistant beside her. "What is wrong with Young Miss? This is the most popular brand new famed director Ning Qing. She is famed all over the city. If Director Ning participates in our red wine competition, wouldn't that benefit us also?"

The assistant chided him softly. "What do you know? It is just because she is Ning Qing. That's why Young Miss would never allow her to participate in the red wine competition. You probably do not know what happened between both of them in the past. There is just one thing — red wine is Young Miss's forte. If she allows Ning Qing to gain fame once again through the red wine competition, then Young Miss would probably go crazy."

Ning Qing followed Zhou Zhilei into the meeting room. "Miss Zhou, do you really plan not to allow me to participate in the red wine competition?"