My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing picked Little Qinwen up and placed him by the side of the French windows, allowing him to bathe in the sunshine. "The result is that Zhou Zhilei did not allow me to participate in the red wine competition."

"Heh…" Lu Shaoming laughed.

Ning Qing turned around and placed her beautiful back against the French windows. Her beautiful legs were lazily curled up, and she lifted her hand to undo the fishtail braid that was messed up by him. She weaved her small hand into her curls. She glanced at the man. "What are you laughing at?"

He just knew how to laugh at her.

Lu Shaoming turned sideways to look at her. Her curls were lazily spread over her small shoulders. The rays of the strong sunlight streaming through the window shone on her and gave her a gold glow. The woman was attractive and mesmerizing.

"Do you need me to help?" he asked.

Ning Qing looked at his office desk. He put the document in a red invitation letter down. Ning Qing did not even need to guess to know that it was the invitation letter sent by the Zhou Corporation to invite him to the red wine competition.

The reputation of the Zhou Corporation's red wine competition was famed worldwide, and this type of invitation letter was not given out just due to power or money.

The invitation to the red wine competition, it was naturally the invitation fit for true upper class members of society.

It was the elegance and prestige that was flowing in his blood.

A person just like Lu Shaoming.

Ning Qing had a cheeky smile on her face and half-jokingly said, "There is no need. I have my own methods to enter the red wine competition, but if Young Master Lu has the heart, on the day of the red wine competition, don't forget to vote for me."

Lu Shaoming looked at her thigh. It was so fair, and she was shaking until he felt his entire body in pain. "Sure." He nodded his head, and his dark eyes had a mature air of carelessness in them as he said, "Come and bribe me then."

"What?" Ning Qing did not understand what he was trying to say.

Lu Shaoming stubbed the cigarette in the ash tray and spat out the last breath of smoke. "I only favour honey traps."

Ning Qing understood and rolled her eyes at him. He did not deviate from this topic much, pervert!

She did not bother with him. Ning Qing turned her body sideways to talk to Little Qinwen.

At this moment, a deep, angry voice rang out in her ears. "Ning Qing!". The sound of footsteps came over, and her slim right arm was grabbed.

"Ning Qing, you injured your thigh? How did you get injured?"

When she was standing sideways just now, his gaze was running all over her body, especially her beautiful legs, and he would naturally notice the places where she's been injured.

Ning Qing saw that he had a solemn expression on his face, and quickly explained, "I…I accidentally tumbled onto a curb when I was walking. The skin was bruised a little. I am fine."

"It's fine just because you say so?" Lu Shaoming glanced at her and took out his phone to call Zhu Rui.

Zhu Rui knocked on the door very quickly and took a first aid box along with him.

Little Qinwen noticed that the door of the office was opened, and he tugged on Zhu Rui's trousers unwilling to let go. "Uncle….play…"

He wanted to go out and play.

It was way too boring inside the office.

Zhu Rui looked at Lu Shaoming for approval.

Lu Shaoming took the first aid box in his hands and waved his left hand, allowing Zhu Rui to bring Little Qinwen out to play for a while.

"Oh yeah…" Little Qinwen cheered happily.

…

There were only two of them left in the office. Ning Qing sat on the sofa. The man had one of his knees bent on the floor while he kneeled down before her. He folded the sleeves of his shirt up. His large, well-defined hands had a cotton ball dipped in alcohol, and he helped treat the wound.

Ning Qing noticed that his facial expression was not too good, and she coaxed him softly. "Hubby, don't be angry, okay? I met a grandma today. The amulet in her hands flew away in the wind. I helped her to pick it up, and I was running too fast."

"Hmm." The man snorted, and did not lift his head up. He was focused and gentle in his actions, afraid that he would make her feel pain. "You have a good intentions, helping the grandma. That is a stone curb, if you ran too fast and there was a car coming your way, then wouldn't I lose my wife?"

She could not blame him for being too petty, but he had a grudge inside his heart.

He heard Dayuan say that while he lost his memory in England, she was 8 months pregnant when she dashed onto the streets to save a child.

He only had one wife, and he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

He could not take that chance.

Ning Qing felt her heart turn soft. She had never felt that he was so cute as when he was angry. She stretched her two small hands to touch his face. "Hubby, I am doing fine now right. You are not allowed to curse me."

Lu Shaoming pursed his lips and did not say anything else. He put the cotton swab down and put two band-aids on her wound.

He had completed dressing it.

He placed her small hand into the middle of his palm. He lifted his head. His eyes were sparkling and gentle as he said, "Wifey, there wouldn't be a second time, okay? You are not alone anymore. You have a son and a husband, so you have to take good care of yourself."

"Okay." Ning Qing nodded her head forcefully.

Lu Shaoming scanned her attractive and supple red lips. He lowered his gaze to look at her thighs/ He used his big calloused thumbs to lightly press her wound. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

In the next second, a gentle kiss landed on her wound. The man kissed her.

No matter that it was only a minor injury, his heart ached and all his love for her was in the kiss.

"Hubby…" She was moved.

She was moved, but Ning Qing slowly sensed that something was amiss. The man kissed her wound, but he did not move away from her thigh. His lips brushed across her soft and tender skin, and went upwards.

Until he lifted her short red shirt up.

Ning Qing's small face was crimson red. She immediately stretched her hand out to push him away. "I don't want that!" She struggled and used both her hands and legs to roll down from the sofa.

There was a soft, thick carpet on the floor, and when she landed on the carpet, it did not hurt at all.

But Ning Qing was extremely shaken. She had a 10 year age gap with him. In this span of a month, she became more open after his teaching, but he was now…still not in the scope that she could accept.

Lu Shaoming looked at the tiny pink bundle on the carpet. He lifted his eyebrows. His lips were dry. The man's maroon lips had deep lines running over it. He stretched his tongue out to lick his lips, looking both wild and rogue.

He was also unhappy. "You are also scared of this?"

Ning Qing looked at his handsome face that looked as if it was carved by the Heavens. She stuttered as she said, "I… I… You…. You don't be reckless."

Lu Shaoming was frustrated, he stood up and picked her up. "Why are you still like this? You are not romantic at all."

Ning Qing nested in his embrace. She knew that he was not satisfied, but she was really shy and felt very embarrassed.

At this moment, there was a tightness on her bum. His large palm covered her bum as he went to pinch her.

Ning Qing's body froze. She did not dare to make him unhappy, but she also could not help but put her small hands on his broad shoulders, wanting to push him a little further away.

Every time he was like this, there was a strong scent of masculine attractiveness on his body. His deep gaze was fixed on her, and he did not move a single inch, just like a lion hunting for its prey in the wilderness.

Little Qinwen was in the living room. They were separated by a see-through screen. In the dining room, after he switched off the lights, he just…

There was probably no such word such as "embarrassment" in his dictionary.

Lu Shaoming placed her back onto the sofa. At this moment, the sound of someone knocking on the door rang out in the air. Knock, knock, knock. "Daddy, Mama…" Little Qinwen stumbled as he ran over.

Zhu Rui took a meal tray in his hands. "President, Madam, it is time for lunch."

"Yeah, put it down then." Lu Shaoming stretched his hand out to grab Little Qinwen. He looked at Ning Qing and said, "Eat here with us before you return to the studio."

It was all fine when he did not mention the studio. The moment he did, Ning Qing immediately jumped up from the sofa and said, "I can't do that. I don't have time. I forgot that I have an appointment. I have to go…"

Ning Qing ran off in a flash.

"Madam, have your meal before…." Zhu Rui wanted to persuade her to stay, but Ning Qing's shadow disappeared in a mere moment.

"President, Madam, she…" Zhu Rui turned his head around wanting to say more, but when he looked at his President's expression, it was no different than the bottom of a black pot.

Zhu Rui quickly shut his mouth.

…

Eight days later

Zhou Zhilei was in the airport waiting for someone to arrive.

She looked inside non stop. There was a happy expression on her face. She was able to receive the world renowned red wine sommelier, James. He was also a partner of the Zhou Corporation.

Zhou Heng stood a distance away. He was conversing softly with his butler. Zhou Zhilei was happy. The chance to receive James was something that she had always begged Zhou Heng for, and Zhou Heng only agreed after she did so.

She had to perform well when she met James this time and let others re-examine their perspective that they had of her beforehand.

Zhou Zhilei was bored, she took a look around the surrounding of the hall in the airport, and she suddenly saw the television screen broadcasting <Lurker> in a corner of the hall.

That was a scene where they were dancing in the disco, of course red wine could not be missing. Zhou Zhilei's irises contracted, she scanned the bottle of red wine on the large screen — Yi Fan.

Yi Fan?

Zhou Zhilei repeated this two words inside her heart repeatedly.

Even though she hated Ning Qing very much right now, she could not help but admit that this drama <Lurker> was extremely stunning in terms of its popularity. The advertisements in the drama were not too many, but they were all world renowned brands.

Zhou Zhilei pondered for a moment. She has not heard of this brand before. Could it be a newly established brand of red wine?

What did Yi Fan have to do with Ning Qing?

Zhou Zhilei felt her heart go numb, and she had a bad premonition.

"Wow…" A group of people were screaming. A group of high level executives were carrying their luggage as they walked past Zhou Zhilei, and everyone was looking at the television screen as they discussed it among themselves…

"Which one of you have bought the red wine from Yi Fan? I heard that red wine from Yi Fan is the brand that Ning Qing created on her own. Ning Qing is preparing to open a winery of her own."

"All of us have yet to buy it. Before I departed from the plane, I went on my phone to have a look. The orders of Yi Fan red wine have already surpassed one million units."

"That's right, Yi Fan has yet to officially start, but I heard that there was a charity gala a few days ago. Ning Qing gave the big bosses and elite members in the industry Yi Fan wine at the reception, and everyone had compliments for her."

"I started to follow Ning Qing three years ago. I didn't expect that Ning Qing would advance so quickly! Ning Qing has vast resources in the entertainment industry. Opening a winery now is a natural thing to do. This is great news. Our Ning Qing is going to hit new heights. I will support her forever."

Zhou Zhilei's hands were kneaded into fists. Everything that she had guessed just now was all verified to be true. Yi Fan was Ning Qing's red wine label.

Ning Qing was about to open her own winery?

Zhou Zhilei turned sideways to look at her assistant. Her gaze was sinister as she said, "Speak. What is going on exactly?"

The assistant felt a chill go down her spine after Zhou Zhilei glared at her. She quickly said, "Young Miss, a few days ago, <Lurker> had placed some advertisements for the red wine from Yi Fan. This drama has been well received all the while, and the moment Yi Fan was presented to the audience, it received much fanfare, and after that, we found out that Yi Fan is…. Ning Qing's own brand. The fans' anticipation reached new heights. Throughout these three years, Ning Qing's fans on Weibo have been over a billion. Just by the numbers of orders online, it has amassed near a million, and Yi Fan has yet to start advertising officially. The moment it enters the market, its future…cannot be taken lightly."

Cannot be taken lightly?

Zhou Zhilei's face turned entirely sinister, as if hail would fall from the sky in the next moment.

"Furthermore…" The assistant was afraid to continue speaking further.

"Furthermore what? Say it quickly!"