My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 269: Lu Shaoming, Aren’t You Embarrassed?

Never turn the tides?

Zhou Zhilei was so agitated by these words that she felt dizzy. She knew that she had lost here with Song Yajing; she had lost completely.

“Hah,” Zhou Zhilei sneered, “Ning Qing, let’s see who’ll win in the end.”

Zhou Zhilei helped Kong Lan along as they left.

Ning Qing stood upstairs and looked at the backs of the mother and daughter. Her autumn pupils were clear and bright. At last, Zhou Zhilei’s plans have been nipped in the bud.

Now, there was another person who “wanted to see who will win in the end” with her, but there were too many people who had told her this, so Zhou Zhilei’s words were insignificant.

At this time, her cell phone was still ringing, it was Lu Shaoming’s call.

A sweet smile flashed across Ning Qing’s lips as she pressed a button to pick it up. “Hello, Hubby.”

It must be night time over there. The man was supposed to be sleeping. His low-magnetic voice was hoarse and enticing as he said, “Has everything been settled?”

“Yes, it’s all taken care of, Hubby. I’ve cleaned up all the smoke and pestilence in your harem for you,” Ning Qing said proudly.

The man was laughing. Where did “harem” come from? “Thank you, Wifey. You’re great.”

Ning Qing smiled so wide she couldn’t close her mouth. She covered her cell phone with her small hand. “Hubby, don’t mention it. Go back to bed. Didn’t we agree that you can just call me when it’s time; you don’t need to answer it.”

Just now, she had calculated the time and asked Lu Shaoming to call her in advance, all to pressure Song Yajing psychologically.

Lu Shaoming was not here, but he was still a deterrent.

“I was worried about you, so I wanted to hear your voice.”

Ning Qing’s eyes were bright. Her little face was red, her whole body was weak, and her bright autumn pupils swept around her. No one was there. She asked quietly, “Hubby, when will you come back?”

She shouldn’t rush a man out on business because it would make her seem not demure enough, and she didn’t want to seem clingy.

But she still wanted to ask.

The man on the other end was in a good mood and asked, “Wifey, when do you want me to go back?”

Hmph!

Why did he throw the question back at her?

“Hmm, Hubby you don’t have to rush. Work is more important.”

“Haha, why did Wifey answer so officially?” Afraid of angering her, he finally added, “I’m going back tomorrow.”

Ning Qing’s eyes rippled with joy. “Okay, Hubby, I’m waiting for you with Little Master Lu.”

…

They hung up the phone in a loving manner. Ning Qing walked to the door where Song Yingjie was locked in.

Knock Knock. She knocked on the door. “Yingjie.”

The door was locked and could not be opened. Song Yingjie stood by the door and answered, “Yes?”

“Yingjie, thank you for today. You can rest assured that mother will release you tomorrow.”

Song Yingjie was silent for a few seconds and then said, “Ning Qing, you’ve also lived like this before? As if life is a battlefield?”

“Yes.” Ning Qing nodded. “There are too many bad people who want to harm me. I need to be strong and knock them down one by one. You’ve also seen it. If I don’t knock them down, they’ll be sure to sneak up on me in the end. Yingjie, you need to be like me; you need to protect yourself and protect your happiness. Today is just the beginning. You have done a good job.

“I see.”

“Alright, Yingjie, I’ll go back now. I’ve been so tired lately that I want to sleep.” She was overdrawn physically and had been busy lately.

“Alright.”

Song Yingjie leaned against the door and listened to the girl’s footsteps. Several years later, when he stood at the peak of his power, he would often remember this scene. Today, the girl had led him to fight the first battle of his life.

…

Ning Qing returned to Tea Pavilion Villa. It was only noon now and she still needed to work. But she wanted to take half a day off because this week was too tiring. She already had dark circles under her eyes. With the baby, her energy was not as high as before.

She went back to the bedroom to take a bath, got into bed in her pajamas, looked at the two pillows on the bed, slowly moved her little head to the man’s pillow, and occupied his place.

On the pillow, there was still the clean and refreshing smell of the man. Ning Qing sniffed and closed her eyes sweetly.

Her husband was finally coming back.

Ning Qing soon fell asleep. Iin her sleep, she heard someone calling her, “Ning Qing.”

Ning Qing opened her drowsy eyes and saw a handsome face with sculpted facial features.

“Hubby…”

Ning Qing fluttered her long eyelashes that were like butterflies’ wings as she murmured. It seems like her hubby is here.

Lu Shaoming watched her in her half-asleep state. Her autumn pupils were bright but had a childlike confusion. Her small blushing face was like a delicate apple; anyone who saw would like to rush up and take a bite.

“Wifey…” His said in a soft voice as his lips curled up.

Ning Qing thought that she was dreaming. Lu Shaoming’s flight was tomorrow. How can he be here now?

He was still abroad when he was on the phone just now.

Mmm, she was too tired lately.

She yawned, slowly turned around, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep. As she slept, she also pouted her pink lips as she aggrievedly muttered, “Hubby, why do you come to my dreams every night? I miss you so much! I’m so sleepy. Be good, Hubby; I still have to sleep.”

Lu Shaoming didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. He hadn’t seen his little wife for only a week, and his foolish wife could no longer tell the difference between dream and reality.

Sitting beside the bed, he reached out a big hand and caressed her tender little face. He couldn’t help it and pinched her a little hard. “Wifey…”

The pain on her face made the sleeping girl suddenly open her eyes. She turned around and looked at the man standing over her in shock. One second, two seconds, three seconds…

“Hubby? Hubby, you’re back?”

She immediately stretched out her slender arm and grabbed the man’s neck. Her pink mouth kept rubbing against his handsome face.

Lu Shaoming smiled a little, clasping the girl’s waist with two big palms, and lifted her entire person out of the blankets with ease.

He stood up, supporting the girl’s buttocks in his big hands while letting her legs rest on his lean waist, then held her as he spun around.

He coaxed her as if she were a little girl.

“Wifey, are you awake? It’s not a dream. It’s me. I’m really back.”

Ning Qing was wearing a dark purple v-neck nightgown. Her eyes glanced at the mirror. She saw a small tender ball carried by a man in the mirror. He spun around as he carried her. Her beautiful skirt swung in a circle of happiness and made sweet arcs in the air.

Ning Qing held him tight, put her mouth by his ear, and exhaled as she said, “I’m not awake yet. I feel dizzy because we’re spinning around. It’s really like a dream, Hubby, I really really really really really miss you…”

People had said that a reunion after a brief parting is as sweet as a honeymoon. He had been away on a business trip for so long this time.

She nearly went mad missing him.

Lu Shaoming carried her and placed her on the high windowsill. The window has opened a crack. The cool summer wind blew slowly. The golden veil danced with the wind as it revealed the dreamlike mirage of T city. Everything was so beautiful.

He held her waist in one hand and carried her in his arms. The thumb of the other hand slowly came to her beautiful red lips and rubbed them.

When their eyes met, they couldn’t be separated anymore. There was an electric current between them.

His bright black eyes were tender and emotional. His tall body bent down, and the girl who he wanted to hold even in his dreams was finally in his arms. He rubbed her delicate skin with his tall mountainous nose and sniffed her soft, sweet scent that she had from just waking up.

Nothing was enough.

“Wifey, I missed you, too. I really really really really really missed you.”

Copying the tone of her voice just now, he said “really” one more time than she had, because he definitely missed her more, because of Little Master Lu.

He was missing two people at the same time.

His low-rich and magnetic voice seeped into her eardrum like an electric current. Ning Qing shivered and quickly melted in his arms like water.

She couldn’t be touched by him. Once he touched her, she would feel weak.

Her two tiny fair hands firmly clutched his sleeve. He had the scent of a healthy and mature man that she was infatuated with.

“Hubby, what are you waiting for?” She bit her pink lip, and she said two words, “Kiss me!… Mmph!”

He kissed her.