My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Who was she involved with?

Zhu Rui, or Young Master Lu?!

The head of the club briefly introduced several high-ranking elders to Lu Shaoming. Young people like Xu Junxi were not mentioned at all.

“President Lu, let’s go in and talk.” The room was quickly sorted out by several waiters. Ning Qing found that not only had the cutleries such as teacups changed, but the sofa cushions had also been changed into elegant floral printed ones.

The high ranking elders stood on both sides while Lu Shaoming, accompanied by the president of the club, stepped in with elegance and dignity. Ning Qing looked up at him secretly, but the man did not return her gaze.

Ning Qing was a little embarrassed. She knew he had power, but she hadn’t expected him to be so important. Recalling the suggestive message that she’d sent last night, she felt that she’d been childish to the extreme. On the other hand, she felt that she had committed blasphemy in his eyes

She felt too embarrassed to meet people.

What did he think of her?

Lu Shaoming sat in the middle of the sofa, which happened to be the most important position in the room. The other high ranking business elders sat down one by one. Instead of crossing their legs, they’d sat down prim and straight.

A high ranking elder passed a cigar to Lu Shaoming. Lu Shaoming took it and the president of the club personally lit his cigar with a blue lighter. Lu Shaoming bent forward slightly to light it up. He half-squinted his narrow black eyes and took a puff. Then he slowly released the smoke from his thin lips with his sharp brows knitted together. He glanced at Ning Qing casually with his deep gaze.

Ning Qing hadn’t expected him to look at her. When he smoked, he lifted his firm jaw, which was as smooth as flowing water. An air of slight condescension accentuated his serious, cold demeanor.

Pretty arrogant.

Ning Qing’s small face was boiling hot. She knew that he still held a grudge. Moreover, she couldn’t stand his appearance. The man’s oppressive demeanor was wild and charming.

Ning Qing looked sideways, and from her peripheral vision, saw that he had elegantly crossed his right leg over his left leg. He responded in a low voice and laughed occasionally when the high ranking elders beside him talked to him. Although the low rumbling sounds emanating from his chest were so far away, they had already made Ning Qing’s legs weak.

Ning Qing wanted to leave. She thought of her bag and looked at it. Oh no! Her bag had placed on a round table by the waiter, which happened to be behind Lu Shaoming’s sofa.

That is to say: if she wants to get her bag, she must go to him.

Ning Qing shook her head. She didn’t have the courage to walk over, and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself. Forget it, there was nothing important in the bag. She would come back and get it after they’d left. With this in mind, Ning Qing turned around and left.

But after taking a few steps, a melodious ringtone sounded. At that time, the room was quiet except for low-pitched conversation, so the ringtone sounded very abrupt.

Ning Qing’s steps stalled. She closed her eyes in dismay. Why? Why must it be her mobile phone?

Who dared to call her at this time?!

The conversation stopped, and a low, rich and enticing voice permeated the air. With a tinge of amusement in his voice he asked, “Whose cell phone is ringing, why is nobody answering it?”

It was Lu Shaoming’s voice.

Since he’d already spoken, the high ranking elders started looking around the room. What unaware buffoon did this phone belong to?

Ning Qing was almost in tears. It was impossible for her to walk out right now. After she’d taken a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and encouraged herself. She stepped forward with a calm and apologetic smile on her lips. “Sorry, my phone is ringing.”

“Then come and take it away.” The president of the club said gently.

Ning Qing was already crying bitterly in her heart by now. Under the gaze of everyone, she walked step by step towards the man who was sitting on the high seat.

When she stopped in front of him, the man exposed half of his delicate and handsome face to her. He looked down as his index finger flicked ash from the cigar into the ashtray.

“… President Lu, my bag is behind you. Could you please pass it to me?” Ning Qing asked softly, with a smile on her face.

Lu Shaoming looked up. He fixed his bright eyes that were like obsidian stones, on her. The lines at the corners of his eyes rippled. He smiled and said three words, “Take it yourself.”

Ning Qing’s small face was red. He’d refused her in front of so many people and put her in an embarrassing position.

What a nuisance!

The high ranking elders’ eyes flashed, a little surprised. Men like President Lu have always been tolerant and gentlemanly to women, when has he ever put a woman in a difficult spot?

Unless he was related to this woman…

Anomaly is a demon; the elders faced Ning Qing one after another and scrutinized her deeply.

He’d refused to help, and the distinctly out of place ringtone was still on its loop. Ning Qing subconsciously tucked a strand of silky hair hanging around her cheek behind her ear with her tiny fair hands. She approached him, carefully avoiding his long and strong legs and stood on the edge of the sofa, reaching for the bag on the table.

But her hands were not long enough!

Ning Qing wanted to die now.

She couldn’t keep staying like this. Ning Qing thought for a moment and approached him actively, her pearly whites biting down on her tender lower lip. She knelt her left knee on his sofa carefully and timidly, closing the gap between her and the bag. She stretched out her right hand and managed to get her bag.

Ning Qing was elated. She had just wanted to leave with her bag when a strong arm clasped onto her petite waist, and with a powerful tug, she fell into the man’s strong and hard embrace.

“Ah!” Ning Qing exclaimed in shock.

“Be careful.” Ning Qing heard the man say.

What?

Why should she be careful? She hadn’t fallen into his arms accidentally. He’d dragged her in. How could he distort the truth?

“Lu Shaoming, this is Miss Ning Qing, a popular actress in China. Miss Ning has probably admired President Lu for a long time. And since she had the opportunity to encounter President Lu today, she must’ve wanted to have more interaction with you, haha…”

“Yes, Miss Ning is as beautiful as a flower. Looking at them now, they look like a perfect match, a match made in heaven. They make others envious.”

Sighs of praise could be heard around them, and Ning Qing was amused by how the high ranking elders, who had just ignored her like a fly on the wall, had begun praising her and saying that she was one of a kind.

Also, had everyone gone blind? He was the one who had pulled her in. She had not thrown herself at him!

“Miss Ning, is that true?” Looking at the beautiful face of the girl in his arms, Lu Shaoming asked with a smile.

He had the face to ask her?

Of course, it wasn’t true!

Ning Qing quickly denied it in her heart, but she did not say it out loud, because if she were to deny it in front of everyone here, he’d lose face and dignity.

A man’s face and dignity were very important in front of outsiders!

Ning Qing’s pair of beautiful autumn eyes were blinking and sparkling. He was holding a cigar in his mouth. The cigar was burning brightly in the dark, and the ashes were about to fall down.

“That…you…” Ning Qing pointed to his lips and whispered, “Do you want to flick the ash off? It’s going to be very hot when it falls on you.”

Lu Shaoming did not move. Amidst the curls of smoke, the man’s silent and noble gaze were somewhat unpredictable. He looked at her. The two whirlpools in his black eyes attracted Ning Qing, who was as innocent as a piece of white paper, causing her to fall rapidly.

Ning Qing’s small face was blushing more and more. She didn’t understand what he meant or wanted.

She wasn’t lying to him. The ashes were really about to land on him.

Ning Qing bit her lip and slowly stretched out her little hand when the ashes were about to fall. She was trembling. Her sight was filled with his thin, pink and lustrous lips. Her little hand went up and boldly removed the cigar from his lips.

The ashtray was in front of her. She flicked the ashes off for him, looked up, and placed the cigar back at his lips.

A burst of teasing laughter erupted around them. Lu Shaoming released his hold and Ning Qing rose from his arms.

Ning Qing felt that she had taken the road to ruin. She had done something so bold and ambiguous to him in public. Her finger had touched his lips just now. It was thin, soft and supple, with the coolness of the evening air.

She felt numb all over.

Ning Qing raised her feet and walked forward. At that moment, she felt a gloomy and cold gaze fixed upon her. Xu Junxi was peering at her with a complicated gaze. That dark and menacing gaze made her feel like he wanted to poke a few bloody holes in her body.

Ning Qing suddenly remembered that when Lu Shaoming had embraced her, Xu Junxi was sitting just a few meters away from them, and he must have seen the intimate interaction between them.

She could understand why he would feel this way. He was upset because he had thought that she was dating above herself. This person’s heart was distorted, so he could not bear to see her doing well.

Ning Qing flashed him a brilliant smile. The purpose of the smile was to enrage him!

…

Ning Qing wanted to leave with her bag, but several wealthy wives dragged her back. Everyone shouted “Miss Ning” attentively and sat her down at the card table.

She still had to play cards?

Ning Qing really didn’t want to play. She really didn’t have enough money to play with them. But one shocking thing about her was her fortune when it comes to playing cards; she would win every single time.

Ning Qing guessed that it might be because of Lu Shaoming. She kept the money into her pocket without feeling any guilt. First off, the rich wives all had money and it wouldn’t be a big deal to them if she won some of their money. Second off, she was Lu Shaoming’s wife, and it was her right to bask in her husband’s glory to win all this money.

Looking at the pile of bills that she’d won, Ning Qing was delighted. Her small eyes kept glancing towards the fat stack. She finally couldn’t help herself and started counting the money when they were resting.

She wanted to see if she had won her capital back. She’d retreat immediately once she’d recouped her losses. She vowed never to gamble again.

“Master Lu…” One of the rich ladies suddenly opened her mouth and cried out.

In the midst of counting her winnings, Ning Qing’s hands stiffened. She was so excited when she had counted “580” and “590” just now that she hadn’t noticed that there was someone standing beside her.

She felt the man’s presence very close to her. Maybe his business vest had accidentally grazed her red dress. She could clearly feel the smooth and cold texture of his business vest against her beautiful back, and she noticed a healthy and charming manly scent.

Ning Qing sat up straight and froze.

What was he doing here instead of talking about business with the others?

The high ranking elders all got up and followed him. The three rich ladies had all left the table, and she was seated alone with a stack of uncounted bills in her small hands. It would be a hilarious sight to behold.

Lu Shaoming, with his hands in his trousers pockets, looked down at the little girl who dared not look up at him, and said, “Why have you stopped counting? Go on.”

Go on?

Ning Qing didn’t know what he had really meant by that, but everybody was looking at her, and she had no choice but to continue counting. So all the influential people who controlled T city looked at her with a grin as she counted her winnings.

The girl’s method of counting money was clumsy. It must be her first time doing something like that. The image of brand-new notes flipping in her little fair and smooth hands was very pleasing.

Her little face was flushed and covered with a soft layer of fluff, which gave off a soft and glittering glow under the light.

Her little hand stopped, and there were seven full stacks of money in front of her.

“Did you come out in the black?” Perhaps he had felt that she hadn’t spoken for a long time after she’d finished counting, so he asked in a hoarse voice.

Ning Qing raised her eyes slowly and looked at him. Her long eyelashes were fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. “Haha.” She gave two crisp laughs. Her beautiful bow lips curved into a lovely smile. “It’s a little short.”

“Well…” Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and said, “Do you want to go for another round?”

His voice was extremely soft and when he looked down at her, he could not hide his indulgence and love for her. Even if he hadn’t moved, Ning Qing could feel that he was slowly touching her head with a big, warm hand.

Ning Qing forgot to answer for a moment.

Lu Shaoming looked up and gazed at the crowd, and then locked his eyes on Xu Junxi. “President Xu, are you interested in gambling a round with me?”

Xu Junxi smiled. He could not read the deep and sharp gaze that was like an eagle in Lu Shaoming’s gaze, but he had definitely chosen him because of Ning Qing. If that was the case, then It was better to accept deferentially than to decline courteously.

One of the high ranking elders here sent his wife to play again, so there were two men and two women at the card table, with Lu Shaoming sitting beside Ning Qing.

A waiter came in quickly and tidied up the card table. The card cloth was replaced and a professional dealer dealt the cards. One hand reached out and took Ning Qing’s seven stacks of notes away. Ning Qing was surprised and realized it was Zhu Rui when she glanced sideways.

“Miss Ning, don’t worry, I’ll keep them safe for you.” Zhu Rui placed the money on a waiter’s plate behind her and brought a basin over. “Miss Ning, there’s a lot of bacteria on the money. Wash your hands first.”

“Do I have to wash my hands? But I still have to gamble later.” If she were to continue gambling, it meant that she’d have to touch money again.

Just as Ning Qing sat there in confusion, a brocade box was placed in front of her. When the man in black opened the brocade box, Ning Qing was almost blinded by the gold leaves that filled the box.

Ning Qing, staring and tongue-tied, could not help but sighed that these wealthy people really knew how to play. She was stunned by the way they played this game.

After washing her hands, Ning Qing sat upright and as the shuffler was shuffling the cards. Lu Shaoming suddenly opened his mouth and said, “Producer Ni, it’s boring for us to just play cards alone. How would you like to dance a striptease for us?”

Producer Ni had realized that something was off and had wanted to sneak out the door while everyone was preoccupied with watching the cards. However, Lu Shaoming’s words stopped him in his tracks.

Ning Qing suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Lu Shaoming. If she hadn’t yet realized what he was thinking, she knew now. She was 100% certain that this man had come to support her tonight.

This man!

Could she be more touched?

When the producer returned, he dared not show any unwillingness. He smiled flatteringly and said, “Sure, as long as Master Lu is happy, it doesn’t matter what kind of dance I perform.”

Lu Shaoming didn’t look at the producer. He looked sideways, his deep and bright black eyes fixed on the girl with a touched look on her face. He laughed softly, “Win back double the amount President Xu had won just now, alright?”