My Dangerous Billionaire Husband - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: What Kind Of Past Was She Hiding?

“Oh, is that so?” Lu Shaoming lifted a sharp brow, and his deep narrow eyes were filled with light amusement as it lingered on both faces.

Ying Muchen lifted his lips, and his dark eyes met Lu Shaoming’s as he parted his thin lips. “Of course, is there a need for me to lie to Young Master Lu?”

Men who were as mature and wise as each other only needed one look to peep into each other’s inner thoughts. Lu Shaoming laughed softly, “Haha, I didn’t expect that I had such a strong fate with President Ying. When your sister is free, let’s gather and meet each other.”

Ying Muchen shifted his body, his eyes were obscure and deep, without a single ray of light reflected from them. He laughed and answered, “Shuiling has gone abroad three years ago and hasn’t come back. When she returns, we shall gather together. Young Master Lu, Qingqing, I still have something on, so I’ll go first.”

“Okay, Mr. Ying, I shall not send you out.”

Ning Qing watched Ying Muchen turn around and get in a luxury business car. Behind him was a very young and beautiful secretary in a white shirt, a hip-hugging skirt, and a capable and experienced gaze.

Ning Qing took a couple more glances at the secretary.

She saw the secretary get in the car after Ying Muchen. In the back seat, the female secretary bent towards Ying Muchen. Her fair hands took off Ying Muchen’s overcoat and unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt collar. Their actions were intimate and natural.

Ying Muchen leaned into the back seat, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

The 32-year-old man was in his prime. Ying Muchen’s every move revealed a silent and stable masculinity, and was especially charming.

The driver closed the door and blocked Ning Qing’s sight.

The luxury business car sped away.

“Ning Qing, if you look anymore, I’ll wonder if your relationship with him is really as simple as one between brother and sister?” Just as Ning Qing’s gaze was following the car, the man’s joking tone rang out beside her ear.

Looking back, she saw that Lu Shaoming was looking at her tenderly.

Ning Qing flashed a delicate smile, and her exquisite body approached him. His right arm was still on her small shoulder. She went into his warm and broad embrace and muttered while pouting. “Shaoming, are you jealous? He’s my best friend’s brother, it’s really that simple.”

Lu Shaoming looked down at the girl. The night sky’s stars were scattered and sparkled in her beautiful autumn eyes. They were bright and pure, and she wasn’t lying.

Lu Shaoming believed her about Ying Muchen.

There was no need for a man like Ying Muchen to deceive him.

But with how sharp his eyes were, he could see at a glance that Ning Qing’s smile was a little forced. She could not hide things, and her absent mindedness was written on her face.

She had something on her mind.

Why did the appearance of Ying Muchen make her absent-minded?

What kind of past was she hiding?

Lu Shaoming did not ask. If she wanted to tell him, she would tell him on her own accord. Similarly, if he wanted to know, he did not need her to tell him at all.

He just wanted to wait for her to take the initiative and rely on him wholeheartedly.

With a tug of the hand, Lu Shaoming took off his black tweed coat and wrapped her small body tightly in his arms. Rubbing her delicate face with his firm jaw, he kissed her and asked softly, “Is it cold?”

Ning Qing’s face was a little red. Occasionally, passers-by would pass by on the way, but he did not shy away.

“Not cold.” Ning Qing buried her flushed little face in his chest and took a deep breath of his clean and warm scent. She put out her small hand to encircle his tight waist contentedly. Her voice was soft as she asked, “Shaoming, could Big Brother Ying steal business from you?”

What was Lu Shaoming’s status, he was the successor of the Imperial Group Lu Corporation. Who could rival him?

But she had overheard their conversation unintentionally just now, Lu Shaoming had given that Jingtian development project to Ying Muchen.

“Well, it’s not considered stealing business from me. Jingtian development is an oil refining project. As the hottest financial tycoon today, Ying Muchen is best at stir-fried millet processing and oil refining. He specializes in technology. I’m not keen on this field. I’ve only paid a little attention to it, and since Ying Muchen wants it, I shall give it to him.”

Ning Qing nodded. She raised her head and kissed the man’s jaw. “Shaoming, do you do a lot of business with Big Brother Ying?”

Lu Shaoming held her in his arms and felt happy.

“I don’t have much interaction with him, but he is one of the people that I admire. Starting from scratch and making a name for himself in T City, and even the entire world in just three years… A financial tycoon needs only a notebook and with a move of his finger, his status could be multiplied by several times, he is sharp and smart.”

Ning Qing’s long fluttery eyelashes covered her eyes as she looked down. She was absent-minded. Her reactions were slow; he didn’t know what she was thinking.

What an excellent person he must be to get Lu Shaoming to praise him so much.

Just starting from scratch, hah.

“But Ying Muchen is by no means a good man. The men in the business industry are used to romance. The female secretary is a packaged lover of his. Looking at the female secretary, she must have been his already.”

Ning Qing did not expect that he would mention this to her. She looked up unexpectedly and bumped into his deep but bright and sparkling eyes that were like diamonds.

Ning Qing, who responded, couldn’t help but laugh. When had she seen this man slander a person? He would always disdain to talk about them.

But just now, he had slandered Ying Muchen in her ear. For the first time, he had done something petty. He had said that he did not care, but he was jealous in his heart.

It turned out that he was pretty petty.

The absent-mindedness in her head disappeared in an instant. She held the man’s handsome face in her two small hands. The more she looked at him, the more lovely he was. “Yes, yes, yes, you are the only good man in the world. You are clean and self-conscious. You have found a male secretary. Ying Muchen can’t compare with you.”

Lu Shaoming’s ears were a little red; she had read his mind.

He had lived for 30 years, and his heart had always been calm and gentle, but when he met her, his IQ would often drop and he would do some childish things, like kissing her saliva that night, and bad mouthing Ying Muchen now.

His good upbringing had taken the back seat.

Lu Shaoming coughed lightly. There was no embarrassment on his handsome face. He just straightened up and wanted to pull her away.

But Ning Qing’s laughter sounded like tinkling bells, and she reached out and pinched his angular cheeks as if she had not seen enough of his face.

Lu Shaoming frowned immediately. This girl was acting more and more boldly. She twisted his ears, slapped him, smacked his butt, and now she was pinching his face.

She was almost lawless.

“President…” Zhu Rui walked over with a document in his hand.

When Ning Qing saw someone coming, she quickly let go of Lu Shaoming and stepped back.

Once the warm jade in his arms had left, Lu Shaoming frowned at Zhu Rui and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Zhu Rui hadn’t expected to disturb the president’s pleasure. Embarrassment and awkwardness hung on his face, but he said stiffly, “We just met the boss of Da Xing Industries, and we have a project to discuss with him…”

Lu Shaoming nodded to indicate that he got it. He looked at Ning Qing and said, “You go back to the hotel room. I’ll take you back to T city after I’m done.”

“Alright.” Ning Qing nodded.

…

Ning Qing had something on her mind. She took out her room card from her bag, put it in the card reader, and unlocked the hotel room door.

She stepped in with one foot and groped around the wall with her little hand to turn on the light.

But then, behind her came a tall figure, and she was kissed.

After a long kiss, Ning Qing was felt weak in the man’s arms. She felt powerless. “Shaoming, don’t you have to work?”

The man’s voice was low and hoarse, very magnetic and charming. It rang through Ning Qing’s ear and caused a tingling sensation, “How do you want me to work with such a worried expression on your face? Nothing is more important than my little wife. No more work; I’m going to spend time with you.”

Ning Qing’s pink lips pouted. A feeling of femininity rose inside her; she had been spoilt by him.

Actually, it was alright if she felt lonely by herself, but he had to come and provoke her.

It felt so good.

She grabbed the collar of his shirt and said in a sweet voice, “What little wife, how much younger am I than you? Calling out such a mushy nickname, you have some psychological problems! ”

“Oh, 10 years younger? So what should I call you then, dear wife, Qingqing baby, honey…”

Ning Qing’s slender back was against the door, panting and letting out sweet puffs of breath as she pushed him away. She couldn’t stand his charming murmuring, especially the “honey”, with him calling out to her with an adoring laughter a pure British accent, and in a low and enticing tone… So fatal!

It had been rumored that he was proficient in many languages and very knowledgeable in general.

At the age of 20, she wanted to grow up faster.

She couldn’t refuse such a stunningly handsome man.

Ning Qing wrapped her arms around his neck. She did not know whether it was the intoxicating light or the handsome appearance and distinct sideburns that got to her the most. She looked at him with heavy eyes and kissed him.

But the man dodged and turned his face sideways. Lu Shaoming smiled with hidden meaning as he asked, “Ning Qing, you really have nothing to confess to me?”

She was so abnormal.

“Yes,” Ning Qing said with a languid smile. “Lu Shaoming, I like you.”

She kissed him.

Lu Shaoming did not close his eyes. He opened his eyes and watched the girl’s shy, trembling rows of long, slender eyelashes as she kissed him slowly. Her lips were thin and pink, and her cheeks were full.

The more he looked, the more beautiful she was.

A big palm held the back neck of her neck, as he supported her and hung her around his neck.

Another long kiss ended. Looking at the girl’s slightly red and swollen lips, Lu Shaoming was a little satisfied. He reached out and lifted her shirt. He drew circles on her flat and smooth stomach with his big rough palm.

“I’ve heard that women feel a lot of pain during their periods. Is that better? Or should I prepare some brown sugar water for you?” The room was quiet and his voice was so soft as he held her in his arms, murmuring intimately to her like husband and wife.