My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 242: Lu Shaoming, I Am Your Wife

Song Yajing looked at the person approaching her. Her eyes contracted violently and she stood up as she understood the situation in one moment. “Ning Qing, you are breaking your promise!”

Ning Qing slowly stood up and used one small hand to protect her stomach. She said graciously, “Mum, I did not. The one who broke her promise is you. You yourself told Shaoming that I was his wife just now.”

Song Yajing took a step backwards and she shook her head in disbelief, just now… It seemed like she really did say it, but Ning Qing had used the word “him” instead of his name. Song Yajing burst out into laughter. “Heh, hehe…” She glanced at Ning Qing from head to toe and said, “Ning Qing, you have been acting for the entire night, and you set up a trap for me.”

“You could say so.” Ning Qing graciously admitted to it and said, “So mum, our 3 month promise officially ends now. You have lost. I hope that mum is willing to concede defeat and stop preventing me from being together with Shaoming.”

Song Yajing, “…” This was the first time in her life that she was at a loss for words. She had underestimated her opponent.

She did not even enter into her eyes. Even though they had a 3 month promise between them, she still thought she could win over her easily, but she was wrong.

Ning Qing was really a fearless opponent.

From the time she was in Guang Qing in charge of Cabbage Plume, she gave her trouble non-stop, but not only did she successfully get through it al, she even got Shaoming’s favour in the process.

With the matters regarding Liu Wenlong, she was direct and dominant. Her mother was hit, and she turned that around. She knew how to lead the man well, and she knew how to avoid being too high profile. She was prepared in her strategy.

Today…

She definitely knew that Song Yajing would use the difference in the time period to provoke Shaoming, so she acted that way in the office. She wanted to provoke her and make her furious, thus making her come searching for her to talk.

This conversation was part of her plot. During the entire duration of it, she controlled the speed and content of it, and at last she softened her voice to beg her, and she prompted her to say those words…

This Ning Qing had really made her look at her in a new light.

Song Yajing hated her deeply, and her heart was unsatisfied with her.

At this moment, the man slowly walked over. Ning Qing’s small, cold hands were wrapped by the man’s big warm palms, and he looked plainly at Song Yajing and held Ning Qing’s small hand as they left.

Ning Qing looked at the man’s expressionless, determined, and she obediently followed behind him.

“Ning Qing.” Song Yajing calmed herself down and suddenly spoke. “You still have yet to consider a problem. Who do you love exactly?”

Ning Qing froze in her steps.

“Who is it exactly? Is it the Lu Shaoming who had not lost his memories, or is it Lu Shaoming now?”

“There is no difference…”

“Haha, is there really no difference? Ning Qing, don’t fool yourself and others. The Lu Shaoming who had not lost his memories and the current Lu Shaoming are two different men! You love the Lu Shaoming who did not lose his memoires. You were deeply entranced by the gentleness and warm protection that he gave to you. Both of you had many beautiful memories and first times that are engraved in your heart and carved in your bones. Because you were so in love, you did not give up and leave the Lu Shaoming now. You were willing to accept all of my obstacles and objections. You went a thousand miles away to look for your husband, and you wanted to help Lu Shaoming who lost his memories find the road home.

“But, Ning Qing, can this home be ever found again? Did you ever consider what you will do if Shaoming never regains his memory?

“Don’t tell me that you are very satisfied with the Shao Ming you have now, because even though Shaoming is by your side now, whenever you mention that Shaoming from the past, you are be unable to restrain your emotions, and you weep. The baby in your stomach is also the fruit of love between you and that Shaoming. But now that Shaoming has totally forgotten about the love that you two once had.”

Ning Qing’s expression was a little lost and frozen. At this moment, she only felt her small hand hurt. It turned out that the man was showing his strength and was cruelly pinching her small hand.

“Si…” She called out in pain.

Lu Shaoming did not stop in his footsteps. He directly dragged her out of the café, and they boarded the Bentley.

…

The car was cruising on the main road. Ning Qing looked sideways at the man. Half of his face was smoothly defined. His short hair was pushed backwards in a slick and cold fashion. His black shirt perfectly accentuated the attractiveness of a matured man. A rainbow filtered through the window and highlighted his mysterious aura.

Although it had been so long since, Ning Qing still was so easily charmed by him.

“Shaoming, I….” She had broken the 3 months promise today, the amount of information was a little too much, and it was probably hard for him to accept it. He seemed a little confused, so she wanted to explain it to him.

“So you have been pregnant for 3 months?” The man’s thin, maroon lips were slightly pursed, and he spit out the sentence.

“Yes.” Ning Qing nodded her head and said, “It has been 3 months.”

“You conceived it on the 30th day of the lunar year?” The man’s lips curled into a cryptic arc. His eyebrows were calm and he said, “Counting the days it should be before I went to England for surgery… Ah, he was not afraid that there would be a problem with the surgery, and when the time comes, you would have to raise the kid by your own….”

“Shaoming, what are you talking about?” Ning Qing frowned her beautiful eyebrows and interrupted him. “Don’t say such inauspicious words, you are living well now…”

“Am I living?” Lu Shaoming turned his gaze sideways to look at her. His black eyes were like spilled ink. They were incredibly gloomy and unable to reflect any ray of light. “But I am actually just not him. Ning Qing, speak honestly, do you want me to recover my memories?”

“….I do.” She answered honestly.

“Heh.” The man laughed lightly mysteriously and withdrew his gaze.

“Shaoming, what’s wrong with you? Did you take what Mum said just now to heart? I want to you recover your memories because…”

“Mum?” The man’s lips were mocking her. “With our relationship right now, how do you address my mother as Mum?”

He was not used to how she addressed her. When he heard it, he felt that it was especially awkward, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Ning Qing quickly turned her head to look outside the window. Her eyes were suddenly wet. She thought after he learned the truth, he would be emotional, happy, and excited, but he was not.

He was behaving so eccentrically.

He did not allow her to address his mother as Mum. She knew. She had always known — he had no plans to marry her, but now, she had become his wife.

He was not surprised, but he was in shock.

The car cabin fell into silence. The man suddenly said, “Where are we going?”

“Bring me back home.” She was also a little angry.

“Back home? Going back to which home? Aren’t you my wife? Where did you stay with him in the past? We will go there.”

…

The car stopped in front of the Tea Pavilion villa, the duo alighted from the car and Lu Shaoming looked at this beautifully designed European style villa. His mind…was all blank.

He could not find any memories.

He was in a daze. His huge palm was held gently by the girl, and Ning Qing brought him step by step to ascend the stairs, and they came in front of the flower-engraved main doors.

The lock was both of their fingerprints, Ning Qing held onto his thumb and pressed it down. Ding! The main doors opened up.

Ning Qing stepped in and turned on the lights of the villa with a Pa!

Nothing in the villa had changed. It still looked like how she remembered, Ning Qing’s small white hand glided across the wall beside her bit by bit. She stood at the foyer area, and memories flooded back to her like a tsunami.

There were many sweet memories made here. Every spot of the home seemed to have the sound of their laughter. He returned home late every day, she stood barefoot on the stairs, and she dashed into his embrace that brought the chill of the night air but was still warm…

He would pick her up horizontally. He did not have time to change his shoes and hug her to sit on the bar counter of the foyer, and he hugged her as he kissed her.

He would say again and again in a low grunt, Little wifey…

Little wifey….

“Are you crying?” A low man’s voice broke her train of thought, and when she regained her senses, she realized that her face was wet.

She was really crying.

She used her small hand to wipe away her tears. She turned around, and the man behind her was very close to her. Both of his hands were inside his pockets, and he was looking at her deeply and closely.

Ning Qing had fire in her heart. She wrapped her fingers up into a fist to punch him. “Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? Why are you behaving so eccentrically towards me? Shouldn’t I be crying? Can’t I ask for you to recover your memory? Could it be that I loved another man? The person that I love has always been you; I am your wife!”

Lu Shaoming knitted his eyebrows while he grabbed onto her small hand. He used one arm to carry her up from the waist, and he ascended the steps, and went onto the second story.

He froze slightly in his steps. He asked hoarsely, “Which room is the bedroom?”

Ning Qing was buried in his embrace while she said, “That room.”

Lu Shaoming kicked open the door and walked briskly to the side of the bed. Ning Qing was placed gently on the bed, and right after, the man pinned his handsome figure over her.

Ning Qing was nervous. She ducked away nervously and said, “Shaoming, the baby.”

He pinched her delicate cheeks. The sound of the man’s low grunts made its way into her ears, and it brought along a touch of mocking laughter. “Ning Qing, could I actually harm the baby? If it was him, would you also remind him like this?”

“Lu Shaoming, can you not keep mentioning him? He is you; you are him. What are you getting yourself worked up over?”

Lu Shaoming’s hand was by her side. He bent over and kissed her lips. “Did he also kiss you like this? On the 30th day of the lunar year, where were you two? Was it on this bed?”

“No.” Ning Qing used her strength to push him away. She was an honest girl who never told a lie. “It was in my home, in my room.”

“Heh.” The man’s breathing became rough in a moment. He used his large hand to lift her skirt, and his actions were not considered to be gentle.

“Shaoming.” Ning Qing was really afraid. “Don’t be like this. I am still pregnant…”

“Aren’t you my wife? How come you can’t even satisfy your own husband like this? Whetting my appetite like this is very fun, eh?”

Ning Qing could not escape from his strength, and she was also afraid that it would affect the baby. She nodded and said, “Okay, okay, I will satisfy you. You go lighter with your strength… the doctor said we cannot do it before 3 months, we….”

The man left her body and positioned himself in front of her in mid-air. He stretched out his tongue to lick his dry lips, and he slowly broke out into a smile and said, “If the doctor said no, why would you have to satisfy me? Actually I did not plan to touch you; I was only testing your bottom line just now. Now that I have tested it, you don’t have a bottom line towards me. It turns out that you can accept me without any conditions, but why? Ning Qing.

“The version of me now can be very irritating. Look, you also do not like me touching you, but you can hold it in, because you loved him, so you have always been holding it in like this.

“Ning Qing, the three month promise between you and my mum must have been very hard, wasn’t it? I know, it must have been hard.

“The man who loved you so much in the past instantly turned into a stranger. My mum did not allow you to enter Guang Qing. You thought of a plan to enter Guang Qing. Ye Ling stole your design for Cabbage Plume. You were locked inside the freezer. On the day of the stage play itself your costume was cut apart… Every step that you took was on a thin piece of ice, but when you walked over, you still had to attract my attention and make me fall in love with you again.

“You were pregnant when you followed me to Finland. That night in the hotel room, I was out of control. You were kicked by someone and left the country alone. I was cold and insulting towards you. You were vomiting badly…”