My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing took a deep breath and was calm. She asked directly, "Mom, what do you want? Did I make you uncomfortable dealing with Liu Wenlong? ”

“Oh," Song Ya Jing sneered and didn't deny, “Miss Ning, I'm here to advise you, young man, don't be so popular, you are really annoying. ”

Is it annoying?

Ning Qing lifted his eyes and suppressed the wetness in his eyes.

“Miss Ning, there are 10 days left before the three-month deal, we officially counted down, so if Ming really falls in love with you, let him bring you to me, let him tell me loudly that he wants to marry you into the Lu family, he wants to make you his Mrs. Lu. If you can't do it, consciously leave in ten days, otherwise today is just the beginning. ”

Sonya Jing hung up.

Ning Qing's little hand slowly slipped to her side, her eyes dropped and the tears in her eyes fell off.

Lu Shaoming! Lu Shaoming...

Your mother bullied me like that. Do you make it?

“Ning Qing, cry if you want, I won't laugh at you.” Zhou approached her sometime and reached for her shoulder.

Ning Qing turned around and dotted his little head on Zhou's shoulder, “Zhou, I'm really sad... For so long, I've been working so hard, first to try to remember to fall in love with me again, and second, I want to win my grandmother's recognition and respect for my efforts, but today I realize that I'm wrong, the harder I try, the more my grandmother finds me... I'm annoying. ”

“Why does she hate me? It's not because I can hardly change my origins. She despises me... because she hates me, so she can just open the knife with my favorite mother...”

“Why is her heart so hot that it's not good for a woman to love her son with her? I respect her so much, put up with her, I don't want to fight her, I sincerely want to be a family with her, I want to call her mother, because she gave me such a good Master Lu Ming, so I want to be good to her, but..."

“But it didn't work. It really didn't work. ”

Zhou gently patted Ning Qing's back. She did not know how to comfort her. She was not Ning Qing and could not understand the pressure she was now under.

“... Ning Qing, everything will be fine...”

……

Ning Qing cried for a while, then raised her head. She sucked down her nose wings and wiped a tear. "I'm good, I'll cry for a while... Zhou, let's go and take my mother home...”

Zhou followed Ning Qing and asked, “Ning Qing, are you sure you're okay? You...”

Ning Qing looked as usual, just the sadness that her autumn eyes couldn't hide. She smiled softly, "I'm fine, no one can beat me down. My mother-in-law is probably more nervous than I am about three months into the countdown, otherwise she won't be able to hold onto my mother. ”

“Ning Qing, what should we do next? ”

“How?” Ning Qing shrugged his shoulder, "as my grandmother said. ”

“What? That's your grandmother's intention. Isn't that to give up Master Lu? Ning Qing, are you kidding me? ”

Ning Qing smiled and didn't speak.

Xiao Zhou most hated the way she was blunt, she couldn't stop wondering, "Ning Qing, otherwise we would tell Lu Shao, at least tell Lu Shao's mother to bully you to threaten you, only Lu Shao can protect you. ”

“Mmm.” Ning Qing nodded, “I think so too, but when there is an inconsistency between daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law, the smart daughter-in-law will not tell the man directly that your mother wants to hurt me, but will lead the man to find out for himself, so that he will come to feel that you have been wronged and will love you even more. Second, he will think that my mother is really disgusting, huh. ”

Ning Qing laughed in his heart. Many people, your kindness to her has become weak and forgiving. Perhaps she should... tear it apart.

……

Ning Zhengguo drove, Ning Qing sat with her mother in the back seat, her phone rang and texted.

Check it out, Lu Shaoming issued it.

[Dinner together at night]

Ning Qing glanced and put his phone in his pocket.

Yue Wanqing wondered, “Qing Qing, is that a text message sent by Shao Ming? Why didn't you answer? ”

Ning Qing leaned his little head against Mom's shoulder and said, “Mom, I'm not going anywhere these days, so stay with Mom. ”

“Silly boy.” Yue Wan cringed, but couldn't stop laughing, reaching out and holding her daughter in her arms.

……

The three returned to Ningjia Villa, Ningqing placed their mother in bed, her cell phone in her pocket kept ringing, a lot of WeChat.

Out of Mom's room, she walked in the living room and took out her cell phone, and the man sent dozens of WeChats.

What

[Why are you ignoring me?]

[Still busy? I'll drive to pick you up]

Because she never returned, he sent a lot of question marks. Finally, he matched a picture. A little boy with no teeth touched his little head and smiled. He also hit a [baby...]

Ning Qing pulled up his lip corner, his eyes fluttered with soft ripples. This “baby” sounded like his delicacy. He was begging her to reply to WeChat...

Ning Qing bit his pink lip and was ready to pick up his phone, but then the phone came.

The man couldn't wait to call.

She pressed the button to pick up.

“Hey...” There was a low-alcohol magnetic sound from the man, very gentle, with a smile.

Ning Qing lifted his eyes and he shouted "Hello” enough to stir up all her grievances.

She won't talk.

The man at that end sensed her anomaly and whispered, "Ning Qing, what's wrong with you? Tell me, I'm driving right now, and I'm gonna pick you up. ”

Ning Qing pounded her pink lips, “... I'm fine, you don't have to pick me up anymore. My mother got hit by a motorcycle this afternoon. Her legs are inconvenient. I have to take care of my mother at home...”

There's no end to it, there's a "beep” on that end.

The man just hung up the phone.

……

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Ning Qing went to open the door and stood outside Lu Shaoming.

The man wore a handmade Armani white shirt, black suit pants, handsome and pulled out, the shirt rolled up a few cuffs, revealing a sturdy wheat arm, his left finger carrying the car keys casually, and his other hand carrying a fruit basket.

When the man rushed in, Ning Qing saw that his exquisite chest was still slightly wheezing, carrying a clean and clear air.

Her mother was ill and he didn't forget the manners and bought the fruit basket.

“What are you doing here?” Ning Qing looked at the man and asked.

The girl usually sees him like a kitten sees her favorite food, “Aim” and her eyes pop snowly on him.

Even if they had been in love for more than a month, the affection and freshness never disappeared.

But today she saw that he had no more surprises. Instead, she twisted her eyebrows, some... unwelcome.

Lu Shaoming also gently raised a handsome frown, “Ning Qing, don't welcome me, hmm? Can I come in and talk? ”

“Oh.” Ning Qing stood beside him and let him in.

When he came in, the girl had a small hand gently resting on the door handle, her eyes dropped. Without looking at him, Lu Shaoming's eyes darkened. As he stepped in, he hit her directly with his left shoulder.

Ning Qing's health was unstable, she poured to the left, and she struggled to stabilize herself. She glanced at the man with a pair of eyes, which meant --- what are you doing?

Lu Shaoming wiped his pants in his pocket with one hand. Zhou Liang's black eyes showed a few men's ripening squares. He glanced up and down at the girl's figure, which means --- hit you.

Ning Qing blushed and turned his head hard to close the door. He did not look like an evil fool.

He's getting worse.

Probably nobody knows that the guy who came out of the house would learn the street fool's trick and hit a girl with his shoulder.

Light float.

“Master Lu, what are you doing here? Come on in.” Ning Zhenguo came out.

Lu Shaoming took his hand out of his trousers pocket and recovered his straight-body body. He stepped forward. The half-hooked lip angle could be taken out as an exemplary courtesy smile. "Uncle, hello, I heard that Aunt Ning Qing was hit by a car, so I came to visit. ”

“You're welcome, Lu. ”

Ning Zhenguo and his chill sentence, then took him into the room to look at Yue Wanqing, and determined that Yue Wanqing was not in the way before Lu Shaoming came out.

As soon as she came out, she saw the girl in the kitchen. Ning's kitchen was a semi-open window. The girl had an apron on her and was making soup.

Ning Zhenguo saw Lu Shaoming's eyes all the time on his daughter. He hurriedly laughed. “Master Lu, have dinner at my house tonight. Today Qing Qing personally cooked. Qing Qing Qing's craftsmanship is not very good, but he barely counts. Lu Shao commented. ”

Lu Shaoming's eyebrows widened and his thin lips lifted. He wanted to say something like this: - Respect is better than order.

But, "Dad, Lu Shao has already had dinner, so you don't have to keep him. Lu Shao is busy at work and will be leaving soon.” Ning Qing poked his head out of the kitchen.

As soon as Lu Shaoming heard this, his face sank.

“Haha," the most embarrassing of the three was Ning Zhengguo. He already knew that his daughter and son-in-law were making a mess. He laughed embarrassingly twice, “Young Master Lu, why don't you sit down and I'll go back to my room to take care of Qing's mother. ”

Ning Zhenguo quickly escaped.

Ning Qing glanced at the handsome face of the man, then retracted his little head and continued stewing soup.

Lu Shaoming lifted his hand and loosened the two buttons of the shirt, then walked into the kitchen with his feet lifted.

……

One of the warmest places in the house is either the bedroom or the kitchen. Lu Shaoming is still breathing, and can't seize at this moment.

The girl wore a pink dress, a shirt topped with a short skirt wrapped around her hips, revealing her two tightly slimmed thin legs, a light yellow slipper on her white pencil, a brilliant figure and a thin, youthful look.

Fine strap of apron around neck, light lace of water blue apron, sophisticated.

It was also the first time he looked at her cooking, stunned for a few seconds, a little crazy.

I can't look away.

Up front, standing behind her, knowing how obscene she was, but couldn't help looking down at her skirt and the jade legs below, rolled down the throat knot and put it together, “Ning Qing, I haven't had dinner yet. ”