My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing took a deep breath, but her mood calmed down. She asked directly, "Mom, what do you want to do? Did I deal with Liu Wenlong's affairs and make you feel unpleasant?"

"Oh," Song Yajing sneered, without denying, "Ms. Ning, I'm advising you here, young people should not be so showy, you are really annoying."

Annoying?

Ning Qing raised her eyes and suppressed the wetness in her eyes.

"Ms. Ning, there are 10 days left before the three-month agreement. We officially count down. So, if Shao Ming really falls in love with you, let him bring you to me and let him tell me aloud He wants to marry you into Lu's house, and he wants to turn you into his Mrs. Lu. If you can't do it, leave consciously after ten days, otherwise, today is just the beginning. "

Song Yajing hung up.

Ning Qing's little hand holding the mobile phone slowly slipped to her side, she lowered her eyes, and the tears in her eyes fell down like this.

Lu Shaoming, Lu Shaoming ...

Did your mother bully me so much?

"Ning Qing, just cry if you want to cry. I won't laugh at you." Xiaozhou didn't know when he came to her, and stretched his hands around her shoulders.

Ning Qing turned around and put her head on Xiao Zhou's shoulder. "Xiao Zhou, I'm really sad ... I have worked so hard for so long, the first is to want Shao Ming to fall in love with me again, and the second, I I want to win the recognition and respect of my mother-in-law with my own efforts, but today I found that I was wrong. The harder I work, the more my mother-in-law feels ... I am annoying. "

"Why she hates me, it's not that I can't change my background because of how hard I try. She looks down on me ... Because she hates me, she can just use my favorite mother to operate ..."

"Why is her heart so hard to cover the heat? Is it bad for a woman in this world to love her son with her? I respect her so much and tolerate her. I don't want to confront her. I sincerely want to be with her Man, I want to call her mother, because she gave me such a good Lu Shaoming, so I want to be filial to her, but ... "

"But it didn't work, it really didn't work."

Xiao Zhou patted Ning Qing's back gently. She didn't know how to comfort. She was not Ning Qing and couldn't understand the pressure she was carrying.

"... Ning Qing, everything will be fine ..."

...

Ning Qing cried for a while, then raised her head, she sucked her nose, wiped her tears, "I'm fine, I'll be crying for a while ... Xiao Zhou, let's go and pick up my mother home ..."

Xiao Zhou followed Ning Qing and asked uneasily, "Ning Qing, are you really all right? Are you ..."

Ning Qing's face was as usual, but the sadness that could not be concealed by Qiu Tong, she chuckled, "I'm fine, no one can beat me down. The countdown to the three month period is about, my mother-in-law is probably better than me Still nervous, otherwise she wouldn't hold on to my mother. "

"Ning Qing, what shall we do next?"

"What to do?" Ning Qing shrugged her shoulders. "Follow my mother-in-law's will."

"What? Isn't it your mother-in-law's intention to give up Lu Shao? Ning Qing, what's your joke?"

Ning Qing smiled and didn't speak.

Xiao Zhou hates her foolish appearance most. She can't help but ask curiously, "Ning Qing, otherwise we will tell Lu Shaozhen, at least tell Lu Shao's mother first to bully you and threaten you to intimidate you. Only Lu Shao can Protect you. "

"Well." Ning Qing nodded. "I think so, but when there is a contradiction between mother-in-law, the smart daughter-in-law will not directly tell the man that your mother wants to hurt me, but will instead lead the man to discover it, so he feels If you have been wronged, you will love you even more. Secondly, he will think that my mother is too abominable. "

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

...

Ning Zhengguo was driving. Ning Qing accompanied her mother in the back seat. Her cell phone rang and a text message came.

Click to see, Lu Shaoming.

【let's have dinner tonight】

Ning Qing glanced, and then put the phone in his pocket.

Yue Wanqing wondered, "Qing Qing, is this text message sent by Shao Ming, why don't you reply?"

Ning Qing leaned her little head on her mother's shoulders and coquettishly, "Mom, don't go back, I will not go anywhere these days, and accompany my mother well."

"Stupid child." Yue Wanqing snorted, but couldn't stop the smile from her mouth, and reached out to hold her daughter in her arms.

...

The three returned to Ning's villa. Ning Qing placed her mother on the bed. The mobile phone in her pocket kept ringing. Many WeChat messages.

Out of Mom's room, she walked in the living room and took out her cell phone to see. The man sent dozens of WeChat messages.

【what happened】

[Why ignore me]

[Are you still busy, I will drive to pick you up]

Because she never returned, he sent a lot of question marks, and finally came with a picture, a little boy with missing teeth touched his head and sneered, and he also hit [baby ...]

Ning Qing raised her lips, and soft ripples rippled in Qiu Tong's lips. The "baby" sounded like his coquettish. He begged her to reply to WeChat ...

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

The man couldn't wait and called.

She picked up the keys.

"Hey ..." There was a low-alcoholic voice from the man, very gentle, and a smirk.

Ning Qing raised her eyes, and a "feed" was enough to evoke all her grievances.

She refused to speak.

The man at the other end was keenly aware of her abnormality, and whispered, "Ning Qing, what's wrong with you? Tell me. I'm driving now, and I'm going to pick you up, where are you now?"

Ning Qing muttered her pink lips. "... I'm fine. You don't need to pick me up. My mother was hit by a motorcycle in the afternoon. My legs are inconvenient. I want to take care of my mother at home ..."

Endless words, there was a "beep" busy tone.

The man hung up the phone directly.

...

Within five minutes, the doorbell of the villa's door rang.

Ning Qing went to open the door, standing outside Lu Shaoming.

The man wore a custom-made Armani white shirt, black trousers, handsome and straight. The cuffs of the shirt were rolled up a few times, revealing a strong wheat-colored forearm, holding the car key with his left fingers and the other holding a fruit basket. .

The man was in a hurry, and Ning Qing saw that his master's chest was still breathing slightly, and he carried a clean, clear air.

Her mother was ill. He didn't forget the etiquette and bought a fruit basket.

"Why are you here?" Ning Qing asked the man looking at him.

The girl usually saw him like a kitten and saw her favorite food. She "snapped" her eyes and darted to him.

Even if the two were in love for more than a month, this admiration and freshness never disappeared.

But she saw him today without surprise, but instead twisted her eyebrows, some ... unwelcome.

Lu Shaoming also frowned handsomely, "Ning Qing, don't welcome me, eh? Can you let me in?"

"Oh." Ning Qing stood sideways and let him in.

When he came in, the girl put a little hand on the doorknob, and her eyes were down, but to him, Lu Shaoming's eyes were dark, and she struck her directly with her left shoulder when she stepped on.

Ning Qing was unstable. She fell to the left and held herself hard. She stared at the water eyes and looked at the man. What did you mean?

Lu Shaoming wiped his trouser pocket with his hands, and his bright black eyes showed a few mature men's waves. He narrowed his eyes and scanned the girl's figure up and down, which meant to hit you.

Ning Qing turned red with red ears and closed her door fiercely, regardless of his wicked appearance.

He ... is getting worse.

Probably no one knows that the father-in-law who came out of this family will also learn from the street sister-in-law and hit the girl with his shoulder.

frivolous.

"Lu Shao, why are you here? Come in quickly." Ning Zhenguo came out at this time.

Lu Shaoming took his hands out of his trouser pockets, and his straight body was restored to a sense of luxury. He stepped forward, and the corners of his lips could be taken out as a model polite smile. It hit, so I came to visit. "

"Lu Shao is polite."

Ning Zhenguo greeted him with a few words, and then took him into the room to take a look at Yue Wanqing. After confirming that Yue Wanqing was not a big deal, Lu Shaoming came out.

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

Ning Zhenguo saw Lu Shaoming's gaze stayed on his daughter, and quickly laughed, "Lu Shao, have dinner at my house tonight. Today, Qing Qing cooks herself. Qing Qing's craftsmanship is not good, but she barely returns. Pass the mark, Lu Shaolai commented. "

Lu Shaoming's eyebrows spread out, his thin lips tilted, and he wanted to say something-respect is worse than life.

However, "Dad, Lu Shao has already eaten dinner, so you don't need to keep him. Lu Shao is busy with work, and will leave in a while." Ning Qing poked out his little head from the kitchen.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shaoming sank.

"Haha," the most embarrassing of the three was Ning Zhengguo. He already knew that his daughter and son-in-law were awkward, and he smiled awkwardly, "Lu Shao, sit down, and I will return to the room to take care of Qing Qing's mother. "

Ning Zhenguo hurried away.

Ning Qing glanced at the man's handsome face lightly, then retracted his head and continued to stew the soup.

Lu Shaoming raised his hands to loosen the two buttons on his shirt, then lifted his feet into the kitchen.

...

The warmest place in a home is either the bedroom or the kitchen. Lu Shaoming is no longer angry, and it can't happen at this moment.

The girl wore a pink dress, a shirt top and a short skirt with hip tassels, revealing her two tight, slender legs, and a pair of light yellow sandals on her white and tender feet. Her exquisite figure was thin and thin. Out of the youthful breath.

A thin strap of an apron was hung from the neck, and the aqua apron had a faint lace, so elegant and elegant.

This was the first time he had watched her look like a cook, and she looked at it for a few seconds, a little foolish.

Can't look away.

Stepped forward and stood behind her, knowing how embarrassed she was, but couldn't help looking down at her short skirt and the pair of jade legs below, rolled her throat knot, and stepped forward, "Ning Qing, I Haven't eaten dinner yet. "