Chapter 347 (1/2)

Ning Qing noticed the abnormalities between the two. She turned around and tried to get out of the dance floor.

But her little hand was grasped by the man. “Alright, don’t worry about other people’s affairs. Are you addicted to being a matchmaker?”

What was he saying?

Ning Qing looked back and glared at him fiercely. “Young Master Lu, that’s your third brother and my good friend. Should we not care about them? Besides, it’s everyone’s duty to help every couple live happily ever after.”

The little woman was emphasizing every word. It sounded a little sweet and charming to the man.

He raised his eyebrows and said, “Ning Qing, not all couples in the world can live happily ever after. There are obstacles between Luoxi and Miss Xia that can’t be crossed. It’s difficult for them to be together.”

Ning Qing listened and twisted her eyebrows slightly. She hummed and drew up her lips to laugh. “Yes, it seems that when we were together, we couldn’t overcome the obstacles.”

There was a lot of irony in her words.

Lu Shaoming’s black eyes suddenly flowed with tenderness. At least in his eyes, the woman was complaining and acting spoilt with him. Yeah, how many obstacles had they overcome along the way?

He tugged her hand and bent over to kiss her cheek. “Wifey, I’ve wronged you. I’ll love you even more in the future.”

“Oh, love me? Young Master Lu, you’re getting too serious. You’d better leave these sweet nothings for those little girls of yours.”

Little girls?

Lu Shaoming’s smile was more brilliant. What could he do, he really loved her jealous expression.

“Jealous?” He asked in a low voice.

Ning Qing did not reply, but her pet.i.te waist twisted flexibly and slipped away from his arms.

“Hi, beautiful, wanna dance together?” Two muscular men chatted her up immediately.

Ning Qing lifted her fair little hand and tucked a strand of beautiful hair on her cheek behind her ear. She flashed a bright sunny smile and said, “Ok.”

Ning Qing swayed her little body and danced with the two men.

Lu Shaoming’s entire handsome face was gloomy, especially as he watched her swaying around in front of the men with her back to them. The muscular man couldn’t help but reach out slowly and touch her fair, exposed stomach.

Ning Qing’s slender wrist was grabbed. Lu Shaoming pulled hard, and she fell into his arms.

The two muscular men were dancing happily. When they saw someone ruining their happiness, they immediately went up and said, “Hey, who are you?”

Lu Shaoming, with one arm fastened on Ning Qing’s soft waist, stuffed one hand in his trousers pocket. His clean, handsome and dignified face flashed with a little wildness in the beat of the DJ’s music. His thin, red lips were half-hooked, and his face was indifferent as he said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What’s important is that she is my woman.”

The casual tone of voice permeated the air with power and dominance.

The two muscular men looked Lu Shaoming up and down. Everything on the man was branded. The Armani hand-made black s.h.i.+rt costs about $200,000. They had some insight and knew that this person was either rich or of n.o.ble birth. He was not easy to provoke, so they looked at each other and left.

Lu Shaoming looked down at the woman in his arms. “Satisfied? Next time you find other men to p.i.s.s me off, remember to look for someone with more cla.s.s.”

Hearing his tone, it seemed that there was no man in the world except him.

How arrogant.

Ning Qing laughed, “Their cla.s.s is not important. What’s important is that Young Master said that I was jealous. I found two men who don’t have cla.s.s to let Young Master Lu know the taste of jealousy.”

Ning Qing broke away from his embrace and slowly stepped away from the dance floor.

Lu Shaoming looked at the figure of the dainty little woman. The corners of his mouth lifted devilishly. He hadn’t punished her for nearly half a year. She was so bold.

Lu Shaoming knitted his eyebrows and cleared his throat — wait and see.

He was sure to torture her to death tonight.

She needs to be punished!

…

Ning Qing stepped off the dance floor and saw that Zhou Yao had disappeared. She did not know where he had gone.

Looking around, Ning Qing saw an acquaintance at the door.

“Sister Jian.”

Jian Han had arrived. She was accompanied by Tang Fan, followed by several colleagues from the hospital.

Ning Qing and Jian Han had become very good friends since their trip to the hospital in England.

Jian Han came over, smiled, and said, “Ning Qing, are you alone?”

At this time, Lu Shaoming walked over. He was going towards Ning Qing, but then two acquaintances came, Zhou Dayuan and Li Beibei.

Lu Shaoming stopped and talked to Zhou Dayuan.

The two groups of people looked at each other several meters away, and there was awkwardness in the atmosphere.

Tang Fan opened his mouth and said, “Jian Han, there are several colleagues over there who know each other. Let’s go and say h.e.l.lo.”

“Alright. Ning Qing, see you later. Jian Han followed Tang Fan and turned away.

Ning Qing waved her hand with a smile at Jian Han, then looked back at Zhou Dayuan. Zhou Dayuan had just withdrawn his gaze from Jian Han. He looked at Ning Qing and bowed politely.