Chapter 172 Taming the Wildcat 1

Ning Qing's face was burning. She didn't know if she was guilty. Why did she feel that these words were meant for her?

She was obviously very open, but now everything was her fault.

Ning Qing pouted her lips in grievance and turned to leave the bathroom.

...

After leaving the bathroom, Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming.

He was standing not far in front of her, accompanied by the tall beauty. The beauty was holding his navy blue tweed coat in her hand and helping him dress shyly.

Ning Qing was shocked, and a sour feeling spread in her heart.

This tweed coat was on him, and it was on her a few hours ago. She thought that only the two of them had touched this coat, but now it was touched by another person.

It was still that very eye-catching beauty.

They had been married for half a year, and she had never seen him let other women get close to him. A self-disciplined man knew how to avoid peach blossoms.

But what happened to him today?

Did she neglect him recently?

Ning Qing raised her foot and walked towards Lu Shaoming.

When approaching, the beauty was looking at Lu Shaoming lovingly, raising her hand to button him up.

Ning Qing stood over without hesitation, twisted her little butt, and knocked the beauty back several steps, "Shaoming, let me do it." She raised her hand to help Lu Shaoming button up.

The beauty was hit and immediately stared at Ning Qing. At this time, she felt a dark gaze falling on her face. She raised her eyes and Lu Shaoming glanced at her.

That glance was very light, but the eyes of a man in a high position were unfathomable. He glanced at her lightly, and the deterrent meaning was too heavy.

The beauty withdrew her gaze in dismay and turned away.

Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and looked at the girl. She puffed up her delicate cheeks and was sulking.

He didn't say anything, watching her white little hands gently buttoning his buttons, and his sense of smell was filled with the pleasant fragrance emanating from her body.

I haven't touched her for four days, and I miss her very much.

The man didn't say anything, Ning Qing couldn't hold it back, she hummed and asked, "Don't you have hands? I never see you ask someone to help you dress?"

"Hey, what's your tone of voice? You made a mistake and still think you're right?" The man replied lazily.

Ning Qing's anger was extinguished by him. People who made mistakes are usually inferior to others.

"...That's different." She was not convinced.

"Why is it different? Oh, you and Mu Yunfan are just a simple brother and sister relationship. He is your brother Yunfan. You are innocent and nothing will happen to you."

Is he mocking her?

Absolutely!

When Ning Qing couldn't think of words, she heard the man above her head smiling in a low voice, in a happy mood, "The person just now is Ye Ting, a senior secretary who graduated from Harvard University in the United States. She came to apply for my personal secretary. Mrs. Lu, what do you think?"

"What?" Ning Qing raised her eyes in a hurry, "Don't you have Zhu Rui? What do you need a personal secretary for?"

"As the name suggests, a personal secretary handles personal affairs. Zhu Rui is a man, so there are naturally many inconveniences." The man explained concisely.

Handle personal affairs?

Serve him to dress, eat, and sleep?

"No, I don't agree!"

"Why? Mrs. Lu, you are not jealous, are you? Your jealousy is unreasonable. Don't you trust your husband? Have you forgotten how your husband trusts you? Mu Yunfan hugged you and spun you around, kissed your hair, and you were stained with his perfume... I have no objection to these, but now you see that Ye Ting just put on clothes for me and you can't stand it? Mrs. Lu, you are too sensitive."

Ning Qing, "..." He did it on purpose!

He was definitely deliberately making her angry and mocking her.

This sentence "You are too sensitive" was what she said to him not long ago, and now he returned it to her intact.

At that time, Mu Yunfan did hug her and spin around, and she asked him if he minded. At that time, he shook his head so straightforwardly, and now he is so fussy.

However, Ning Qing knew she was wrong.

Ning Qing lowered her eyes and slowly reached out to hug his muscular waist and abdomen, "Hubby, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I didn't consider your feelings at that time, and took everything for granted."

"I was too selfish at that time, I thought that as long as I was open and honest, I would have a clear conscience, I ignored you, I felt so bad when I saw that Ye Ting today, I was jealous when I saw her standing next to you, put yourself in her shoes, how bad it must have been for you to see Mu Yunfan standing next to me at that time."

"Hubby, don't treat me like this, isn't it enough that I know I'm wrong and correct it, you are not allowed to bully me with other women, you are not allowed to have a cold war with me, we... We have only been married for a few days, you have the heart to treat me like this?"

Ning Qing hugged him and acted like a spoiled child, she was really wronged, what happened with Mu Yunfan was not what she could imagine, how could the brother and sister who had been together for 18 years become so unrecognizable.

Lu Shaoming was so soft-hearted, but he stretched out his hand to push her away, and said seriously, "Since you know you are wrong, whether I forgive you or not depends on your future performance. I will not interfere in Mu Yunfan's affairs. You have caused trouble yourself and you have to bear it yourself. I will not help you clean up the mess this time."

"Also, let's discuss this matter of Ye Ting later. I think she is doing well. If you want me not to use her, you have to come up with a reason that can convince me."

After saying this, Lu Shaoming didn't even look at her, and ran away in a very arrogant manner.

"Shaoming." Ning Qing stomped her feet in anger behind her.

...

The next morning, Ning Qing woke up in Banmingxuan's bedroom. There was no one around her. Lu Shaoming didn't come back all night.

She was in a very low mood and went to her mother's apartment.

Similarly, Mu Yunfan didn't come back all night.

Today is the weekend, Ning Qing has nothing to do, so she helps her mother wash vegetables and prepare lunch.

"Qingqing, I haven't seen Shaoming for a long time. Hasn't he come back from his business trip yet?" Yue Wanqing asked.

Ning Qing's expression froze, and she forced a smile, "Shaoming came back last night, but he was busy with work and slept in the company last night. He didn't have time to see mom and grandma."

"Well," Yue Wanqing nodded, distressed, "This man is tired at work. You should spend more time with Shaoming and pay more attention to his health. You call Shaoming and see if he has time to come back for lunch. Mom will cook a table for him."

"...Okay."

Ning Qing walked to the living room to make a phone call. The phone rang three times before the other end answered the phone, "Hello."

The low, mellow and magnetic voice made Ning Qing numb.

Ning Qing's white little hand held the phone tightly, and her face was a little red. "Hello, Shaoming, it's me. Mom wants to ask if you have time to come back for lunch at noon?"

The sound of a pen hitting paper was heard from the other end. He was probably reviewing documents. He replied attentively, "I have a meeting at noon. I don't have time. You guys eat."

Ning Qing was very disappointed. She wanted to say something else, but the other end said, "If there's nothing else, hang up first. I'm a little busy."

The busy tone sounded, and Lu Shaoming hung up the phone.

Ning Qing, "..."