My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 350: He Was Her Lover Whom Time Could Not Erase

Jian Han hung up the phone, carried her bag, and went out the bathroom door.

Walking along the corridor, she could see couples tangling together everywhere. Today was July 7th — Chinese Valentine’s day.

What was he doing?

He was probably with Li Beibei.

Jian Han laughed at herself bleakly, looked down, and walked alone. The lights in the corridor stretched her shadow out. She looked so lonely.

She was like a moving lonely soul, cold all over.

“Sister Jian.”

Ning Qing came running over.

Jian Han looked up with a soft smile. “Ning Qing, why are you here?”

Ning Qing’s face was tense. She ran over and took Jian Han’s hand. “Sister Jian, it’s not good. Brother Dayuan has had an accident.”

Jian Han froze, then quickly grasped Ning Qing’s hand. “What’s wrong? What happened to him?”

“Sister Jian, Brother Dayuan’s wine was drugged. Lu Shaoming has sent him to a hotel room.”

“Drugged? What drugs? Why did they take him to a room? We should take him to the hospital.”

“Sister Jian, this bar is full of abusive drugs. Brother Dayuan might have been drugged with some date rape drugs. His body is not right. If the hospital could treat this kind of illegal drug, Lu Shaoming would’ve sent him to the hospital as early as possible. Brother Dayuan now needs a woman.”

Ning Qing emphasized “a woman.”

Jian Han was instantly stunned.

Ning Qing saw her stunned appearance and quickly pulled her while running. “Sister Jian, I’ll take you to Brother Dayuan.”

Jian Han followed her for a few steps, then moved her small hand, firmly withdrawing it from Ning Qing’s. She stopped running.

“Sister Jian, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you want to save Brother Dayuan?”

Jian Han looked at Ning Qing’s sparkling eyes. Her eyes were clear and simple as if she had no idea what would happen if she saved Zhou Dayuan.

She couldn’t.

“Ning Qing, I won’t go, he... doesn’t he have a girlfriend now, that Miss Li? She’s a good person. Aren’t they together?”

“But Sister Jian, Brother Dayuan and Miss Li just broke up.”

Jian Han’s pupils shrank; this was unexpected to her. “Why did he break up...”

“Sister Jian, I don’t know. You can ask Brother Dayuan in person. Sister Jian, let’s not delay any more. Let’s go to the hotel room first.” Ning Qing pulled Jian Han away as she spoke.

When Jian Han stopped again, she was already standing at the door of a room. Lu Shaoming was standing there too.

Jian Han bowed to this tall and authoritative man. She had interacted with him during the hypnotic treatment in England before. At that time, although he was handsome and noble, he gave people a warm feeling. Now, after he had recovered his memory, this man’s resolute and delicate face was much more cold and fierce from the years in the business industry. He had an elite aura, which made it difficult for people to approach him.

Lu Shaoming looked at the closed door with his eyes and parted his thin, red lips as he said, “Miss Jian, I’ll leave this to you.”

“Sister Jian, Brother Dayuan is inside, you...” Ning Qing wanted to speak more.

But her little shoulder was clasped by the man’s big palm, and the man’s low, rich and calm voice sounded in her ear. “Miss Jian, this drug will cause serious consequences if you hesitate for too long. The choice is in your hands. If you’re willing, go in. If you’re not, then leave. My people are nearby and will know what to do when they see you leave.”

Jian Han looked at Lu Shaoming’s black eyes. The man’s eyes were extremely deep. His polite but sharp gaze scanned her face as if he could see through everything in her mind.

Jian Han averted her gaze.

Lu Shaoming walked forward with Ning Qing in his arms and whispered to Jian Han, “Oh, Miss Jian, I forgot to tell you that Dayuan’s private life has been very clean all these years. Some men are like women, they regard physical loyalty as a very important thing in life.”

After that, Lu Shaoming left with Ning Qing in his arms.

Ning Qing looked back worriedly, and she still wanted to talk, but the man’s big palm wrapped around her back of her head, not allowing her to see, “Alright, we’ve done what we can, and we no longer have a say in what happens next.”

Ning Qing looked up at his sharp jawline. “Young Master Lu, your tone seemed so relaxed. Did you even drug Brother Dayuan?”

Lu Shaoming pressed the elevator button and embraced her with one arm. He looked down at the woman’s delicate, pink face. Without restraint, he reached out and pinched her. “The woman who he loved for many years is in front of him. If he had to rely on drugs, then Dayuan would really need to be treated with drugs.”

Her face ached. As he used 30 percent of his strength to pinch her, Ning Qing pushed him away in a bad mood. Did he think she was a pile of dough, letting him pinch her whenever he wanted to?

Her pale little hand rubbed her face and she whined with pouting pink lips. “What do you know? We have to cut off all means of retreat. With Brother Dayuan’s polite character, I’m afraid he’s going to give up at the last minute.”

Lu Shaoming stuffed both hands into his trousers pockets. He wore a black shirt and pants, which looked beautiful and perfect on him. His soft eyes stopped at the woman’s supple face. He smiled softly. “Don’t worry, these six years are not without lessons for Dayuan. Sometimes, you shouldn’t be polite when there’s something to eat.”

Ning Qing stared at the man contemptuously. “Brother Dayuan is not as bad as you.”

Just then, the elevator doors opened with a ding. Ning Qing took the lead and walked forward first. But the man reached out to grab her waist, and his deep and enticing voice reverberated into her ears. “Do you really know how bad I am?”

Ning Qing quickly jumped away like a spring and refused to let him touch her, nor did she intend to continue the topic with him. “Go away!”

When she raised her eyebrows and said “go away,” she looked so enticing to the man that his Adam’s apple bobbed and his voice was hoarse as he said, “Get in the car.”

“For what?”

Lu Shaoming frowned. “Ning Qing, have you forgotten your promise?”

Ning Qing patted her head. She had indeed forgotten. “My crew is still upstairs. I’ll go and bid farewell to them. I’ll come later.”

Lu Shaoming’s frown deepened.

Ning Qing laughed happily. “Young Master Lu, who are you showing this expression to? Wait if you want to. If you don’t want to, then go away.”

With a sniff, Ning Qing turned around and walked away elegantly.

Just then, she heard the man behind her cursing in English, then footsteps rang out; he was chasing her.

“Ah,” Ning Qing screamed and ran forward quickly.

After running more than a dozen steps, they happened to run past a few passers-by. The passers-by looked at them one after another, everyone covered their mouths, and laughed. “We should not have come out during Chinese Valentine’s day, we’ll just be abused by every couple. See how sweet they are.”

What sweetness.

She wasn’t feeling sweet.

Ning Qing coughed and realized that she had a faint smile on the corners of her mouth. She flattened her smile out quickly and turned to look at him.

The man wasn’t chasing her at all. He was still standing in the middle of the hall.

Compared with the panic she had just experienced, he stood calmly, straight and composed, and the crystal chandelier in the center of the hall sprinkled a charming light on his sculpted face.

The passers-by kept looking at the man. “That man is so handsome.”

Only then did Ning Qing know that he had tricked her.

B*stard!

Ning Qing glared at him fiercely. She was so angry that she hummed and ran up the stairs.

When the little woman had completely disappeared from his field of vision, Lu Shaoming took back his tender gaze. He walked to the door with his long legs.

Two serving ladies stood by the door. They looked at Lu Shaoming one after another.

They stood here every day and had encountered many dignitaries, but this was the first time they had seen such a handsome, noble man.

The fine fabric wrapped around the man’s exquisite body. The metal buckle at his waist and the wristwatch on his hand were luxurious. The sharp knife-edged trousers lined his two long legs, and his shiny black leather shoes stepped on the marble floor, each step radiating a firm and brilliant arc in the light of crystal chandeliers.

He was a man who could turn money into temperament.

When Lu Shaoming came, the serving ladies bowed respectfully and opened the door for him.

Lu Shaoming did not fail to notice the admiring gazes of those two women, but he did not show much expression as he had become accustomed to it.

He walked out and got in the car.

Lu Shaoming sat in the driver’s seat for a while, then he reached out his right arm to the back seat and took out a medicine box.

There was a bottle of medicine in the box.

He sucked the bottle of medicine into the syringe with a needle, then skillfully rolled up his shirt sleeve on his right arm with his left hand and inserted the slender needle into his arm and pushed it in.

Head resting against the seat, Lu Shaoming buried his head into the seat lazily, waiting for the kick of the medicine to pass. He looked sideways towards the direction of the bar.

Waiting for her to come. action

Jian Han stood by the door, her mind was in a mess and she had a lot of thoughts.

Should she go in or not?

She shook her head in her heart. She shouldn’t go in. Why bother to provoke him after six years when the two parallel lines had already had an unexpected intersection and returned to their normal states?

And what would they be after she went in?

Jian Han turned around and left.

But her footsteps stopped again, she closed her eyes. She knew how fast her heart was beating. To be honest...

Admit it, she wants to go in.

She has been accustomed to all these years of loneliness, but being accustomed didn’t mean that she liked it. She would wake up from her dreams in tears every night. She misses those beautiful days of her innocent youth so much.

Seeing him again, her heart would still pound for him. Seeing him with Li Beibei, she would still be jealous. After she was kissed by him, her body still reacted.

A thousand and ten thousand voices in her ear told her that she still loved him.

What if she doesn’t go in?

Lu Shaoming told her that there would be other women going in if she did not enter. Lu Shaoming also told her that he had waited for her for years and had led a very clean life; his body and mind had remained loyal to her.

For six years, he had been standing in place and waiting for her.

He was her lover whom time could not erase.

Jian Han looked up for a moment, forcing back the wetness in her eyes. She compromised with herself. She turned around and went to the door. She put her hand on the door and pushed the door open.

There was a hazy yellow lamp in the room. It was soft and dim, and it emanated a sense of love and ambiguity. She looked forward. The man stood composed and straight by the window, one hand in his trousers pocket, lighting a cigarette with the other.

He was smoking.

She could not see his face clearly through the smoke surrounding him. When she had just stepped in, his actions paused for a moment before he took another puff and snuffed the cigarette butt in the ashtray with his right hand.

He looked sideways at her.