The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

No wonder Gu Tingshen said pregnant women were more sentimental and more fickle than the weather. He asked him to stay at home with Ding Ruirui as much as possible.    

    

Shen Guanlin finally understood it now.    

    

He was just fine a moment ago, but now he suddenly started to complain about himself.    

    

He said helplessly, "What do you think? Do you think I should go and talk about a big business? Go to my company and expand my business? "    

    

Ding Ruirui nodded.    

    

It had to be said that his mind was very clear. He could guess what she was thinking.    

    

Shen Guanlin boiled water in the pot and covered the pot with the lid. He said lightly, "But Ding Ruirui, I have already done these things. At my age, I should start a family and start a business."    

    

"I also want to live a life of diesel, rice, oil, and salt." Shen Guanlin pinched her cheek and gently. He let out a sigh. "I always wanted to marry you before the age of 30, but I didn't expect that before the age of 30, I would marry you. We have two children."    

    

He thought of the wedding at the end of spring. The weather was just right then, and Ding Ruirui would feel more comfortable.    

    

But at that time, their child would be five or six months old. His body would gradually become heavier and he would not look beautiful in a wedding dress.    

    

But he could go and collect the evidence and hold the wedding after the child was born.    

    

As he spoke, he bent down and gently kissed her forehead. "We have a lovely wife at home. What company are we going to? What's the job? "    

    

What he said seemed to make sense.    

    

Ding Ruirui blinked. "Then do you like boys or girls?"    

    

"I just want you to be safe." Shen Guanlin smiled. "Boys and girls don't matter."    

    

He only wanted Ding Ruirui to be safe.    

    

After breakfast, Shen Guanlin took Ding Ruirui out for a walk.    

    

He brought her to Gu Tingshen's manor.    

    

At this time, Huo Niannian and Gu Tingshen were making snowmen in the courtyard of the two children.    

    

Coincidentally, they brought Ah Yan over. The three little radishes gathered together and played even more energetically.    

    

It was rare for Ding Ruirui to come, so Huo Niannian pulled her to sit in the living room and talk.    

    

"Seeing that your complexion is not bad, I think Shen Guanlin must have taken care of you very well, right?"    

    

Ding Ruirui nodded her head.    

    

Huo Niannian was relieved. She was worried that Shen Guanlin would not take care of people. Now it seemed that he had done a good job.    

    

The two of them talked a lot more and Huo Niannian instructed Ding Ruirui to pay attention to the pregnancy.    

    

After that, she saw the three little radishes playing with the snow in the courtyard. It was light and relaxed.    

    

Huo Niannian let them stay for dinner and it just so happened that Aunt Liu made a couple pot today.    

    

At the dinner table, Huo Niannian asked when they were preparing to hold the wedding.    

    

"I plan to get my certificate first and wait for Ruirui's child to be born before holding the wedding."    

    

Huo Niannian looked at Ding Ruirui and found that her eyes were gentle and did not have any dissatisfaction.    

    

Her red lips lightly rose, "This is also good. It saves Ruirui from having a large stomach and fatigue."    

    

...    

    

At night, Shen Guanlin's body was filled with the smell of alcohol.    

    

He was a little unsteady when he walked. He still had to support Ding Ruirui and be careful of her.    

    

Ding Ruirui frowned. "Take care of yourself first."    

    

Shen Guanlin held her hand. His drunk eyes were especially deep. "I just want to take care of you. A man doesn't need to take care of you."    

    

His eyelids were covered in a very shallow shadow.    

    

But Ding Ruirui knew that he had been staying up late very hard recently.    

    

He needed to deal with work and take care of her.    

    

He needed to look at the various precautions between pregnancy and his body's data.    

    

His memos were all about her.    

    

Ding Ruirui's body's changes.    

    

Ding Ruirui's diet recipes.    

    

Ding Ruirui's physical examination date.    

    

When Ding Ruirui was not feeling well.    

    

Ding Ruirui's daily changes after meals.    

    

Ding Ruirui would sleep. Often.    

    

Wait a minute. And so on, there was still a lot...    

    

Every page of the directory contained detailed data, dates, and time. It was accurate to every minute.    

    

This was what she had accidentally looked through his phone on that day. What she saw, she didn't even know that she was in so much trouble.    

    

Just looking at these data made her have a headache.    

    

And Shen Guanlin had memorized every single one of them in his heart.    

    

To be honest, Ding Ruirui felt satisfied and distressed at the same time.    

    

She did not want Shen Guanlin to be so tired.