The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

After Shen Guanlin proposed to Ding Ruirui, the two of them officially lived together.    

    

Under Shen Guanlin's care, Ding Ruirui became a little more cheerful. According to the employee Miss, Yang Qingqing, the smile on her face increased and became even more gentle.    

    

On this day, Shen Guanlin sent her to the dessert shop. Ding Ruirui got off the car at the intersection. When she walked to the door of the shop, she saw a fierce-looking old man in ragged clothes.    

    

"You are so impudent. Don't you know who I am?!"    

    

"Your boss is my daughter. Have you ever seen a father who needs to be notified when he sees his daughter?!"    

    

Ding Ruirui heard a familiar voice and realized that this person was Father Ding.    

    

His hair was white and his face was full of wrinkles. His clothes were tattered and there were even large patches of dirty stains -    

    

Compared to his previous appearance in a suit and shoes, the difference was like heaven and earth.    

    

Ding Ruirui was stunned. Why was he here?    

    

After this person and Ding Yaoyao framed her last time, there was no trace of him.    

    

Facing Father Ding's pestering attitude, Yang Qingqing had a troubled expression.    

    

Recently, the confectionery store's business was pretty good. Many customers who came and went could not help but stop in their tracks.    

    

After all, other than those who liked Ding Ruirui's craftsmanship, there were also some people who came to the dessert shop because of her reputation - Mu Shen Guanlin's name.    

    

Shen Guanlin proposed a grand marriage. At the press conference back then, he directly said that he would marry Ding Ruirui.    

    

No one had never heard of Shen Guanlin's name, so even Ding Ruirui became famous.    

    

Being able to marry Shen Guanlin was enough to make people envy him for the rest of their lives.    

    

Not to mention that Ding Ruirui's dessert was one of the best.    

    

Wasn't Father Ding the same?    

    

Even if he did not have a life like hers, Ding Ruirui was her daughter. This was enough to satisfy all of his vanity and let her hold her head high.    

    

With such an outstanding daughter, how could she not want to have some "fortune"?    

    

After all, he was still Ding Ruirui's father. The surrounding people could not say anything, but that kind of contempt could not be concealed.    

    

The things that Father Ding had done to Ding Ruirui, one by one, made people sigh endlessly.    

    

In this world, to be able to have a father like Father Ding, it was really unlucky to the extreme.    

    

When they saw Ding Ruirui appear, each and every one of them could not help but become nervous and expectant.    

    

They really did not know what kind of attitude Ding Ruirui would have when facing such a father.    

    

Anyway, Father Ding was clearly in a state of throwing caution to the wind. His skin was thicker than anything else. If he was really determined to stick to Ding Ruirui...    

    

If they were Ding Ruirui, they really did not know what to do!    

    

"It is really a narrow road between enemies. We actually met in the right place."    

    

"I wonder what this person wants to do again."    

    

"Hehe, right now he has nothing. He looks at me and seems to be having a good time. Come over and ask for some money to spend..."    

    

The whispers of the crowd made Father Ding turn his head. When he saw Ding Ruirui standing not far away, the expression on his face changed again and again.    

    

Ding Ruirui blinked her eyes. There was no expression on her gentle face.    

    

She saw clearly the change in Father Ding's expression. It was really too ridiculous.    

    

She clearly saw that she was embarrassed, but she still had to put on a kind and amiable smile.    

    

But the attitude he had towards Ding Ruirui for many years had already become a habit. He said that he wanted to show a kind and charitable smile to Ding Ruirui. Even if he wanted to, he would not be able to do it.    

    

So in the end, he still pulled a long face and planned to face her with his usual attitude.    

    

This way, it would appear that he did not do it deliberately and it was extremely normal.    

    

Father Ding walked to her side and sized her up and down.    

    

He saw that Ding Ruirui was wearing a brown one-piece dress and her figure was tall and straight. She did not even lower her chin in the slightest and only looked at him expressionlessly with her eyes hanging down.    

    

"Ruirui."    

    

Although he was still used to not liking this daughter, she was not the same as before. He did not come this time to anger her.    

    

He swallowed the anger in his heart and held the thermos in his hand in front of her.    

    

"This is the Tangyuan I made myself. I remember you were the one who liked it the most when you were young. Come, here you go."    

    

Ding Ruirui's gaze turned towards the insulation box in his hands. After a few seconds, her gaze hooked up with an extremely faint arc.    

    

"Sorry, I don't like it."    

    

The smile on Father Ding's face instantly froze. "How could it be? I remember..."    

    

"Maybe you remember correctly. I used to like to eat, but I was often robbed by people. If I couldn't eat that kind of taste, I wouldn't like to eat it either. Including people, it's the same."    

    

Including people, it was the same.    

    

As for her father, perhaps she liked him back then, but also relied on him.    

    

However, she had been robbed of a lot of things. Kindness and kindness were left with blind favoritism and malicious words. Naturally, she would not like or rely on him.