The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

The car's lights flickered a few times as they entered. Ding Ruirui was lying on the sofa when she saw Shen Guanlin get down from the car with something in his hand.    

He was the one who took the rain. He reached the door in a few steps and was especially fast. Aunt held the umbrella and wanted to go out to pick it up but it was too late.    

"Aiyo, how can I withstand the rain?" Aunt put the umbrella aside and took Shen Guanlin's bag. She helped him take off the obvious rainwater on his body.    

Shen Guanlin did not think it was a big deal and looked for Ding Ruirui's figure.    

She stood up from the sofa and smiled stiffly. "You are back. "    

"Yes, sir. " Shen Guanlin handed the flowers to her and took off his wet coat.    

Ding Ruirui held the flowers and the obvious droplets of rain on the tiny flowers. Every flower was crystal clear. She stared at the flowers and was lost in thought, but she was immediately pulled into Shen Guanlin's arms.    

"I miss you so much. "    

His body suddenly had a cool smell of rain. Ding Ruirui subconsciously shrunk her shoulders but very quickly relaxed. Her eyes drifted to Aunt who was laughing secretly behind Shen Guanlin and shyly pushed him.    

"Flowers, the flowers are all crushed. "    

The ten days of depressing silence stopped at the moment Shen Guanlin came back. Ding Ruirui still did not like to talk but her condition was much better.    

Aunt saw it and was also happy in her heart.    

When Shen Guanlin returned home, Youyan was sleeping in the baby room. After the adults ate dinner, he woke up and cried. As long as he was fed milk, he would be obedient.    

His little hand was also holding a milk bottle and drinking very seriously. His eyes were turning and looking. It had been a long time since he last saw his father, who was a little strange.    

Shen Guanlin and Ding Ruirui were watching the nanny coax the child to drink milk on both sides of the baby carriage. Their hearts were soft.    

Actually, Ding Ruirui rarely came to see the child. She had a strange indifference towards the child. If she stared at the child for such a long time like now, she might feel irritated.    

But other than indifference, there was also self-blame and guilt for no reason. Ding Ruirui felt that she was not a good and competent mother. In the recent evaluation by the doctor, Ding Ruirui's self-evaluation of her was very low and she was easily influenced to the extreme.    

After You Yan fell asleep, Shen Guanlin went to the study to sort out the things after this business trip, and some of them needed to be recorded into the computer.    

He was too busy to return to his bedroom at night. Ding Ruirui had already fallen asleep, and her even breathing was not pretending to sleep like before.    

During Shen Guanlin's time in Thailand, she rarely slept soundly like today. When he came back, Ding Ruirui felt a sense of security.    

Shen Guanlin also wanted to spend more time with her, but there was always not enough time.    

The autumn rain was continuous. It was a fine drizzle in S City for three days. It was neither big nor small, but it made people feel heavy.    

Shen Guanlin did not go to the company the second day after he came back from work. He deliberately stayed at home to accompany Ding Ruirui. Although there was no special activity, it could be seen that Ding Ruirui was very happy.    

. . . "You can relax a little. Try it. "    

Aunt was teaching Ding Ruirui how to weave a scarf. A few thick wooden needles and a ball of black cotton thread were woven casually and a head was pulled out.    

Ding Ruirui took the hair that was raised in Aunt's hand and under Aunt's guidance, she learned it bit by bit and her hands were very quick.    

Shen Guanlin sat beside her and worked. He would occasionally look at her and the atmosphere was especially harmonious.    

"Ding Ruirui, go to the study and get the blue book on the table for me. If you are not there, flip the drawer and might be on the bookshelf. "    

Shen Guanlin looked at the report on the tablet and said casually.    

Aunt immediately got up, "I will go, I will go. "    

"Aunt, help me make a cup of tea. " Shen Guanlin raised his eyes and looked at the maid Aunt with a warning look.    

Aunt bowed and went to pour water for Shen Guanlin. Ding Ruirui also put down the sewing needles and threads in her hands.