The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

It was almost ten o'clock when he came back from kindergarten, and he had been sleeping since he got home, and he hadn't woken up at noon.    

    

He did not have a fever or catch a cold. He just slept and woke up. He was in a trance.    

    

This was a stress reaction after a scare. The doctor did not recommend medication. It was mainly psychological guidance. Such a young child needed company.    

    

After lunch, Huo Niannian sat by the side of Nian Ci's bed and held her daughter's little hand. She did not leave for a moment.    

    

Huo Niannian's original attitude of working wholeheartedly had loosened. Perhaps she was more of accompanying her family.    

    

She let Nian Ci follow the nanny all day long. She only had a small amount of parental time every day. This way of getting along was completely wrong.    

    

What was the use of giving a child the best environment, but lacking the love of a parent?    

    

When Gu Tingshen entered, he saw Huo Niannian wiping her tears. When he heard the door open, Huo Niannian wanted to withdraw her tears, but when she saw that it was Gu Tingshen, her mouth became even more deflated.    

    

Huo Niannian did not come out for a long time. Gu Tingshen could guess that she was either crying or sleeping inside.    

    

Her daughter was unconscious. Huo Niannian could not possibly sleep without thinking, so she could only cry.    

    

When he opened the door, he saw that it was true.    

    

Gu Tingshen stood behind Huo Niannian and hugged her, letting her lean against his waist.    

    

"Gu Tingshen, let's put down our work a little and accompany Nian Ci more. "    

    

"Okay. "    

    

Gu Tingshen and Huo Niannian could not be considered complete people from their original families, so when it came to taking care of their children, it was obvious that the mental investment was not as good as material.    

    

It was only after today's incident that Huo Niannian realized that some things were flowing away too quickly. In the future, Nian Ci would spend even less time with them.    

    

Nian Ci was only two years old now. At this age, she naturally had to make the best use of her time to accompany her.    

    

This time, Nian Ci slept intermittently until the evening. Halfway through, he woke up and saw that his parents were all there, so he slept in peace again.    

    

Finally, he woke up because of the time when he saw the nanny, Xiao Li.    

    

After sleeping for a whole day, Nian Ci was still in a daze. When she saw Xiao Li, who had been accompanying her all this time, she suddenly became energetic and hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go.    

    

Huo Niannian and Gu Tingshen looked at each other. A trace of bitterness appeared in their hearts. Compared to her parents, Nian Ci preferred the nanny who had accompanied her for the longest time.    

    

It seemed that they had to make some changes.    

    

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The night wind attacked, and the sun was licked away by the sharp waves. Finally, the water merged into one.    

    

The white veil swayed with the wind. Yang Qin sat by the seaside, looking at the dark purple sky from afar. She was in a daze.    

    

After handing over the formal dress from S City to Thailand to Madam in Ban Song City, Yang Qin stayed in the Sea View Hotel behind her. She really wanted to go back to Singapore.    

    

It seemed that as long as Fengming was not by her side and reminded her with heart-piercing words, she would lose the determination to take revenge.    

    

Now, she couldn't do anything to Gu Tingshen's family, especially since she was now a kind godmother.    

    

She felt deeply ashamed for enjoying the beauty that her enemy had given her. She felt sorry for protecting her husband and her unborn child with all her might.    

    

The sea breeze brushed past her face. Yang Qin put away her veil and got up to return to the hotel room.    

    

There was only an extremely low brightness of a small night light in the room. This was a kind of vast and completely different silence from the surging tide.    

    

The scarf was casually placed on the clothes rack. Yang Qin saw the suitcase by the bed. Her line of sight was fixed for two to three seconds. She was in a dilemma.    

    

"Are you giving up?" The charming male voice that suddenly appeared beside her ear made Yang Qin's legs go soft and she retreated to the wall.    

    

She was initially scared, but when she saw the tall black shadow in front of the bathroom door, her heart inexplicably calmed down.    

    

"When did you come!"    

    

When could Feng Ming's habit of appearing and disappearing unpredictably be changed!