The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

By the time both of them were done with their wounds, it was already midnight when they got home.    

    

Huo Niannian's legs were not much of a problem, so the doctor only instructed her to pay more attention to rest.    

    

The two of them did not eat well at night, so Huo Niannian went to the kitchen to personally prepare a bowl of noodles for Gu Tingshen when she returned.    

    

Her cooking was not very good, but it was not a problem to prepare the next bowl of noodles.    

    

At least Huo Niannian herself thought so.    

    

Gu Tingshen sat at the dining table and watched her bring the noodles up. He looked at himself with anticipation, so he very respectfully picked up a large mouthful of chopsticks and put it into his mouth.    

    

. . . ""    

    

It was slightly salty.    

    

Huo Niannian saw him stop chewing after he ate the noodles, so she asked carefully.    

    

"Is it delicious?"    

    

Gu Tingshen resisted the urge to spit out the food in his mouth. He did not even chew it before swallowing it all.    

    

He didn't reply for a long time. Huo Niannian took the chopsticks from his hand and wanted to taste it herself.    

    

"Is it not delicious?"    

    

Gu Tingshen hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks again and ate the rest of the noodles in the bowl.    

    

"The noodles are delicious. "    

    

Huo Niannian was happy. She knew that there was no problem with her cooking.    

    

Gu Tingshen liked to see her smile. If he could make her happy, it would not matter if he ate a few more bowls of salty noodles.    

    

Huo Niannian hummed a small tune as she put away the bowls and chopsticks. She did not notice that Gu Tingshen was quietly drinking two large glasses of water by the side.    

    

After the matter with Song Yiyuan and Zhang Kun, Huo Niannian deliberately wanted to keep a distance from the employees in the company.    

    

She wanted to learn to take into account Tingshen's feelings.    

    

Love was always two-way. For her, even Tingshen's secretary was male. How could she always make him sad about such things?    

    

As for Song Yiyuan, Huo Niannian's eyes were cold. Since he had the guts to do such a thing, she would let Tingshen handle it.    

    

She believed that Tingshen would teach Boss Song a good lesson.    

    

As time passed, Du Ruoqing's wedding would arrive very soon.    

    

Three days later would be the day of Du Ruoqing's wedding.    

    

Today, Du Ruoqing was going to try on the wedding dress and jewelry. Huo Niannian, as her accessory provider, naturally had to go over.    

    

Due to the grudges between her and herself, Huo Niannian did not want to let it go. If something were to happen, based on Du Ruoqing's character, she would definitely not let it go.    

    

Furthermore, on the first night, Du Ruoqing even specially made a call to her studio.    

    

"I only want you to come alone. If you dare to send your subordinates, then I can't guarantee her safety. "    

    

This request wasn't too much. Furthermore, Huo Niannian originally intended to go over and personally check it out.    

    

She drove over alone and only when she arrived at the place did she realize that Du Ruoqing probably didn't just need to wear makeup today.    

    

There were actually many media outlets at the scene.    

    

Huo Niannian was puzzled. It was just putting on makeup. Was there a need for such a huge commotion?    

    

Du Ruoqing had a dark history with her. She was used to using this kind of public opinion to achieve her goal. Huo Niannian had already seen this aspect.    

    

So when she got off the car, she put on her sunglasses and walked into the wedding dress shop in a hurry.    

    

She originally wanted to avoid filming, but the reporters outside saw her and acted as if they had planned it. They picked up their cameras and kept taking pictures.    

    

Huo Niannian's sharp eyes saw that a reporter was holding a microphone that had a Carlin Entertainment logo printed on it.    

    

Song Yiyuan's newspaper?    

    

She thought of the photos again. If someone with ulterior motives took another bad photo this time, she didn't know how he would threaten her.    

    

Huo Niannian frowned and settled her heart. No matter what, what should come would come. She just had to do what she needed to do.