The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Ding Ruirui was lying on the soft bed in the room, tossing and turning.    

Ding Ruirui really had a child in her womb. This was something that she did not expect. If she really had to abort it, she would still be a little reluctant to part with it. But if it was given birth. . . How could the Ding family allow her to have an unmarried child?    

Don't even think about it!    

"So annoying. . . "    

Ding Ruirui tugged at her hair. A lot of her hair was about to fall off.    

"Knock, knock, knock!"    

Someone knocked on the door.    

"Who is it?" Ding Ruirui sat up impatiently. At this time, the sky was already very dark.    

She rubbed her hair and pulled up her slippers to open the door. When she opened the door, she saw Mother Ding standing at the door with a worried face.    

"Mom, why are you looking for me so late at night?"    

"Let's go in first. "    

Mother Ding pushed Ding Ruirui away. As soon as she entered, she saw that the blanket she was wearing was also a mess. Although this girl was already in her twenties, she did not look like an adult at all. She did not know how to cook, nor did she know how to clean. She only knew how to spend money.    

Come on, now she even learned how to have an unmarried child.    

Mother Ding was extremely unhappy in her heart, but what could she do? A son does not teach a father.    

Wasn't it all their fault that these parents did not manage their children well?    

"Ruirui, mom is here to tell you about this child. "    

"What is there to say?" Ding Ruirui picked up the water bottle on the table and poured herself a cup of chrysanthemum tea. She picked up the tweezers and placed a piece of sugar into the teacup. Then she leaned against the snow-white wall and looked up at her mother.    

Her mother sat on the sofa with a solemn expression.    

"I will abort the child. Don't worry, I will definitely not ruin the Ding family's reputation. I will not make you and Dad lose face. "    

"You, you child. . . Is this what your father and I are worried about? We are worried that you will suffer! " Mother Ding coughed awkwardly.    

Actually, the Ding family's reputation was also very important. After all, they were all in S City. The upper class was only one circle. If this matter was really exposed, the Ding family's face would not be very good. It would be disgraceful. How could they meet people when they go out in the future?    

Mother Ding rubbed her face. "Ruirui, I have discussed this matter with your father. Although Shen Guanlin's reputation is not very good, he is still not married. Furthermore, I heard that he set up his own company. Otherwise. . . "    

"You want me to marry Shen Guanlin!"    

"Ruirui. . . " Mother Ding's expression had already betrayed her.    

Ding Ruirui's expression was somewhat embarrassed.    

Was this marriage? This was selling his daughter!    

"Mom, there's no need to talk about this. I won't marry Shen Guanlin!"    

As he spoke, Ding Ruirui did not even have the mood to drink tea. She fiercely placed the teacup on the table and then supported Mother Ding's shoulder to push her out. The door was also closed.    

"Ruirui! Ruirui, what are you doing? Mommy is with you again. . . "    

Through the door, he could still hear Mother Ding's voice.    

Ding Ruirui only felt a splitting headache. She turned around and went back to the room to lie on the bed and used a pillow to cover her ears. After a while when there was no sound, she took the pillow away.    

However, when she thought of her mother's words, Ding Ruirui's heart felt especially stifled.    

She thought for a while and finally chose to pick up the phone and call Shen Guanlin.    

Shen Guanlin's phone number was in Ding Ruirui's phone that he forced himself to keep.