A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband
Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Six
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An Guo lowered his eyes, breathing heavily.
It seems that her mother is not lying to her, but any rumors must be impossible to come from nowhere.
Anguo was upset and impulsive, and immediately bought a plane ticket to take the baby back home.
In the end, the heart is unwilling, very unwilling!
From the beginning of the year to the United States, she was pregnant and gave birth till now, she was alone in supporting everything.
Although it was her choice, no one blamed it.
But the human heart is not an ocean, it is extremely broad.
Why did she give him a son, but he was so happy that he planned to marry a wife?
A stupid man who doesn’t know anything, that is, he is good, handsome, academically proud, clean in life, decent and serious in style, so and so, with such a unique masculinity, a truly modest gentleman Ruyu.
Besides, who is not good to marry, marry An Xue?
An Guo admitted that he was very irrational now.
Shenmei was born, and there was a whining sound from the cradle beside the bed.
An Guo turned her head, her son was crying fiercely. Maybe she had cried for a while before, but she didn't notice it. The little guy was anxious, and the little fist wrapped in the milk bag was waving in the air, trying to catch something.
"Oh, here comes..." An Guo got up and looked at the crying red cheek, pink as jade, and his skin was as good as that person, white as jade.
"Woo...wow..."
An Guo sighed, "Be good, my Jiabao is hungry, mom is wrong, mom will eat..."
Picking it up and putting it in his arms, the little guy immediately lifted his mother's stomach.
"Fortunately, it was a natural birth. You have no conscience. Just like your father, you have no conscience."
Her eyes were gentle, wiping off the sweat that rushed out of the little bastard’s forehead. The little bastard held her hands in her hands, swaying and grasping the position accurately. The pinky little fleshy hands dragged her mother to eat and tried to raise her head , The bulging face made a sucking action anxiously.
"Bad guy, that's mom's clothes, don't eat it."
Anguo can't help it. She is a new mother, with a lot of love and no experience taught by her elders. When should she nurture?
Basically the son cried, so she took off her underwear and gave it to eat.
At present, there is no chance for breast maintenance. She only wears a belt around her waist. Fortunately, she is not out of shape during pregnancy. After giving birth, she weighs seven kilograms heavier than before pregnancy. This month, she was tired and caring for the little guy. The catty is almost gone.
The baby smashed it, and Anguo endured the slight pain in the place where he was bitten, staring at his son in a dream.
I haven't given a name yet, there is a pitiful little father who can't recognize it.
One month old, with small facial features, round and tender face, and I can't see who it looks like.
Ango suddenly felt that the reduced version of what was said in that novel was nonsense.
The little nose is still collapsed, only those big black eyes, looking at people when quiet, a bit inherited from him.
Having a baby with this man, Anguo thought to herself that the biggest advantage is that there is no need to worry about the appearance, height, these external conditions and internal IQ of the child when he grows up. How can I say that my father is a medical expert and my mother is also a doctor of medicine.
Drinking and drinking, the little mouth is lazy and motionless, the eyes are staring, and the little fluffy eyelashes blink and blink.
"Sleepy?" An Guo reached out and patted his back to prevent him from eating too much and throwing up.
Changed his posture, put Xiao Routuo down, his little meaty fingers still could not catch people, he climbed on his mother's index finger and used both hands together.Listening to school bags www.tinshubao.com
She curled her lips, her eyes filled with tenderness, and only when she faced her son, the courage and hope of life in her heart were like a resurrection full of blood.
"What are you going to do? I want my mother to hold it? You are a snack food, my mother has a lot of troubles, do you know the snack food..."
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On the last day of September, Ango embarked on a plane returning home.
Only Zeng Weiwei knew about this return home.
Gu Ting Anguo did not tell.
Naturally, the pick-up person was also my friend Zeng Weiwei.
An Guo wore sunglasses and a thin coat to wrap the baby in his arms, strictly in the underground parking lot where he walked directly from the airport.
just in case.
Zeng Weiwei drove directly with her mother and son to an inconspicuous apartment in City A, which she had previously optimistic about.
There is no way, no countermeasures are thought of before,
The baby must be hidden first, so that mother and An Tao can't detect anything.
Zeng Weiwei looked at the woman in the rearview mirror and frowned, and said, "You are in a hurry to come back. I thought you would be in the United States for at least a few months. I have also rummaged through all the houses in the city these days. Best, please invite Yuesao, you can rest assured that the furniture and appliances are complete. Guoguo, don't worry, take a long-term plan, let alone the child has been born, can your mother kill you and your little nephew?"
An Guo smiled frowning: "I don't care about it. I can't ignore my mother. She was crying on the phone that day and almost had asthma. One can imagine how much An Xue's marriage to Wen's family hit her. Home is a powerful backer, Wang Jia, let alone crawling on my mother's head, just peeing, and my mother and I can’t do anything. Tairen’s board of directors will not have the status of my mother. She has survived for so many years. Mengkong, I am worried that she will not think about it."
Zeng Weiwei's expression was solemn, and she understood the current situation very well.
On the contrary, An Guo was quiet, looking out the window and said: "I have only one purpose when I come back. It doesn't matter if I am intrigue or not using normal methods, in short, we must not let An Xue succeed."
"Huh." Zeng Weiwei was angrily: "His Wen family is now blinded by An Xue's hypocritical face. Guoguo, let's find a way to expose her true face in front of Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Wen. I don't think Mrs. Wen is a fool. , Can you let that kind of stuff come into your house as a wife?!"
An Guo didn't speak, but closed his eyes slightly.
She was thinking, what exactly does Wen Jinhuai mean?
He is the one who marries. Doesn't he want to marry, his temper, old man Wen can still be tough?
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In the newly rented apartment, Zeng Weiwei stayed with An Guo that night.
The two talked late into the night, and they almost analyzed the matter.
Zeng Weiwei has her contact information circle, which shows that Tian and An Guo went to inquire about what Wen Jinhuai meant.
However, plans can never keep up with changes.
Because of the wedding of the famous entrepreneur in City A, the president and his wife of Shengshi Group, the whole city was immersed in the atmosphere of joyous events.
The wedding was very luxurious and grand, and the publicity was also very extensive. The news on the local channel was talking about it.
So An Guo lasted for two days, not to mention the gentle people, even the people around him who could get along with him.
She originally planned to go straight and ask Wen Jinhuai to ask her clearly.
If he wants to marry, she really has nothing to say, Quandang admits the wrong man, then she doesn't have to be merciful, just do what she should do.
Now he can't surround him.
Anguo had to go another way.
On the third day, she fed her baby Naishui in the morning and asked the concubine to take care of her son.