Forced to be the Billionaire's Wife

"Okay!" Buding nodded and went downstairs with her aunt.

When she went downstairs, Gioroi said to Buding, "Your mother can't let your grandfather know about your second uncle and aunt Mo Wei's marriage."

Buding nodded obediently, "I see!"

"What would you say if your grandfather asked your mother why she was still up so late when we got down?" Qiao luo ai asked Buding.

"I told you my mother wasn't feeling well." Buding said to her aunt.

Gioroi shook his head, "Just say that your mother is designing clothes for the characters in my new movie. You can't say that your mother is not feeling well."

"Why?" Buding didn't understand.

If you say your mother is unwell, your grandfather will definitely call a doctor in. Besides, grandpa loves you so much, he will definitely be afraid that your mother's cold will infect you. For the time being, he will never let you live with your mother again." Gioroi told his nephew.

Although his nephew was clever and clever, he was still a child.

There were some aspects that he could not take into account.

Buding nodded obediently when he heard her say that, "I listen to her!"

If you had listened to me like that before, your mother wouldn't be so miserable now.

But she didn't dare to say that. She didn't want to, and she couldn't make Buding feel guilty.

He was still young, and his original intention was not to make his mother suffer.

And he wanted his parents to be together, which was not wrong.

After going downstairs, chairman Qiao asked, "Buding, where's your mother?"

"Mom is designing clothes for the characters in auntie's movie. She's in seclusion." Buding told grandpa.

Qiaodongshi was skeptical. Last night, he specifically said that Qiao Li Chen would be engaged to Mo Wei.

In fact, he wanted Su Xiaowan to give up.

He didn't want to see Su Xiaowan and his two sons involved.

Wan's reaction last night was enough to show that she was still thinking about Qiao Li Chen.

She had to stop thinking and let her do her job.

"Ask the maid to bring your mother's breakfast up later." Chairman Qiao said.

"No need, grandpa. I'll bring it up for mom later." Buding didn't want the maid to go up and see that her mother was sleeping, not designing.

She didn't want the maid to find her mother's swollen eyes.

"You can't carry it." Chairman Qiao said.

"Dad, I'll be there in a minute." Gioroi said to his father.

After that, Gioroi deliberately changed the subject and said, "Dad, what exactly did you say to Qin Wei in the study last night?"

"Why are you asking all of a sudden?" Chairman Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly and asked his daughter.

Could it be that Qin Wei still suffered a bit last night and decided to give up?

As his father wished, he complained, "I don't know why. I texted him last night and he didn't answer or answer."

Hearing this, chairman Qiao's lips curved slightly.

"Maybe he doesn't think you're suitable!" Chairman Qiao said faintly.

Gioroi knew from his father's words that he must have said something too much to Qin Wei last night.

Fortunately, Buding went up in time and brought qin wei down.

Fortunately, Qin Wei didn't take it seriously.

Qin wei replied to her message last night and didn't ignore her.

She said that just to distract her father.

After breakfast, qiao luo ai went to the garden to call He Yimu.

"You can ask xiaowan for a leave of absence from school. She has something to do today, so she can't go to school." Gioroi knew that Wan was now studying in School of architecture, He Yimu's alma mater.

"What happened to Wan?" He Yimu asked joloy.

"It's nothing. She's going to help me design my clothes. It's just a little busy." Gioroi said to He Yimu.

He Yimu nodded and agreed, "Okay!"

He called and asked for xiao wan's leave.

He Yimu knew that Wan didn't like to be disturbed when he was designing clothes, so he didn't call Wan.

But he sent a message: "I've already bought you a vacation. Don't work too hard. Remember to eat!"

Wan was still asleep when he heard the message and was suddenly awakened.

When she woke up, she didn't get her phone.

Her eyes were a little empty, and she looked at the gorgeous crystal lamp on the ceiling with some pessimism.

After some time, someone opened the door.

Wan might have felt her eyes tighten and her eyelids were uncomfortable. She knew that her eyes must be swollen.

He quickly took out a pair of glasses from the bedside table and put them on.

Maybe she had more classes recently, and she was also busy. She felt that her eyesight was not as good as before.

She was a little nearsighted, so she went to get a pair of glasses a few days ago.

At this moment, it was useful to put on glasses, which could more or less cover the swollen eyes.

Gioroi and Buding came in.

There was a tray in his hand with breakfast on it.

Seeing that Wan was awake, qiao luo ai said quickly, "Wan, come and have some breakfast!"

Wan didn't want Gioroi and Buding to see that she was sad and in pain.

She squeezed out a smile and got out of bed.

"Okay, I'm hungry too!" Wan went to the living room, sat on the sofa, pretended to be in a good mood and ate breakfast.

Gioroi did not ask xiao wan why she wore glasses, nor did he ask her why her eyes were so swollen.

"By the way, Wan, I've already called and asked he yimu to help you ask for leave from school." Gioroi said.

Hearing what she said, Wan picked up his phone to check the time.

It was already ten o' clock.

She quickly looked at Buding, "Son, aren't you going to school today?"

Buding smiled and shook his head, "Mom, I want to stay at home with you."

Wan smiled and rubbed his son's head.

"But you are now the age to study. You can't stop going to school for your mother, okay?" Su Xiaowan said to his son with a smile.

Seeing the smile on her mother's face, it seemed like something was missing, and there was a kind of sadness.

Buding's eyes were wet, and he nodded, "Got it!"

He moved his eyes away, not wanting his mother to see his emotions.

"Wan, there's something I have to rush you about." Gioroi said.

"What is it?" Wan asked her.

"It's the costume of the character. It's about to start shooting. Can you design it for me today?" Gioroi was trying to distract Wan, or at least keep her busy.

When you're busy, you don't have the time or the mood to think about anything else.

"Then I'll design it for you after breakfast. I've already read the script you gave me, and I've got a rough idea of what the characters should look like." Wan said.

"Okay!" Gioroi looked at Wan. She was so sad and painful, but she had to pretend in front of them. She must be very hard, very hard!