Forced to be the Billionaire's Wife

Wan chatted with yan mo in the bedroom for a while before going to school.

Yan Mo said, "I'll have the driver drive you!"

"No, He Yimu came with me. He sent me to school." Wan said, getting up and walking out.

After coming out, He Yimu didn't want to leave.

He said to Wan, "Wan, ask your assistant to find a driver to take you to school. I'll stay here with Yan Mo."

"Eh?" Wan was surprised that He Yimu had offered to keep Yan Mo here.

He Yimu nodded, looking very serious, "He's too weak. I'll stay here with him. I'll be more at ease!"

Wan wondered, "Aren't you going to the construction office this afternoon? Don't you still have a design that hasn't been drawn?"

He Yimu smiled and said, "I can still draw here. Go to school. Don't be late!"

He said so, so the assistant had to arrange for the driver to drive xiao wan to school.

After Wan left, He Yimu stayed in the living room, waiting for the room that the assistant said was occupied.

He had always thought that the assistant must be lying. There was no one inside.

Even if there were people inside, there must be some conspiracy.

He Yimu had absolutely believed in Yan Mo, but at noon, he and the little party were suddenly too sleepy to sleep in the living room.

It was normal for her to sleep too late last night and get up too early in the morning.

It's perfectly normal to doze off at noon.

He yimu thought it was strange, but he could not tell what was strange.

But as long as it was about Wan, He Yimu was always cautious.

So he took a special look at this place and found that the room was closed all the time, as if this room was closed every time he came.

He did not draw, mainly because he could not calm down to draw.

It was almost four o' clock when the door not far behind him finally opened.

Hearing the door open, He Yimu turned around immediately.

She saw a tall woman in a white dress.

She came out slowly with her long black hair and a mask on her face.

The assistant saw her and asked, "Do you need to order?"

The woman walked to the living room and sat down.

Looking at He Yimu, who had been staring at her, the woman raised her eyebrows, "Who are you?"

He Yimu listened to her voice as if it had changed, a little unlike hers.

Instead of responding to the woman, He Yimu looked at the assistant and asked, "Why is there a woman living here? Isn't it because your president has already had a change of heart?"

Hearing this, the assistant's face flashed with displeasure.

And the woman in white was even more displeased.

There was also a strong anger in his voice, "If you don't know, you'd better not talk nonsense."

"Uh, really? Since you think I'm talking nonsense, you can always tell me who you are, right?" He Yimu looked at the woman's exposed eyes.

Her eyes were a little beautiful, and upon closer inspection, they were somewhat similar to Wan's.

"I'm Yan Mo's sister. My name is Yan Fei." The woman said angrily.

"Sister?" He Yimu was surprised, "Then why did you come out wearing a mask?"

The woman was even more displeased. Her beautiful eyes looked at He Yimu as if they were about to burst into flames.

"You're too lenient!"

Ignoring him, the woman walked up to her assistant and took the menu from him.

She called and ordered a few dishes, then went back to her room.

After the door closed again, the assistant said to He Yimu, "Sorry, our president's sister has a weird temper!"

He Yimu had just sneaked a few peeks at the room where she was staying while the woman was out.

It seemed to be a suite, and when she opened the door, there seemed to be a fragrance.

The aroma is very good.

He remembered that when he first woke up, he smelled the same fragrance.

But it soon dissipated, and he did not catch it carefully.

"She has a strange temper and covers her face. Is she afraid that people will see her face clearly?" He Yimu complained.

The assistant smiled and said, "The president has been in a coma for four years. For the past four years, the president's sister has been taking care of him. That's why her temper has become so strange."

Hearing this, He Yimu couldn't say anything more.

After all, yan mo was dazed for four years because he saved xiao wan.

And this woman, for the four years her own brother had been in a daze, had been accompanying and taking care of Yan Mo.

She was probably under a lot of stress.

"Well, it's getting late. I'm going to pick up xiao wan." He Yimu said.

Seeing that He Yimu was getting up to leave, the assistant asked, "Why don't we stay here for dinner tonight? I can send the driver to pick up xiao wan."

He Yimu shook his head, "No, we have to go back to Buding."

Hearing the name Buding, the assistant looked at Yan Mo's room.

He Yimu also looked in the direction of the assistant.

Yan Mo walked out of the room, dressed in home clothes and looking very comfortable, but he lost the domineering air he used to have.

He walked towards he yimu with a smile and asked, "Can you stay here? I'll send someone to pick up xiao wan and Buding."

He Yimu could tell that Yan Mo wanted to see Buding.

But Buding didn't want to see him!

He Yimu couldn't tell the truth. He smiled and said, "Yan Boss, Buding just found out yesterday that you are his biological father. I think it's necessary for him to digest this fact before you meet again. What do you think?"

When Yan Mo heard He Yimu say that, a trace of disappointment crossed his dark eyes.

The smile on his face stiffened, "Is it because Buding doesn't want to see me?"

He Yimu looked at Yan Mo, who used to look calculating, and now he was so weak.

I don't want to be moved.

"No, I just think I need to give Buding some time. After all, he's still young, and he's only four years old." He Yimu said.

Yan mowei lowered his eyes, as if to hide the sadness in his eyes.

He Yimu felt particularly uncomfortable. This Yan Mo was so high up in the past, but now he seemed to have lost all his glory, leaving only the most simple sense of honesty.

This made He Yimu feel like he owed him something.

"Buding is really too young. If he were any other child his age, he might not even know what a biological father is or what a non-biological father is." He Yimu added.

Yan Mo raised her head slightly when she heard He Yimu say that.

He nodded, "Brother he is right. I was too anxious. Buding is still young!"

Yes, Buding is only four years old.

Even though he had a high iq, it was really unknown whether he could accept this fact so quickly.

He Yimu looked at Yan Mo and said, "Just wait a few more days. Buding might offer to see you then."

He Yimu said this to comfort Yan Mo.

Yan Mo nodded.

He Yimu left.

After he left, the woman in the white dress came out. She was no longer wearing a mask.