The God of Wealth always worries about money

Chapter 207

Mo Peiwen, "..."

Jumping into the hole he dug by himself not only made his son anxious, but even his daughter-in-law took it seriously.

She is so difficult.

In the end, Mo Peiwen didn't hire a nurse. Facing Ye Qiaoqiao's suspicious eyes, she could only smile vaguely: "Actually, the nanny will be back in two or three days. I'm really busy these days, so I'll take care of you first, don't worry about Auntie, Auntie can take care of herself, it's just a little harder."

After she said that, Ye Qiaoqiao definitely couldn't agree, so she could only put the phone away, "Since it's only three or two days, then I'll see if there is any arrangement to postpone it later, and I can't let you go to the hospital alone no."

"Will it bother you too much?" A smile flashed in Mo Peiwen's eyes, but she smirked desperately.

Ye Qiaoqiao didn't see what she was thinking, but shook her head honestly, "It's okay, it's just a few days later, don't worry, auntie."

Seeing her insistence, Mo Peiwen nodded with a pretended sigh: "Well, I will trouble you for a few days."

In fact, I don't know how happy I am secretly.

Seeing that she couldn't evade it, Ye Qiaoqiao simply didn't push it anymore, she just took out her phone and talked to her friend Lu Manman, and spent the rest of the time chatting with Mo Peiwen in Mo Peiwen's ward.

Since they had been together for a long time, Ye Qiaoqiao's ankle injury must not be hidden.

When I went out to buy lunch at noon, Ye Qiaoqiao got up and limped, which finally caught Mo Peiwen's attention, "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong with your ankle?"

"Auntie, it's okay, I just accidentally fell down the stairs yesterday and got sprained." Ye Qiaoqiao said lightly.

In fact, what she said didn't differ much from the truth, it just changed from falling off the car to falling down the stairs.

But even so, Mo Peiwen was extremely worried, and she frowned tightly, "Then why didn't you say earlier, stay here with auntie, but have you seen a doctor?"

"I've seen it. I didn't hurt any bones or anything. It's just that the sprain is serious. Just apply some medicine and it'll be fine." Ye Qiaoqiao replied honestly.

But even so, Mo Peiwen was still worried.

"Forget it, Qiao Qiao, don't move. Sit down. I'll call the housekeeper and ask them to bring lunch." Mo Peiwen took out her mobile phone to call the housekeeper as she spoke.

With that indisputable appearance, it seems that he has completely forgotten what he said before.

But Ye Qiaoqiao didn't forget.

So she could only listen in a daze as Aunt Mo called the housekeeper, not only talking about delivering lunch, but also about sending a nanny.

Ye Qiaoqiao: "..."

So, what's the matter with no one taking care of what I said before?

Mo Peiwen hung up the phone, seeing Ye Qiaoqiao's dazed look, she suddenly came to her senses, a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

She was so concerned that Qiao Qiao would not be taken care of, but she forgot that she just said that there was no one at home...

But who is Mo Peiwen?

The wife of the chairman of the Yun Group!

After so many years of participating in large and small banquets, I have already seen many more embarrassing and difficult situations than before.

Already have tempered a pair of face of the storm and not panic in the heart.

At this time, Mo Peiwen just pursed her lips slightly, and smiled at Ye Qiaoqiao with the same expression and tone, "Since Qiaoqiao injured your ankle, you must not be able to move for the next few days, just turn around Go back and live with auntie for a few days, and auntie will ask the chef to make up for you."

"Auntie, I'm actually fine." Ye Qiaoqiao politely refused.

However, when Mo Peiwen saw that she was injured, her demeanor immediately changed. Not only did she decide to take her back to the Yun's mansion, she even proposed to help her find a doctor for an ankle examination.

In this regard, Ye Qiaoqiao's previous rejection was completely useless.

In the end, she could only go for an examination with the nurse and doctor.

After getting the test results, Mo Peiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a good thing there's nothing serious, otherwise, Auntie's heart would be in pain."

Feeling Aunt Mo's loving gaze, Ye Qiaoqiao smiled dryly, "I told you just now, it's really nothing serious."

"It's better to have an examination before you can rest assured." Mo Peiwen said with a smile, looking at the housekeeper who rushed over in person, "It's just right, housekeeper, you can ask the attending doctor later to see if I can be discharged from the hospital. If I can be discharged from the hospital, I will go through the discharge procedures directly, so I can take Qiao Qiao home to recuperate."

The butler respectfully left the ward.

Ye Qiaoqiao waved her hands again and again, "Auntie, I really don't need it. It's just a sprained foot. I don't need to bother you so much. I'd better go back to live with my friend."

She didn't remember what she promised Yun Chenting just this morning.

It's impossible for a person to live in another person's house as soon as he leaves, right?

That slap is too fast...

She thought well, but Mo Peiwen refused to listen to her rejection this time, and her expression was even a little serious: "Qiaoqiao, it's not my aunt who said you. Without you, auntie can't force you, but you can't even force yourself If you can't take care of them well, how can Auntie rest assured?"

"That's not the case, Auntie, you misunderstood..."

Ye Qiaoqiao tried to explain.

However, Mo Peiwen didn't listen to her, and interrupted directly: "Qiao Qiao, no matter whether you are married to Chen Ting or not, you have always existed like your own daughter in Auntie's place. You are all hurt, how could you Do mothers let their children live outside?"

Thinking of Aunt Mo's help and tenderness to her, Ye Qiaoqiao was at a loss for words.

She didn't think what Aunt Mo said was unreasonable.

But the problem is that I just promised Yun Chenting that he would not go to his house, and he would not have other thoughts!

It hasn't even passed 24 hours, it's too fast!

"Qiao Qiao, are you still worried about Chen Ting?" Seeing Ye Qiao Qiao's hesitant face, Mo Peiwen couldn't help asking tentatively.

Ye Qiaoqiao pursed her lips.

A flash of understanding flashed in Mo Peiwen's eyes, and she was immediately displeased with her son, but she persuaded her: "Qiao Qiao, don't worry, didn't Chen Ting say that he was going on a business trip for a few days? In a few days, when he comes back, the injury on your ankle will be healed, and you can move out or live at home, and Auntie will never stop you."

"…OK then."

Feeling that she obviously couldn't refuse, Ye Qiaoqiao could only sigh secretly and agree.

As soon as she agreed, Mo Peiwen immediately happily told the nanny beside her to pack up her things and prepare to be discharged from the hospital.

That spiritual head, that speaking posture.

Ye Qiaoqiao even began to doubt whether the fact that Aunt Mo was going to be hospitalized for recuperation was true or not.

But this thought just passed by, Ye Qiaoqiao didn't take it seriously.