His Wife Calls The Shots

After reading this, the old man nodded: "This is indeed Yun Huan's handwriting."

Tang Yi's face was solemn, his eyes changed, and he looked down, as if he was remembering something.

Lin Wenyu watched everyone's expressions nervously, and beat a drum in his heart.

She knew that for lying and poisoning people, she must admit one. Right now, her impression in their hearts must be greatly reduced.

But no matter what, lying is better than forgiving, and no one will doubt her level of perfumery.

This is the most important.

She took a deep breath, and slowly added: "I'm sorry, cousin, I can't help the abuser. Just admit it to everyone. I believe that all the uncles and aunts will forgive you. At least I, I already forgive you."

As soon as these words fell, she came into contact with several pairs of eyes with different emotions.

She didn't dare to look at Fengxian, but felt that the family wanted to rectify her on the spot.

He looked at Tang Yi subconsciously, but was frightened by the coldness of his eyes.

She closed her mouth immediately, not daring to talk more.

The appearance of this booklet instantly chilled the atmosphere on the dinner table.

Once the old man opened it, he would be able to turn to the page number of Lin Wenyu's perfume formula. The white and black characters recorded the names of the ingredients just mentioned by Lin Wenyu.

Qian Miao raised his eyes, and saw countless gazes from both sides.

The look was different, some were to blame, some were disappointed, and some were worried.

Qiao Shiwan couldn't help but said: "Uncle Uncle, you can't listen to Wen Yu's side words, our family is not a miserable person, how can she harm people, Teacher Camille, are you?"

Everyone looked at Camille, only to realize that she was holding back a smile all the time.

After noticing everyone's gazes, she was stern: "Sorry, I'm gaffe, but, Sister Lin's accusation is too unreasonable, and I can't help but laugh."

Lin Wenyu's scalp numb: "Teacher, I'm telling the truth. This is indeed her mother's handbook. The handbook also clearly states the formula, which is not my nonsense."

Camille nodded slowly: "Well, these things of yours really cannot be refuted, but you have no way to prove that she gave you this manual, and there is no evidence to prove that she personally asked you to follow this recipe. A mouth is really hard to convince people."

Lin Wenyu embarrassed: "This...but this recipe is not my match! I really didn't slander her!"

She was nervous and kept telling herself to calm down.

Camille's two points were indeed something she couldn't guarantee, but Tang Qiantang couldn't get rid of suspicion about these two points.

As long as she insisted that it was given to her by Tang Qianyan, it was done.

"Everyone must believe me, this manual is..."

When the old man raised his hand, he shut her up in an instant.

Filled in the last few words weakly, and few people could hear it.

The old man put the manual on the table and turned to look at Qian Miao: "Miao Miao, do you have anything to say?"

Qian Miao's face was calm, and he slowly said, "There is indeed something to be said."

Not only her, but Feng Can who is next to him, couldn’t help but want to bluntly interject. No other, just because he had been fooled by Lin Wenyu before, so he rushed to this point, plus the lie she had just admitted, she just told her. No good luck

However, whenever he wanted to make a sound, he was stopped by the look in his eyes.

Feng Xian's eyes were dull and unclear. At this moment, she was still drinking wine calmly, her gaze randomly following Qian Miao's figure.