His Wife Calls The Shots

She calmly walked to the side of the old man, picked up the booklet and flipped through it, looking at Lin Wenyu with calm and deep eyes.

Lin Wenyu avoided her eyes, and a guilty conscience flashed quickly from the corner of her eyes.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Qianmiao slowly said: "This manual is some of my mother's fragrance experience. To be precise, it is a draft. Whenever she has an innovative idea, she will write it on the top, and then later. I rearranged the complete formula. Later, she didn’t need this draft, but there was still a lot of paper left, so I gave it to me for writing. Therefore, the second half of this draft was spelled indiscriminately when I was six years old. It’s up, so the records above are all my mother’s immature incense making methods and my random fabrications. At that time, I ran out of paper in a few weeks and I left it in the corner at will. I didn’t expect that for so many years. In the past, there is still a chance to see again today."

Lin Wenyu was taken aback: "No wonder the font behind is different, it turned out that you wrote it!"

Moreover, it was a nonsense when he was six years old!

Fortunately, she has spent a few nights studying, and she is convinced!

Qianmiao's expression was faint, and quickly followed her words to ask: "Where did you find something so long ago?"

Lin Wenyu's mind was messing up, and his mind was filled with speechlessness and regret that he had been "played".

Especially, when she looked at Tang Qianyan's eyes, she always felt that she was inexplicably controlled by a mysterious force, and her mouth was faintly free from the control of her brain.

With the brain in extreme gambling confusion, when she heard this question, she replied angrily: "How do I know that my mother gave it to me!"

As soon as the words were spoken, her facial features were tight and her expression was shocked!

Severely shocked!

It was quiet and quiet, allowing her to hear her rapid heartbeat.

She... she... what did she just now?

She stared straight, panic and panic intertwined in her eyes: "I, I didn't mean that, I am, you gave me the manual, how do I know where you got it from! I was too nervous just now. It’s wrong. The manual was not given to me by my mother. You gave it to me."

Even though she said every word with certainty, the gazes she cast did not change.

Without exception, they are disappointed and unbelievable.

None of the people present are fools, and the ability to observe words and colors is quite high.

This one is methodical and not hurried, and the other is full of lies and panic. Which one to believe is clear.

Taking a step back, even if you don't believe in Tang Qianfan, you definitely won't believe Lin Wenyu, who doesn't follow the preface.

In just three seconds, the situation has changed greatly.

From the fair confrontation between the two sides and even when she had the upper hand, to now she was suddenly pressed by Tang Qianmiao...

She was stunned, but she didn't know how this change happened suddenly!

She obviously has a great chance of winning!

Why did she just look at Tang Qianyan just now, and then she said a non-brained sentence? !

The other one in my heart screamed constantly.

Qianmiao's voice was still light and faint, and his eyes were narrowed with a sharp cold light: "I did it, I will recognize it, but if you want to buckle this basin out of nothing on my head, it will never be so convenient. Say it all here."

(Lin Wenyu: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) White beaten~")