Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

Wen Xingying also has no experience in buying supplements, but it's not that he doesn't know anything about those things. He usually knows a little bit from watching TV and computer. On Saturday morning, he asked for leave and went to a supplement store in the city to buy some bird's nest And deer antler, and... went to the mall to pick out a set of clothes.

No way, to be a guest at someone's home is not only to bring gifts, but also to wear decent clothes, which is also a kind of respect for the host.He came here by himself this time, if there were others, maybe he would ask him if he was going on a blind date.

He took these things to school the next day, and Ye Linglan came to the classroom to look for him after school at noon, and he first handed the tonic box to the man and asked him to help him carry it, then he took the clothes and went to the bathroom, " Just wait for me first."

"My God, you still bought so many things!" Young Master Jian was also full of emotions. Isn't it just a visit to the house, why should it be so formal?With presents and clothes, he thought he was going on a blind date!
You could wear casual clothes to school today, but Wen Xingying still waited until this time to change. The reason was naturally that he didn’t want others to ask him what he was going to do. Now that he changed into the newly bought clothes, he felt really refreshed. Younger. (cough cough)

After going out, he took the box from the person waiting outside, "Let's go."

Ye Linglan took a closer look at this person. He was wearing a corseted suit, which especially accentuated his figure. This person's figure was straight and slender, with wide shoulders and long legs, and a sunny and cheerful temperament. With a particularly good-looking face, such a dress is really extraordinary.

Well, he was right not to wear this suit to school, otherwise all the girls in the class would not be able to study this morning, just looking at him is enough.
Jian's father specially sent a car to pick up Wen Xingying this time. On the way, Ye Linglan couldn't help but look at the people around him, then at the tonic box in his hand, and said with a smile: "Look, you come to my house I brought presents, but I didn’t bring anything when I went to your house, I just ate, why don’t I bring something to see your grandma next time?”

Wen Xingying turned to him: "Then no need, I brought things because I was invited by your father, because he is an elder, and you were invited by me, so of course you don't need to take them."

Ye Linglan spread her hands and said nothing.
When we arrived at Jian's house, Father Jian was already waiting in the living room. When he saw the two of them coming back, he stood up, and when his eyes fell on Wen Xingying, he couldn't help showing appreciation. Of course, this was not what Ye Linglan expected.Wen Xingying held the gift box and said to Papa Jian: "Hello, Uncle, a small gift is not a respect when we meet for the first time, please accept it with a smile."

"This kid is too polite. What gift do you bring when you come home? Please sit down quickly." He said, pulling Wen Xingying to sit on the sofa.

The two chatted, and Ye Linglan just sat aside and listened boredly, and then took the fruit on the coffee table and ate it. It's not like no classmates and friends would come to his house, and sometimes his father would come out to entertain him. People chatted with the same clichés, but I was already tired of hearing them.

Father Jian invited Wen Xingying to have lunch this time. Not long after the two of them, a servant said that the food was ready. Father Jian hurriedly let the guests sit. There were already more than a dozen plates on the dining table. The chef's unique skills are all on display.

"Xiao Yi, can I drink?" Papa Jian asked.

"I can drink a little," Wen Xingying said, "Compared with Ning Yuan, my drinking capacity is still a bit worse."

Ye Linglan glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Xiaoyuan's drinking capacity is okay, but he doesn't like to drink with me. If you can drink, we and I will get drunk today, Fang Xiu. If we drink too much, we will stay at home tonight." Father Jian opened a bottle seriously as he said. Liquor.
"I said daddy," Ye Linglan said with the corners of her mouth twitching, "He has to go home to take care of grandma, okay, who is free to spend this drunk party with you?"

"Really?" Papa Jian looked at Wen Xingying and then at him, "Okay, then drink less, come on."

Jane's father is also a person who "doesn't talk about food". He didn't chat with Wen Xingying during meals, but would frequently persuade him to drink, which was very similar to Ye Linglan's behavior in the restaurant. Wen Xingying drank more this time. I only drank a little each time, and I didn't feel much in the end.

"How about it, are the dishes made by my chef better than those in your restaurant?" Ye Linglan raised her eyebrows and asked while sitting on the sofa chatting after dinner.

"Yes." Wen Xingying said with a smile.

The dishes made by this chef are naturally pretty good, as for whether they are better than brother Wen... I don't want to comment.

"Xiaoyi can come to the house often to play in the future. You can ask Auntie Zhang to make you anything you want to eat. Next time, I will ask her to grill a steak for you to try." Father Jian said and passed an orange to Wen Xingying.

"Thank you uncle." Wen Xingying said.

"I heard from Xiaoyuan that you are very good at studying. You can give him some advice whenever you have time. It doesn't take much. I will be happy to let this kid enter the top 30 in their class."

"..." Ye Linglan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He didn't study well because he never studied well and never needed to study. It wasn't because he had a problem with his IQ...

"Okay, I will try my best." Wen Xingying glanced at the disdainful person beside him and said.
Wen Xingying didn't go home soon, and followed Ye Linglan to visit his room. As soon as he entered the door, he said dumbfoundedly: "Uncle really flatters me, the key is that I am so busy all day, how can I have time to teach you... "

Ye Linglan glanced at him, took the glass and poured him a glass of water, and said nonchalantly: "If you don't want to teach, then don't teach. He just thinks my grades are not very good-looking, and he doesn't have to get some rankings."

"Then what do you think? Do you need me to teach you? In fact, although I don't have time at night, I can still do it during the day. I can study those books by myself without a teacher. I don't think you can attend lectures, right?"

Ye Linglan looked at him, unable to react, "You mean, you come to teach me during normal class time."

"Yes." The man nodded generously.

The two of them also miraculously formed a "complementary" in this matter. One didn't need to attend lectures, and the other didn't attend lectures, which happened to free up all the time during the day.

"But where are you going to teach me?" Ye Linglan asked again.

"It's simple, I can go talk to our teacher, find some teacher's office, or a useless empty classroom, or even a warehouse, in short, a place where no one is there." Wen Xingying said.

"... Teacher can agree??"

"If I were to say it, I would agree. This is the privilege of our good students." Someone said and patted his chest.

Ye Linglan: "..." Damn... 
Although Young Master Jian has always said that he doesn't care about grades, people always have a heart for comparison. It's always better to be in the front than to be in the back. He also has a bright face when he goes out to show off, and he also really wants that person to give him Go to class to see if the other party is as good as the legend says.

On Monday morning, Ye Linglan went to school as usual. When the self-study class was over, he heard his classmates say that someone was looking for him. When he went out the back door, he saw that person standing there.

"Let's go, take your math and physics books with you."

"..." Ye Linglan didn't speak, and went back to get the book as she said.

After discussing with that person yesterday, he asked his father to call the class teacher at night. Of course, the old class would not say anything, and Wen Xingying even asked him to bring all the textbooks of the first year of high school, because he had to teach him Let's start with the book in the first year of high school.

"I said, brother Yuan, where are you going?" Zhuo Yang noticed his movements and asked suspiciously.

"Go out to class." After Ye Linglan finished speaking, she took the book and left, leaving Zhuo Yang with a dazed expression.

"How did she react when you went to talk to your teacher?" Ye Linglan asked curiously as the two walked side by side.
Wen Xingying recalled the scene at that time, suppressed a smile and said: "Well, it's just very incomprehensible, I don't understand why I have such an idea."

"Then she didn't refuse? Didn't she persuade you that you should take care of your studies first?" Ye Linglan raised her eyebrows.

"I didn't say it, I guess she wanted to say it, but since I've told her everything, it means that I must have thought of that layer, so there's no need for her to say it." Wen Xingying spread her hands.

Ye Linglan had nothing to say, probably as he himself said, his teacher also knew that he didn't need to be taught at all, so there was no need to waste time in the classroom.

"Where do we go for class?" Ye Linglan could only ask.

"Well, it's an empty classroom on the fifth floor, which is the school's spare classroom, and usually no one goes there."

"Ok."

Wen Xingying really took people up to the fifth floor, and went to the classroom at the end of a row of corridors. The furnishings here are similar to ordinary classrooms. There are all desks and blackboards. Usually, someone will come to clean them regularly. It feels more spacious now that there is no one there.

"Come on, sit whatever you want." Wen Xingying signaled, and when the young master sat in the middle of the first row, he walked over and picked up the book that the man put on the desk to have a look. As he expected—except for the name written on the first page, the inside is really clean.

"Oh," someone shook his head emotionally while flipping through the pages, "Just for this book, let alone let you get in the top [-] in your class, even if you get in the top [-], it's unreasonable..."

"..." Ye Linglan gave him a blank look, and tried not to speak.

"Okay, let's start class, math first."

As Wen Xingying said, he went to the podium to get his own book, and in order to give a lecture to the young master, he deliberately found out the book from a year ago. When he took it out at school in the morning, Shen Hai asked him strangely what he used it for, After hearing what he said, he looked like the sky was about to fall. Speaking of which, Shen Hai only found out that the two of them knew each other when Ye Linglan came to see him last Wednesday afternoon. He didn't ask in detail later, but he was told today. He's going to teach that person a lesson, and the relationship has advanced by leaps and bounds...

Let alone him, Wen Xingying himself feels that his fate with that person has reached a certain level inexplicably. I don't know when this class will start from today, which means that my future life will never be without him. exist, and they've known each other for less than a week so far...

Forget it, just treat it...for his father.

"I want to explain first, I don't know what you were like in class before, and I don't want to know, but now I am your teacher, you must listen to me carefully, and I will ask you questions at any time, you may not be able to answer , but if you don't even know what I'm asking..." Wen Xingying said with a slight smile, "I won't tell your father, and I won't give you lessons, but I will tell you this question Do it eight times and ten times until you can't forget it even if you want to. Don't worry, I only have you as a student, and I will definitely be responsible for you."

Ye Linglan: "..."

"Do you understand?"

"understood."