I was rejected by the school belle, and I was proposed by the school belle's best friend

Liu Yulan got up, and she had to go to Xiaoyu's sports meeting today.

She was going to call Lin Wen.

But Lin Wen was not in the living room.

"husband?"

After searching for a long time, she finally found Lin Wen who was asleep in the study.

Liu Yulan walked over suspiciously, and knocked a copy of "Economics: From Burial to Grave" from the corner of the table.

"Wow!"

The book fell to the ground, the pages turned over, and a piece of paper full of words floated out.

Chapter 160 From Burial to Grave

At this time, the book fell to the ground, and the pages of the book turned over immediately, and a piece of paper full of words slowly fell out.

Seeing that she had knocked Lin Wen's favorite book on the ground, Liu Yulan quickly knelt down to pick it up.

Because this "Department of Economics, From Burial to Grave" is Lin Wen's favorite book, and it is also his enlightenment book on the financial road.

Lin Wen was full of praise for this book, and from time to time would advance it in Liu Yulan's ear.

Lin Wen believes that the reason why he became such a big boss is because of his current position in the business world.

All are inseparable from the credit of this book.

He bought this book just after graduating from university, and it has been more than ten years since then.

With this book, Lin Yu grew from a novice in the financial world to a big boss in the financial world step by step.

In his words: "There is a priority in hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in the arts."

"There are roads in the book that work hard as a path, and business seas have no boundaries and work hard."

"Learning economics should be like this, first getting started, then entering the soil, and finally entering the grave."

"This is the ultimate destination for everyone who studies economics."

This book is like a big brother to Lin Wen.

Liu Yulan also knew that this book was very important to Lin Wen, so she immediately knelt down and picked it up.

As soon as she picked up the book, she found a piece of paper full of words lying beside it.

Liu Yulan was a little puzzled.

"Hey? Could it be a bookmark?"

She took the piece of paper over for a look, only to find that it was Lin Wen's own handwriting.

She had lived with Lin Wen for 20 years, and she could tell it was his handwriting at a glance.

Because Lin Wen's handwriting has a wild beauty.

Well, in human terms, dogs crawl better than dogs, dogs crawl like dogs...

By the way, Xiaoyu's handwriting is also like a dog's, the same as his father's.

These two are indeed father and son.

On the other hand, Liu Yulan has a good handwriting, and her handwriting is beautiful and full of aura, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Fortunately, under Liu Yulan's education, Lin Yu's handwriting has improved a lot. Although it is also a dog crawl, it is one less dog crawl than his father.

There has been great progress.

Finding that it was Lin Wen's handwriting, Liu Yulan picked up the sheet and read it carefully:

"The battle plan for the Lin Wen Games?"

Liu Yulan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Um?It seems that this husband's appearance in the back row of the auditorium today was premeditated.

I even wrote a battle plan for this, which is quite rigorous.

She read on.

"Liu Yulan, this bad woman is a bad group, a fierce group! They say I'm ugly and won't let me go to the sports meeting, and let me sleep in the cold living room..."

"One day, when I regain the throne of the family, I must teach this woman a lesson!"

"I want her to bathe and take off my clothes, bring tea and water to me, feed me with my own hands, pinch my shoulders and beat my back... etc, 1 words are omitted here!"

Liu Yulan read it word by word, and then her face became darker and darker.

There was also Lin Wen's brazen testimonial boasting of himself, but she didn't even notice it.

Liu Yulan's small fists were tightly clenched, and she was holding the planner in her hand. The paper was wrinkled, and she almost crushed it.

OK, Lin Wen.

It's fine for you to peek at the sports meeting behind my back, and you wrote such an outrageous schedule.

Just write the schedule, but it actually says she is fierce!

It's for your own good not to let you go to the sports meeting. Don't you know what you look like?

Also run to scare.

And said that one day he would teach her a lesson?

Want her to serve tea and water, take a shower and take off her clothes, squeeze her shoulders and beat her back, and feed her with her own hands?Do you omit [-] words later?

You may wish to boldly write out this ten-thousand-character idea.

Liu Yulan glared fiercely at Lin Wen who was sleeping at the desk.

Then prepare to crush the battle plan in your hands into waste paper and throw it in the trash can.

As a result, just as she was about to make a move, she stopped again.

No, this paper cannot be thrown away.

If you want to keep it as evidence, what will happen if Lin Wen refuses to admit it?

Liu Yulan held the battle plan in her hand and walked slowly to Lin Wen who was sleeping on the desk.

"Snapped!"

She is like a big bag when she goes up.

What Lin Wen did was his head buzzing, and he woke up instantly.

"Σ(OдO|||)ノノ"

"What happened?"

He opened his eyes and saw that it was his wife.

He left and went up to hug Liu Yulan.

"Come on, wife, let's continue, hehe."

Liu Yulan's backhand is another big challenge

"Snapped!"

"Lin Wen, what do you want to continue?"

"Want to continue!?"

Lin Wen was taken aback, "Honey, I'm dreaming that I'm hugging you to sleep."

"Let's continue, hehe."

"(.>?<.)"

Liu Yulan raised her eyebrows, Lin Wen hadn't woken up yet, he was having a sweet dream.

Still want to continue?

OK, let's move on.

Liu Yulan took out Lin Wen's battle plan and waved it in front of him.

"Husband, look, what is this?"

Lin Wen looked at the piece of paper held in his wife's hand, his eyes gradually slid inward, and slowly turned into a cross-eyed appearance.

He looked dazed without waking up.

"Honey, this is so familiar."

"I'll take a look."

As he spoke, Lin Wen looked at it more seriously.

Liu Yulan was not in a hurry, she just showed Lin Wen the schedule, as if I was waiting for you.

Lin Wen looked at it for a while, and then was shocked for a moment, just like drinking sober soup when drunk, he woke up with a click.

"Σ(OдO|||)ノノ"

What the hell!

Why is my battle plan here!

Could it be that my wife found out!

It's over!There are many words of praise for his wife written on it, but she can't see it!

Barbie Q!

Immediately, Lin Wen thought about it again, no, it is impossible for his wife to find out about his schedule.

impossible!Absolutely impossible!

He hid it so carefully and put it in the book so well, how could his wife find out?

Unless it's... his wife secretly moved his things.

Lin Wen was instantly confident: "My wife! You don't talk about martial arts!"

"You even secretly moved my things!"

Liu Yulan glanced at him lightly.

"I didn't touch your things, this paper fell out of the book."

"What else do you have to say?"

Lin Wen was speechless for a moment when he heard this.

Last night, because of his agreement with Brother Leng, he had been studying a new battle plan in the study, and fell asleep before he had time to write the battle plan on paper.

Because of the negligence of falling asleep, his wife discovered his wise plan.

Generally, wives would not casually enter his study room, and today they are in a cocoon.

"Honey! Come on! I admit it! Click here!"

Liu Yulan glanced at him with a half-smile.

"Oh~ You don't think you can get away with just kneeling on the keyboard, do you?"

Lin Wen was startled: "What do you want to do!?"

Liu Yulan squeezed her little fist, "Husband, I just learned a few fighting skills from Sister Fang."

"Let's try it with you."

"Kakkaka!"

"Aw—!——!"

Chapter 161 Mother Lin's new fighting skills

In a villa in Shanghai, there was a man's screams.

In the woods around the villa, a group of birds were frightened and fled in all directions, fluttering their wings and flying away, even a piece of feather fluttered down in shock.