Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

Back in the car, anyway, it's OK. An xiaonuan looks at the contents of the leaflet in his hand.

This flyer is a bit cautious. First, he lists the benefits of swimming, and then publicizes their activity packages. People who have seen such flyers are more likely to be excited. They don't know what other people think. At least an xiaonuan is interested in learning swimming.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to yemingjue: "uncle, I was handed out a leaflet today, from the swimming pool. After reading it, I was interested in swimming. It's a pity that I can't swim. Can you?"

After a while, yemingjue replied: "I can swim. The swimming pool is on the first floor of our gym. If you are interested, you can study after two or three days when your ankles are ready."

An xiaonuan is a little embarrassed. She doesn't like sports at ordinary times. She has lived in Yuwan villa for several years. In addition to losing weight, there are few times to go to the gym during that time. The only one she has been to is the first floor. She has never been to any other floor, and the layout is not clear at all.

"It's a good proposal. I'll start to study in a few days when I'm free. I'll get my mother's birthday present ready these days." An xiaonuan replies.

Back home, an xiaonuan continued her painting plan.

A person's quiet efficiency is very good. At 4 p.m., four finished products have been completed.

It took a long time for an xiaonuan to rest. She went out of her study and met yemingjue in the corridor.

"Why, uncle, why did you come back so early today?" Ann small warm surprised way.

"Today's work is done, so I came back." Yeming Jue returned.

"Is it true that you said you were going to learn to swim today?" Asked ye mingjue.

Ann nodded and asked, "uncle, how long does it usually take to learn to swim?"

"It's usually taught in five to seven days." Yemingjue replied.

It's very simple to say that. Originally, an xiaonuan was worried that he would not learn how to swim. He was confident that he would learn how to swim, and immediately said, "well, I'll ask Jinbo to find a coach for me, and I'll start learning in a few days."

Hearing about the coach, yemingjue was not happy immediately. He coughed softly and said, "if you have a ready-made one, you don't need to find a coach. Didn't you learn from the coach you found last time when you lost weight?"

"Last time I asked the coach to lose weight, although the woman's mind is not right, but the male coach is very good, professional ability is good, character is also good, it's your own inexplicable upset vinegar jar, deliberately looking for other people's trouble." An xiaonuan muttered softly.

Ye mingjue looked at an xiaonuan motionless and said, "an xiaonuan, I didn't hear what you just said. Please say it again."

An xiaonuan's secret way is not good. Just now he accidentally said what he was thinking.

"Husband, I'm possessed by ghosts. What I said just now is not my original intention. Don't be angry." An xiaonuan said with a flattering face.

"Is it?" Yeming asked without expression.

An xiaonuan nodded like a pound of garlic.

"In that case, I will not pursue you." Yemingjue said calmly.

"My husband is wise." An xiaonuan's face turned into a flower.

"But I want to find out the ghost." Yemingjue continued.

The smile on an xiaonuan's face suddenly froze. She was too young and trusting.

"Why, I help you deal with ghosts, you are not happy?" Yemingjue asked softly.

"Of course I'm very happy An xiaonuan forced out a smile.

"What do you want to do with that ghost?" An xiaonuan asked weakly.

"Keep it a secret. You'll know later." Night Ming Jue tone is flat way.

It's secret. It's torture. I'd like to see what you can do, thought an xiaonuan.

At dinner time, the family is sitting at the table. In front of yemingjue's father and son is rice, while in front of an xiaonuan is a bowl of glutinous rice.

Seeing the bowl of glutinous rice dumplings, an xiaonuan wanted to faint on the spot.

Nuomici, her favorite food, is not one of them.

"Uncle, I'm not hungry today. Can I not eat?" An xiaonuan asked softly.

"What do you say? If you don't eat it tonight, you can't eat it all day tomorrow. " Yemingjue did not hesitate to threaten.

An xiaonuan feels a little broken down. For her, it's already a little reluctant not to eat a meal. It's absolutely impossible not to eat a day.

"Uncle, why only mine is different? It's very vengeful of you Ann small warm bitter face asks a way.

Yemingjue explained seriously: "you've wronged me. I know it's not your favorite food, but I didn't mean to target you. I do it for a reason."

"Why?"

"I learned from the previous Hong Kong Style ghost movies that glutinous rice is not good at expelling ghosts."

An xiaonuan is just going to be crazy, doesn't he? Is it hard to use? It's inhuman."Husband, I know I'm wrong. I don't dare to do it next time. Please let it go." An Xiaowen looks at yemingjue with warm eyes.

"Now that you know it's wrong, what's wrong?" Asked ye mingjue.

An xiaonuan felt that she was too difficult. She was just like a primary school student doing self-criticism. What's worse, her two sons were still watching, so shameful.

"My mistake is that I can't say a word about my husband." Said a warm word.

"Yes, what else?"

An xiaonuan is deep in thought. What else?

"No more." An xiaonuan returns.

"Well? Are you sure? " Yemingjue asked casually.

It seems that the tone is not right.

"Let me see. By the way, we can't talk nonsense. Ghosts and gods don't exist. We should firmly adhere to materialism." An xiaonuan spoke slowly.

"It's right to believe in science. You can eat after eating the glutinous rice cake." Yemingjue nodded.

An xiaonuan's face suddenly collapsed. Are you kidding me? Do you still eat this bowl of glutinous rice dumplings?

"Can I not eat it?" An xiaonuan asked softly.

"Mom, you can't. You said it was hard to eat every meal on the plate." Night Son Rui soft glutinous voice suddenly remembered.

"Zi Rui is really smart and clever." The night Ming Jue loudly praises a way.

An xiaonuan looks at yezirui helplessly. Her son's memory is really good. She remembers what she said clearly, but now she really doesn't want his memory to be so good.

Seeing an xiaonuan's face twisted into a twist, yemingjue finally decided to let her go. He brought the Nuomici in front of her to himself and sent the rice to an xiaonuan.

"Uncle, I knew you wouldn't be so cruel to me. My love and worship for you have risen to a higher level." An xiaonuan said with a smile.

"Well, eat it quickly, or it will be cold." The night Ming Jue reminds a way.

Don't eat disgusting food, an xiaonuan is in a good mood. She put down her chopsticks after eating two bowls of rice.