The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

She was mentally prepared that not many people would come today, but she didn't expect that no one would come.

Mrs. Xu held a private banquet, so the ladies would definitely go to her place.

But isn’t it ridiculous that Huo Yixiu, as her husband, went to someone else’s place?

Yu Yang was wearing her beautiful new clothes and even brought her boyfriend over.

Not seeing Huo Yixiu, he said angrily: "Is he sick? His wife's store opened, and he didn't come to support the occasion. Will the company go bankrupt without him for a day?"

Ling Zhao didn't tell her that Huo Yixiu was not in the company but had gone to someone else's territory.

She pulled her lips to the sides, smiled, and grabbed Yu Yang's hand and shook it: [He pays the money, and I open the shop. It's good that he doesn't come to point fingers at me. ]

Yu Yang knew that she was very good at comforting herself, so he glared at her unhappily, but could only pamper her: "You are right, he is a very arrogant person, it is good that he does not come to point fingers."

A few customers came into the store. Yu Yang looked at the two white-collar workers and said, "I'll help you entertain them and have a taste of what it's like to be a shopping guide."

Ling Zhao let her go.

As a mute, it is inconvenient for her to go and entertain customers directly.

She turned around and checked the gift list. Yu Yang's boyfriend came closer to her and asked, "Is Mr. Huo really your husband?"

The man's name is Yang Changhui.

Yu Yang had been dating this man for a short time, and this was the first time Ling Zhao met her boyfriend. Even though she was not happy with the way he spoke, she still smiled at him.

She nodded, thinking that this man was just like everyone else, more curious about her, but the man's smile became flattering.

"I didn't expect that I would get to know Mr. Huo's wife!" He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Ling Zhao.

For Yu Yang's sake, Ling Zhao shook hands with him lightly. The next second, the man took out a business card holder from his pocket, pulled out a business card and handed it to her.

"This is my business card. My name is Yang Changhui and I work as an engineer at a gaming company."

Ling Zhao held his business card. She had heard his name from Yu Yang. The next second, she heard the man say, "Will Mr. Huo come in a while?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked outside the door, as if Huo Yixiu would come in from the door in the next second.

Ling Zhao pursed his lips. The man seemed to realize that something was wrong and immediately changed his words, saying, "Mr. Huo is so busy that he may not be able to come... Can you help me pass on my business card? Just tell him that I'm Yu Yang's boyfriend."

In addition to high-tech industries, Huo Yixiu also owns a well-known gaming company, which ranks among the top ten in the country.

It is said that when he was a freshman in college, he encountered a difficult problem that he couldn't solve, so he made a game to relieve stress. Later, the game was launched online and became very popular, making him a lot of money.

Ling Zhao thought that the man worshipped Huo Yixiu and regarded him as an idol.

She nodded, it was no big deal.

The man still had something to say: "Mrs. Huo, can you say a few good words for me in front of Mr. Huo?" He touched his forehead, as if embarrassed, "I submitted my resume to Mr. Huo's company, but they didn't hire me."

"I'm not very satisfied with my current company. I think I can do better. If I have the opportunity to join Mr. Huo's company..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a new voice.

"Oh, there are so few people." Qin Zhan was like the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, holding a yellow crystal in his hand and holding a fat boy in his other hand, looking into the store.

He was handsome and as soon as he came in, he attracted the attention of the young white-collar workers who had just come in. The two girls didn't even listen to Yu Yang's explanation and stared at him with interest.

Ling Zhao clearly heard the young white-collar worker say, "Wow, there's a handsome guy here."

"And there's the kid brother!"

Little kid brother?

Ling Zhao looked at the little fat boy.

He was not bothered by the outside world. He scratched his afro, put one hand in his small suit shorts, and said coolly: "Hello, long time no see."

Ling Zhao: ...

She was more curious about how he got that afro. Wasn't the weather hot?

At this time, the two white-collar workers came over and wanted to take a photo with Qin Zhan and the kid. Qin Zhan glanced at Ling Zhao: "Should I take a photo with them? Will you be jealous?"

Yu Yang was eating melon on the side.

When did Ling Zhao get to know this kind of flamboyant man?

Ling Zhao was even more speechless. What did it have to do with her if he took a photo with others?

The two white-collar workers thought that Ling Zhao and him were married, and said, "Boss, if you let your husband and son take a photo with us, we will customize those two dresses."

Husband? Son?

The corners of Ling Zhao's lips twitched. Before she could explain, Yu Yang rushed over and said, "Take a picture! Why can't we take a picture?"

Turning around and winking at her, he said, making money is the most important thing, don’t be too honest!

After taking the photo, Yu Yang took the two white-collar workers to measure their sizes, saying, "If you are satisfied with the clothes, please help us promote them and we will give you discounts later."

Ling Zhao took a tape measure to measure their sizes and envied Yu Yang's marketing ability.

In fact, she doesn't have to work so hard.

Qin Zhan rested his elbows on the counter, watching Ling Zhao measuring others with great interest, pinching and touching here and there, especially measuring the chest circumference...

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

After a few minutes, Ling Zhao finished registering the two white-collar workers, sent them out, and turned back to meet Qin Zhan's sparkling eyes.

"Mrs. Huo, you still owe me a set of clothes, remember?"

Ling Zhao glanced at him and of course he remembered.

In that abandoned building, he rescued her from the elevator, her clothes were torn, and she said she would give him a new set as compensation.

Qin Zhan opened his arms: "Let's measure the size."

Qin Xie was not convinced and raised his neck and said, "I want one too. I'll go first."

Ling Zhao looked at the little guy.

I don’t know what kind of clothes would suit his chubby body. With his bad temper, if the clothes don’t look good, it will definitely ruin her reputation.

Ling Zhao squatted down holding the ruler.

In any case, just note his size and think about it later.

Qin Zhan smiled and said, "You little bastard."

He turned around and chatted with Yu Yang: "Are you friends with her?"

Yu Yang nodded: "Zhao Zhao is my best friend."

Qin Zhan: "I am her male bestie."

Yu Yang wondered where this slick man came from.

If he wasn't handsome, he would be suspected of being greasy.

But judging from his attire, he must be either rich or noble, and looks like a playboy who roams among women.

Hey, the upper class is the upper class, and any man you meet is a nobleman.

Here, Ling Zhao finished measuring the fat boy and looked at Qin Zhan's back, not knowing how to remind him.

Apart from Huo Yixiu, she had never measured the body shape of other men.

It was little Qin Xie who saved her: "Stop teasing, it's your turn."

Qin Zhan turned his head and saw Ling Zhao holding the measuring tape with his arm half hanging, looking like he wanted to poke him in the back.

So timid and shy.

Qin Zhan glanced at the male model through the glass window.

In the whole store, there are more men's clothes than women's clothes. It seems that the store is more skilled in making men's clothes.

But she looked so reserved and shy... Qin Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Come to think of it, she used Huo Yixiu as a model...those clothes were made for him, right?

Qin Zhan smiled lazily, turned around, and opened his arms: "Measure it."

Ling Zhao became nervous when faced with the scent of the opposite sex.

She has confidence in her craft, especially menswear.

Besides, she was familiar with Qin Zhan, so there was no need to be nervous about measuring a friend.

Ling Zhao held his breath and measured his shoulder width, arm circumference, arm length, leg circumference, leg length...

Next, it's his neck circumference, chest circumference, waist circumference and hip circumference.

Ling Zhao couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly remembered the nervousness he felt when he measured Huo Yixiu for the first time.

At that time, Huo Yixiu didn't care what she wanted to do, thinking that she was going to prepare new clothes for her. When she made the clothes, he never wore them once.

He was too tall, so Ling Zhao had to use a tiptoe. Just as she was about to move the stool, the man suddenly bent towards her, and Ling Zhao was startled.

The man smiled and said, "Isn't it better to measure it this way?"

Ling Zhao pursed his lips and wrapped his arms around his neck. He could hear his own heartbeat as he took note of the measurements.

Qin Zhan's smile grew wider, and he lowered his eyes to watch Ling Zhao's hand move to his chest.

"How does my figure compare to Mr. Huo's?"

When Ling Zhao was stroking his waist, he lowered his head slightly and asked in a low voice.