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

The little fellow turned around in front of Qin Zhan like a peacock spreading its tail, blinking his round eyes and grinning until his mouth almost reached his ears.

Qin Zhan held his chin and looked at it for a while: "Well, it's okay."

Ling Zhao glanced at him sideways. Is this okay?

She designed and made all the clothes for both her father and son herself.

Men's clothes are not as versatile as women's clothes, but the requirements are higher. A simple design should show the figure, temperament, nobleness, and have a unique design sense. It's very difficult, isn't it?

When Ling Zhao made clothes for Huo Yixiu, he put a lot of thought into it. Although Huo Yixiu didn't wear any of them in the end, Ling Zhao was very confident in his skills.

Ling Zhao took the clothes back: [Mr. Qin has high requirements, you should go to Italy to make them.]

She folded clothes and her mouth pouted.

Qin Zhan couldn't help laughing, tilted his head to look at her, then suddenly took the clothes back: "There's no reason not to wear the clothes you made for me."

The man staggered into the locker room with clothes in his hand and came back after a while.

He stood in front of Ling Zhao, pretending to lower his head and fiddle with his sleeves and adjust his collar.

Ling Zhao didn't look at him, it was up to him.

Qin Zhan stroked the Chinese character "Fu" embroidered in small seal script on his sleeve.

We are used to seeing jewel cufflinks, but it is rare to see this kind of font design, or the most traditional calligraphy embroidery.

The small seal characters that look like holding hands are arranged in a circle, implying happiness surrounding you.

how to say?

Only two words came to his mind - Magnolia officinalis.

Huo Yixiu is a man working in high-tech fields, but his wife has a retro taste. Do they have a common language?

Qin Xie couldn't understand the small seal script and didn't know what was written there, so he grabbed his sleeve and asked, "What is this?"

Qin Zhan looked down at the circle of words, no longer in a nonchalant tone, and asked seriously: "Why is it designed like this?"

This dress doesn't quite suit his temperament.

He is a dandy and a playboy, and he wears brightly colored and flamboyant clothes, making people remember him at a glance.

Ling Zhao: [Don’t you like it? ]

"That's not the case. I'm just curious about what you were thinking when you designed it."

Ling Zhao pursed his lips, looked at the embroidered words for a while, and then looked at Qin Xie.

Even though she didn't say it, Qin Zhan could guess it.

In her opinion, a man who becomes a father must be steady. Even if the child has no mother, he must give him enough sense of security. Raising a child is not just about providing a material environment.

Qin Zhan touched his nose, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Huo, if I remember correctly, you said you would give me clothes in that abandoned building. So, how did you get there?"

Ling Zhao was outmaneuvered by him and bit his lip and glared at him.

How could the situation at that time be the same as how he should be a father?

Seeing her blushing face, Qin Zhan swayed and took a step back, sliding his fingers along the turned-up collar. What he saw was a piece of matte black fabric.

"Mrs. Huo, when you designed this dress, did you think of Mr. Huo and used him as the model?"

If the person who designed it was thinking of her husband, then this circle of blessing characters might also be a symbol of the wish for a happy family, right?

There was a gleam in Qin Zhan's eyes. He glanced at the shop lightly, then looked up. There was a hint of expectation in his cunning and amusing eyes.

Negative expectations of her.

Ling Zhao didn't expect him to say that, and was so angry that he wanted to pull the clothes off.

It’s fine if you don’t appreciate it, but what nonsense!

Qin Zhan saw that she was angry, and suddenly became happy. He covered his chest and separated her with his other hand: "Hey, hey, how can Mrs. Huo take off someone's clothes?"

Ling Zhao paused, and only then realized that the store was quiet and everyone was looking at them.

She smiled awkwardly and turned aside to continue working.

Qin Zhan straightened his clothes and smiled faintly: "Hehe, wearing this set of clothes suddenly makes me feel stressed."

Back in the car, the man held the steering wheel and didn't move for a long time.

Even the naughty and domineering little Qin Xie was very quiet.

Qin Zhan glanced at him and asked, "Why aren't you making a fuss?"

The little one didn't make a fuss for snacks, nor did he ask for toys, or pose any strange questions.

Qin Xie's chubby face flushed, and he looked like a silly son of a landlord: "She saw my body. Qin Zhan, should I marry her?"

Qin Zhan frowned: "What?"

Qin Xie turned around and looked at him seriously: "She is the first woman who has seen my body. I must be responsible for her."

Qin Zhan couldn't keep up with his train of thought: "What a mess."

If he had to take responsibility just by looking at a woman's body, then he would have too many women to marry.

"What did those nannies teach you..." Qin Zhan rubbed his head, feeling like he was slapped in the face by Ling Zhao. From this point of view, his education of Qin Xie was very problematic.

The man coughed and said seriously, "She saw your body, so she should be responsible for you. She married you, and you become her son-in-law."

"What is a son-in-law?" The little guy was curious, which triggered countless "whats". Qin Zhan's head hurt even more, he was just annoyed by the little guy's 100,000 whats.

"Don't worry about what a son-in-law is. Whether you marry her or she marries you, it's impossible. If you become her husband, her husband, who is a big CEO, will turn green in the head and be very angry. He will roast you like a little pig."

Qin Xie frowned, and the bully's momentum rose: "But I am grandma's grandson, aunt's nephew, I asked my uncle to give him peanuts!"

The chubby fingers made a gun gesture, looking fierce and aggressive.

When the nanny at home coaxed him, she told him that if anyone bullied him, he should ask his uncle to stand up for him.

The little guy has been spoiled to the point of being lawless. It would have been fine if he was in Huaicheng, but if he said the same thing in Nancheng, wouldn't he definitely be scolded?

Qin Zhan rubbed his temple again, thinking about replacing the nannies at home, they were a bunch of gossipers.

It seems that it is time to give the children an education.

Qin Zhan glanced in the direction of the store and gave a few serious lectures. Qin Xie pursed his lips, snorted heavily, and said domineeringly: "I don't care, I want her! Help me snatch her away, not her husband!"

Then she turned away and ignored him.

Qin Zhan was so angry that he laughed. Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang.

Qin Zhan answered the phone first. After the other party spoke a few words, the corners of his lips gradually straightened, and his eyes flashed with a sharp edge. He responded, "Okay."

……

Huo Yixiu's display of affection made Fan Wenxin lose face.

She got sick, lost her reputation, and ended up being nothing. People outside were curious about her rich private life and arranged for her to have several male models and rich second-generations with bad reputations.

In the bar, Fan Wenxin drank one glass after another, not caring about his health at all.

Qiao Jingze reached out and snatched her wine glass, and replaced it with a glass of honey water for her: "Do you think now that Huo Yixiu doesn't love you as much as you thought?"

Maybe I loved before, but now it seems that there is no trace of love at all.