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

She wondered, he came at this time on purpose, watched her share half of her dinner with him, and deliberately asked her to feed him the soup, was he testing her...loyalty to him?

Ling Zhao's gaze moved from the remaining half box of lunch to the bowl of soup, and his eyes never looked at him again. His fingers under the table were peeling their nails from time to time.

My cousin came to work at Jinxiyuan, but this time she was no longer a live-in nanny. Her working hours were from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., and her salary remained the same. These were all what Huo Yixiu requested.

At that time, she was still wondering why Huo Yixiu didn't want a live-in nanny at home when Jinxi Garden was so big. It would be too lonely for two people to live together. Now she thought it was because of the important information in the safe.

It should be said that it was to prevent the important things in his study from being seen by others.

Thinking about it this way, she was the only person he suspected.

But although she had been into his study, she never knew what was inside.

Huo Yixiu continued to eat and asked slowly, "Why are you silent? Aren't you always talkative?"

Especially when she was anxious, she waved her hands as if she wanted to fight him. But now she was motionless.

Ling Zhao glanced at him indifferently.

The cousin had already left. She cleaned up the lunch boxes herself, pulled the lunch box that Huo Yizheng was eating from his hand along with the chopsticks, and threw it into the trash can.

She said: "I moved out of Jinxi Garden so that if your confidential information is leaked again, you don't have to suspect me."

Huo Yixiu looked at her calm face and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ling Zhao didn't bother to be polite with him. She turned around and walked to the workbench to continue sewing her clothes.

Under the light, she held the cloth and strung the tiny pearls into patterns stitch by stitch.

The man watched her lower her head and pinch the needle, silently, with no expression of joy or anger.

The light made her face look infinitely soft, and every movement she made was patient and meticulous, without any sharpness or hostility, just gentleness and grace.

It reminds me of a long time ago when she also hid in the attic, threading needles in the afterglow of the setting sun, glancing downstairs from time to time.

At that time, Huo Yixiu knew that she was waiting for him to come home.

At that time, he just took a look at the clothes she made and put them aside, never bothering to wear them.

He never thought that the clothes she made were wearable, and he was even more afraid that he would be laughed at if he wore them.

She said she wanted to open a store, so he let her open a store and let her have fun. She never thought that anyone would want her clothes, and she never thought that Qin Zhan would not only wear them, but also walk to the company to sign the contract.

"...Mr. Huo, what do you think of this dress? Is it beautiful?" After signing the contract, Qin Zhan threw away the pen and sat idly, pinching the word "Fu" on his sleeve nonchalantly. "Mrs. Huo made really good clothes. She embroidered the word "Fu" on me, and I really got the blessing. I will advertise for Mrs. Huo more in the future."

The man's jaw tightened slightly at the thought.

"You really didn't give the information to Qin Zhan?"

Ling Zhao didn't even glance at him. Since he suspected her, would her explanation still be of any use?

Huo Yixiu didn't say anything. When Ling Zhao got up to drink water, he found that he was gone.

I don't know when he left.

She picked up her phone and edited the message on WeChat, wanting to ask Qin Zhan what was going on, but when she clicked send, she hesitated for a few seconds and gave up.

This was clearly their business matter, she hadn't done anything, and Qin Zhan was such a carefree person... Ling Zhao's mood sank. He looked like a playboy, doing nothing, but he actually got a cooperation opportunity from Huo Yixiu. His mind was so deep...

Ling Zhao exited the chat page and deleted Qin Zhan's WeChat.

……

Jiang Shang bought coffee from the coffee shop and returned to the car. He handed a cup to Huo Yixiu. Seeing that his face was still so sour, he couldn't help but ask, "Did your wife really make it?"

Huo Yixiu took a sip of coffee, and Jiang Shang said, "I still don't believe that my wife would do such a thing. There is no reason...my wife just knows him, and there is no major interest in him."

Huo Yixiu's eyes flickered.

Jiang Shang was unaware of this, but he knew very well that Ling Zhao had firmly proposed divorce to him more than once.

Betray him, give up the benefits to other men, in exchange for her chance to gain freedom?

Or maybe she wanted to irritate him and force him to divorce.

It is difficult for him to guess what Ling Zhao is thinking now.

Jiang Shang couldn't figure out what his boss was thinking. How could his wife, who was so simple, do such a thing? "Boss Huo, there are many people handling the project. If you doubt her, she must be very sad."

Huo Yixiu glanced at him: "Did I say it was her?"

Jiang Shang choked and touched his head awkwardly: "You didn't say it wasn't her..."

Huo Yixiu pursed his thin lips, thinking about Ling Zhao's cold attitude, that attitude of not arguing or debating. The temperature of the iced coffee penetrated through his skin and into his heart.

Seeing his uncertain expression, Jiang Shang took a sip of coffee and asked boldly, "Then...are we still going to hold the celebration party for the completion of the project?"

Huo Yixiu frowned slightly.

There will definitely be a celebration banquet. This is a project to fight back against foreign technology monopoly. It is to boost morale. It is also an opportunity to enhance Junhai Technology's reputation and stock price.

It's just that Qin Zhan is such a person that he becomes the center of attention at the banquet, which is really annoying.

Jiang Shang said: "Secretary Fan called off her sick leave this afternoon and told the PR department that she would host this important banquet."

Huo Yixiu closed his eyes and said calmly, "She has been on vacation for a long time. She has to take up an important position right after she returns. The workload is too intense. Let the PR department help her organize the banquet."

Jiang Shang nodded and couldn't help but glance at his boss. He felt that his boss was too good to Fan Wenxin.

Who doesn’t return to work right after taking sick leave? Those who are pregnant and have given birth come back to work early without even using up their confinement leave, fearing that their positions will be replaced by others. Of course, the company’s good benefits and fierce competition are one of the reasons, but Fan Wenxin only had a minor operation, and the leave she took was almost as long as others’ confinement leave. Isn’t that comfortable enough?

Jiang Shang, a man, couldn't help but feel jealous. He looked down at his breasts and shook his head.

The car entered Jinxi Garden, Huo Yixiu got out of the car and told Jiang Shang: "Go pick up the wife from get off work."

Jiang Shang was stunned and covered his chest: "Boss Huo, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."

After get off work, workers want to go home and spend time with their girlfriends.

Huo Yixiu stood outside the car, looking at him coldly: "Are you the Mirror Man?"

"Mirror man?" Jiang Shang looked down and found that he had covered the wrong chest. He coughed and quickly switched to the left side. Huo Yixiu was too lazy to watch him act anymore and walked back to the house.

Walking through the garden, every step reminded me of that night when Ling Zhao ran barefoot here.

A flying satin skirt, long hair as black as silk, fair skin and bright eyes.

Like an elf in the dark night.

The man stood on the small arch bridge, staring quietly at a few leisurely fish in the water. The ripples wrinkled his face.