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

Ling Zhao pursed his lips.

Of course she was afraid of him.

In the previous life, although he did not kill her directly with a knife, all the things he did, like cutting her flesh with a blunt knife, made her unable to live or die, and made her die so tragically and alone.

Even if that kind of pain happens again in my life, the memory will still be as fresh as ever, engraved into my bones.

Seeing him holding a knife, she instinctively thought he was going to hurt her.

As for why she took the knife, it was naturally because she wanted to stab him!

This bastard! This scum! He coaxed and lied to her, but secretly threatened Professor Tong not to treat her.

How could she trust him?

Tears welled up in his eyes and his look was filled with resentment.

Huo Yixiu didn't understand. She just went out for a while, but when she came back she looked like she wanted to kill someone. What did he do to her?

"Ling Zhao?" The man took a step forward and tried to touch her arm. Ling Zhao dodged, quickly picked up the knife on the ground, and pointed the tip of the knife at Huo Yixiu.

Huo Yixiu looked at her in shock: "What are you doing?"

Did she take the knife with the intention of stabbing him?

Ling Zhao's throat rolled violently, and he controlled himself so as not to rush forward and stab the knife into his heart.

When she was reborn, she was filled with resentment. The first time she saw him, she wanted to stab him to death, so that he could also experience the feeling of being caught off guard and killed by the person closest to him.

But she was still naive. She thought that the tragedy had not happened yet and that as long as she stayed away from him, her life would be different in her next life.

But he simply wouldn't let her go.

Not only did he refuse to let her go, he even intensified his control over her!

How could she continue to get along with a man like this? She would rather go to jail than be his wife!

Huo Yixiu looked at the layers of hatred in her eyes, which were like dark clouds looming over the place. The look in her eyes that wanted to kill him was obvious.

Why did she want to kill him?

Didn’t she go to see Wen Mingrui?

The man's face darkened completely, and he walked towards her step by step: "Where do you want me to bleed? Here? Or here?"

He pointed to his chest, then his throat.

Ling Zhao's throat rolled even more violently.

She knew how to kill fish. When slaughtering a live fish, she would hit the fish's head twice with the back of the knife to knock it unconscious, and then she would cut open its belly.

But to people...

She stared at the solemn-faced man in front of her. He moved closer and closer to her, and her fingers could not help but tremble.

"If you want to kill me, you should at least give me a reason, right?" The man thought for a moment. If it was because he suspected her of leaking confidential information, she should have put the knife to her neck to prove that she had not done it.

If she kills him, will she be able to inherit his property?

The man stared at the gleaming silver knife, his eyes showing no fear at all. His gaze was even colder than the knife: "I'll count to three and throw the knife away. If you point this knife at me again, Wen Mingrui will not be able to gain a foothold in South City."

Ling Zhao's pupils suddenly dilated. It came again.

"one……"

"two……"

The man's voice became lower and lower, like a huge rock pressing on Ling Zhao's heart. She felt suffocated. When she saw his lips moving, she suddenly clenched the handle of the knife and stabbed him.

Huo Yixiu was too close to her, and even though he dodged quickly, his arm was still scratched by the tip of the knife.

As he felt the stinging pain, he snatched Ling Zhao's knife, held it in his hand, and shouted angrily: "How dare you do that!"

Ling Zhao watched as the blood from his arms stained his sleeves red and slid down his arms.

The sticky blood dripped onto the white marble, so dazzling under the light.

Ling Zhao's eyes became even redder, and at this moment, her breathing almost stopped.

After taking a few deep breaths, she looked at him and said, "You promised me that I could cure my illness. Why do you want to go back on your word? Why don't you let Professor Tong treat me?"

[You said you needed me to be your Mrs. Huo, and I agreed. Why can't you keep your promise even though I agreed? ]

[You know how many years I have been waiting to recover my voice. Even if I can't speak the same as before, as long as I can make others understand me, I will be satisfied. Why don't you give me this little hope? ]

[In your heart, there is only your Huo family, and I am nothing. In this case...] She glanced at the knife in his hand, stabbing her heart with her finger, [You might as well kill me.]

[If I die, there will be no one to stop you and Fan Wenxin from being together. You can live as a legitimate couple, and no one will say you abandoned your poor wife.]

Huo Yixiu's eyebrows wrinkled into a knot: "What did you say? I won't let Professor Tong treat you?"

Was she going to kill him with a knife just for this matter?

"I didn't ask Professor Tong to do anything."

Ling Zhao didn't want to believe him anymore, just as he didn't believe that she had never done anything wrong.

Huo Yixiu saw her distrust and just asked her, "Did Wen Mingrui tell you?"

Ling Zhao stared at him straight.

Isn’t Wen Mingrui’s statement enough to explain the problem?

Any normal family, if they know that the patient at home has the possibility of recovery, will at least not stop her from seeking hope, even if they do not have the conditions to help her achieve this goal.

Wen Mingrui asked her if the Huo family treated her badly. Doesn’t that mean that the Huo family doesn’t want her voice to recover?

They would rather let her die quietly than bring disgrace to the prestigious Huo family.

The Huo Yixiu in front of us is a self-made entrepreneurial upstart, a leading figure in the high-tech field who is respected by all parties, and a typical figure who broke through the circle of humble origins and entered the upper class.

He is a commoner who sees hope, so how could he let people know about the Huo family’s past misery?

What Huo Yixiu has been doing over the years, in addition to increasing the value of the company, is also to eliminate the shame that Huo's father left on the Huo family many years ago.

Nowadays, there is no news about child star Ling Zhao on the Internet.

It was as if she had never had such a bright life. It was as if she was just a poor girl adopted by the Huo family.

Ling Zhao still remembers that once when he accompanied Huo's mother to play cards, a lady asked Huo's mother how she came to the Huo family.

Huo's mother replied confidently that a stranger who owed a lot of debts had left the child at her house and said he would come back to pick the child up after paying off the debt, but he never came back. The Huo family was kind-hearted and kept the child.

Clean up the Huo family's past sins.

……

Even if he couldn't get a divorce, Ling Zhao didn't want to live under the same roof with Huo Yixiu anymore.

She moved into the store on the pretext of making clothes for customers.

Qin Zhan brought Qin Xie and sat in front of her: "You look so bad, what's wrong?"

Ling Zhao didn't even look at him, and continued to sew steadily and quickly.

She cut all the pearls in half, punched holes in them, and then sewed them together again. This was a time-consuming and labor-intensive process, but it was well worth the tens of thousands of dollars it cost.

Seeing that she didn't even look at him, Qin Zhan handed her a beautifully crafted small box and said, "Open it and take a look."

Ling Zhao still ignored him. Qin Zhan sighed and took out his phone to swipe around: "You deleted all my WeChat accounts. Why, Mr. Huo doesn't allow it?"

Ling Zhao raised his head, his eyes were cold.