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

Old Master Qin stared at him, his eyes sharp and angry: "It's not that the Qin family doesn't have ugly scandals. Your father created the worst one back then."

As a result, people still have the impression that the men in the Qin family are not trustworthy.

After that, it was more difficult for the children of the Qin family to get married than for others.

"...You are even worse than your father."

Although Qin Boyan was a playboy, he at least had a son after marriage. But this Qin Zhan, who was less than 30 years old, had a six-year-old illegitimate child. It was impossible to expect him to marry into other noble families.

Old Master Qin sees things more clearly than his children. Such a Qin Zhan cannot shake the Huo family's inheritance rights. Letting him enter the power circle of the Qin family will not change anything, but he can bring benefits to the Qin family.

"It's already difficult for a mute like her to survive in the upper class circle, so please don't bring harm to others."

Qin Zhan played with the beads hanging from the lampshade and said slowly, "Grandpa actually thinks of outsiders? How can he be so compassionate?"

If the old man was such a kind person, he would not have set harsh conditions when his parents divorced and forced his mother to keep the generous dowry that she brought into the Qin family.

If the Qin family had not whitewashed themselves beautifully back then, they would have had another bad reputation - greed.

For the noble families, this is more serious than the man's infidelity. The purpose of a wealthy marriage is to share the benefits, not to be sucked dry and dragged on for decades without paying back.

Old Master Qin heard his inner thoughts and his eyes were like knives: "Qin Zhan!"

Qin Zhan smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't be angry. I was just talking casually."

He loosened the beads.

Without the support, the beads swayed and made crisp clashes.

The old man grabbed the beads and said, "Don't break them."

This green jade table lamp is an old item, the dowry of the old lady when she married into the Qin family. The old lady died very early, and although the old man had other women later, he was old and cherished the old items.

Qin Zhan curled the corners of his lips, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The old man picked up a handkerchief and focused on cleaning the dust from the lamp. He said slowly, "You made this noise for the Huo family and made them lose face. I don't care what your intention is. The Qin family invested a lot of money. If this money is wasted without any sound, the Liu family's assets left in South City can only be used as compensation."

Qin Zhan smiled, "Grandpa, do you think I deliberately let the Qin family do a losing business in order to help my mother vent her anger?"

The old man stared at him: "You don't mean that?"

Qin Zhan curled his lips and shook his head regretfully: "Grandpa, I am also a member of the Qin family. How can you think of me like this?"

The old man said nothing, staring at his face with his old and shrewd eyes: "Then you..."

Qin Zhan said nonchalantly: "Didn't Grandpa just say that no matter what my intentions are, as long as the Qin family's interests are not harmed, that's all that matters."

"If you insist on an explanation..." He laughed nonchalantly, "Just think that I don't want my cousins ​​to get married smoothly. After all, I'm going to be a bachelor for the rest of my life, and I don't want to attend their wedding banquets."

"You!" The old man was annoyed by his asshole attitude. He failed to manage his own relationship and ruined other people's marriages.

Qin Zhan turned around, his playful smile changing in an instant to a look of disdainful sneer.

Why does the Qin family want glory, and why does the Huo family want to be serious? No one is nobler than the other, and no one is cleaner than the other.

……

Huo's mother suspected that Ling Zhao and Qin Zhan had an impure relationship, so she would not give her a good life.

She went to Lingji almost every day and did nothing but sit there, staring at the people coming and going in the store with a stern face like a dean, scaring away many customers.

Ling Zhao pretended she didn't exist and concentrated on completing the orders on hand. But the other staff couldn't stand this suffocating atmosphere.

Employee Xiao Jia quietly approached Ling Zhao and said, "Boss, Mrs. Huo looks at the store like this every day, and it scares me out of my inspiration. Why doesn't she go somewhere else?"

"How about you accompany your mother-in-law out for a walk to relax? If you buy her a few pairs of shoes and bags to coax her, wouldn't the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law improve?"

Ling Zhao specializes in hand-sewing collars. The stitches are smooth and the golden silk threads look particularly textured and noble after hand-sewing.

She didn't say anything, and Xiao Jia returned to his workstation dejectedly, holding the coffee cup.

Mother Huo casually turned a page of the book and glanced at the clothes Ling Zhao was making.

It's obviously a men's suit style.

I heard that she would measure men's size herself and hug them.

Why didn’t I see before that she was so bold and wild?

Mother Huo stood up and walked over, snatched the semi-finished product from Ling Zhao's hand, took a look, and said coldly: "Why haven't I seen you make clothes for Yi Xiu so carefully before. Now you take advantage of the opportunity to hook up with people."

Several employees beside Ling Zhao heard it, exchanged glances with each other, and lowered their heads to work.

Ling Zhao took a deep breath, picked up the ruler and knocked on the table.

All the employees looked up at her. Ling Zhao wrote on the blackboard: [Holiday.]

Xiao Jia asked: "How many days off do you have? When do you go back to work?"

Ling Zhao wrote again: [When Mrs. Huo stops coming to the store, you will come to work. ]

After all, there are no customers coming, and once the orders are completed, there is nothing to do.

Another employee raised his hand and asked cautiously, "Will I get paid for my vacation?"

Ling Zhao glanced at her and wrote: [Mr. Huo will pay wages based on full attendance.]

"What about the performance commission?"

Ling Zhao glanced at Mrs. Huo and added: [Given by Mrs. Huo, the performance is based on last month.]

After she said this, the employees immediately packed their bags and went shopping and watching movies after get off work.

Huo's mother was furious. This woman wasted the money her son earned!

"Ling Zhao, why do you use my son's money to pay your employees? This is your store, you are responsible for the profit and loss!"

Ling Zhao's face was indifferent: [Just because Huo Yixiu is my husband, and he and I are husband and wife. Teacher Du has damaged my interests, and Huo Yixiu is the one who suffers. I hope Teacher Du can understand this.]

Mother Huo rummaged through her bag and suddenly threw out the household registration booklet: "The Huo family doesn't want to keep a scourge like you. You should divorce Yixiu. I will also delete your page from this side of the Huo family's booklet."

Ling Zhao stared at the brown household registration booklet in a daze.

For a long time, she was not on this household registration book.

Her surname is Ling and she has her own biological parents. The Huo family did not go through the adoption procedures for her, so it was difficult for her to even get a student record in school.

Later, she married Huo Yixiu and was finally registered as a member of the Huo family.

Back then, she was so happy because she had truly become a member of the Huo family, thinking that was a sense of belonging.

But she was wrong...

Ling Zhao looked at the household registration book for a long time, took the book and turned to the page that belonged to him.

Her name was Ling Zhao, and the name under spouse was Huo Yixiu.

Her fingertips gently brushed across the room, she smiled, and looked at Huo's mother: [Does Huo Yixiu agree? ]

Huo's mother had hit a wall with Huo Yixiu, so she came to force Ling Zhao. When she was asked this question, she was angry and said, "Aren't you the one who is pestering Yixiu and won't let go?"