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

Ling Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to the sour tone that came from nowhere, so he hung up the phone and sent him another message, telling him that Mrs. Xu already knew about the Li family dinner, and that Mrs. Li went to have tea with his mother.

She stated the facts normally, and as for what Huo Yixiu thought, that was his business.

Towards evening, Huo Yixiu arrived.

Holding the takeaway in his left hand and with his suit jacket draped over his right arm, he put down his jacket as he entered the room and placed the takeaway on the table.

Ling Zhao looked up, and Huo Yixiu said calmly: "The farm in Wang Village has been built. Let's go to the farm for a two-day vacation this weekend."

Ling Zhao watched him take food out of the bag and frowned slightly.

She and Huo Yixiu had been married for three years, but they had never had a honeymoon, let alone a vacation. The only time they had been together was when Yu Yang prepared a wedding anniversary for her, and the memory was not good.

Perhaps he wanted people to think that Mr. Huo and his wife had a good relationship and were not affected by any scandals.

She knew that it was useless for her to refuse. If she was unwilling to cooperate with what Huo Yixiu had decided, he would tie her up and take her with him.

"Go wash your hands." After opening the lid of the takeaway box, the man went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

He doesn't come to the store very often, but he is very familiar with it and treats it like his own shop.

Ling Zhao was sewing the last few stitches when Huo Yixiu came back from washing his hands. Seeing that she was still sitting there, he opened a wet tissue and grabbed her hand to wipe it.

He stood behind her, his chest against her back, his warm body temperature transmitting to her through the two thin pieces of cloth.

Ling Zhao's back was stiff. The man wiped one of her hands and then moved to the other, his posture was extremely natural.

Ling Zhao looked at his big hand holding hers, their arms almost touching.

Her arms were thin, making his arms look long, strong and powerful, but his movements were gentle and delicate.

The paper towel is cool and moist, making you feel comfortable after wiping.

But it reminded her of her previous life.

She had just given birth and was still in the hospital, she was physically weak and mentally lonely.

She looked at other couples. The woman couldn't take a bath right after giving birth, and she got angry because she was dirty, but her husband patiently brought her hot water to wipe her and make her happy.

How envious she was at that time. Although her husband also gave birth to a child, he ignored her.

And now, his gentleness and consideration were not genuine. He just couldn't force her to do things as before, so he had to coax her gently.

Seems redundant.

"What are you thinking about?" The man threw the tissue into the trash can and stuffed the chopsticks into her hand. Ling Zhao glanced at the chopsticks and said nothing.

Huo Yixiu glanced at her and suddenly said, "Tell me about Madam Xu's visit. Didn't you say that specifically because you wanted to see me?"

After saying that, he lowered his eyes, picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth to chew, very relaxed, as if he was chatting at the dinner table.

Ling Zhao didn't know where his confidence came from, and he felt that she wanted to see him.

[Mrs. Li invited me to dinner. I don't believe you don't know the reason. But Mrs. Xu told Teacher Du in advance. I'm worried that Teacher Du might not be able to bear it and would not accept the way Mrs. Li offered.]

Huo Yixiu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Mrs. Huo, are you worried about me?"

Ling Zhao lowered his eyelids: [I just don't want to be a tool that others deliberately use. ]

The cooperation between the Huo and Qin families has attracted many attention, and some people want to make trouble. Her relationship with Qin Zhan and the internal discord within the Huo family are the best entry points.

Besides, no matter what the relationship between Huo Yixiu and her is, the higher Huo Yixiu's status and position is, the better it will be for her, not any harm.

Even if they were divorced, people would still be a little wary of her because of her identity as Mr. Huo's ex-wife. This was also a protection for a mute.

There was a flash of disappointment in Huo Yixiu's eyes.

He thought Ling Zhao finally had the understanding of being a couple and was willing to stand by him...

The man put down his chopsticks, picked up the soup and started drinking.

After drinking half a bowl of wine in one breath, he said, "On the day of the Li family banquet, only the two of us will be present. My mother and Madam Li do not have overlapping social circles, so I will arrange for someone to accompany her on a trip for a few days on that day."

Ling Zhao was puzzled. Is it okay if Teacher Du doesn't go?

Huo Yixiu had other intentions, and said calmly: "The Li family cares about the conflict between Qin Zhan and me."

Huo's mother bore a grudge against Qin Zhan. Even though she gave face to Madam Li, Huo Yixiu didn't want her mother to be forced to bow her head because of power.

During those years, the Huo family was trampled underfoot. For the sake of this family, my mother, who was a senior teacher with a high social status, had to bow her head and curry favor with others.

Students' parents, colleagues, school leaders, leaders of the education system... For the sake of her father, she also had to put on a smile in front of his colleagues and clients, and agree to their requests for extra lessons that were against the rules.

There are too many times when I have to smile.

The Huo family has already risen to prominence and is no longer comparable to the past.

It was clearly Qin Zhan who had instigated that conflict. The person he was targeting was him!

There was a vicious look in the man's eyes.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Ling Zhao said nothing more.

Anyway, he won't do anything that will hurt himself.

After dinner, Ling Zhao thought Huo Yixiu could leave, but he said he would stay for the night.

He picked up the measuring tape from the bamboo basket where the needles and thread were placed: "Can you make me a set of clothes in three days?"

Ling Zhao's eyes almost rolled up to the sky.

When it was given to him before, he treated it as a rag. What would he wear now?

There are only three days, what can she do?

Ling Zhao pulled the measuring tape from his hand and put it back into the basket, telling him not to make trouble.

Huo Yixiu insisted.

He stood in front of her, opened his arms, and glared at her like a king: "Make a set of clothes, a branch store."

Ling Zhao's eyes moved slightly.

He actually saw through her plan?

Ling Zhao's ambition is not limited to this one store.

Her original plan was to open a high-end clothing store and accept orders from the rich and powerful. However, due to a small conflict with Mrs. Xu, she could only sell luxury goods to white-collar workers.

It’s not that it’s bad, and we’ve also received orders from powerful and famous people, but there’s still a gap.

Moreover, she still had some concerns about the list of customers introduced by Madam Xu, and felt that something was wrong...

Ling Zhao agreed to make clothes for him, took out a notebook, wrote down his name, and added the words "urgent".

Huo Yixiu looked at her: "No more?"

Ling Zhao: [What else do you want? ]

"No measurements?"

Ling Zhao glanced at him: [No need. I have your size.]

"That was in the past." The man held out his arms, not allowing her to skip this step.

In order to open a branch store, Ling Zhao had no choice but to pick up a tape measure.

She measured from his shoulders first.

He has broad shoulders, superior to other men.

Women naturally like men with broad shoulders because men with broad shoulders give women a sense of security and make them feel that they can rely on these shoulders.

He has long legs, thin legs, but strong and powerful, with excellent proportions. In ancient times, men with long and strong legs were good at hunting.

His arms were long and strong, so he could easily pick up a woman, and he could also hold her in his arms and give her the best tenderness...

Ling Zhao pursed his lips gently, suppressed the ripples in his heart, and held the pen to record his size.

Huo Yixiu looked at her and reminded her: "There are also waist, neck, and hip circumference."