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

Huo Yixiu glanced at the bracelet and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he bent down and picked up the chain, lowering his eyes and said, "Ling Zhao, I have something to tell you."

His expression was cold and his tone was indifferent, which made people feel that what he was going to talk about next was a very serious topic.

But what was the topic that stopped him from getting angry with her?

Divorce?

Ling Zhao's throat slid up and down, and her breathing became deeper. Huo Yixiu held her shoulders and pressed her to sit on the sofa.

He put the bracelet aside, poured two glasses of water, turned to her and asked, "Would you like hot or cold drink?"

He seldom asked her what she thought in this way. Ling Zhao was surprised by his sudden change and said it didn't matter.

Huo Yixiu got up, went to the kitchen, got a box of ice cream, and helped her open the lid.

Ling Zhao looked at the box of ice cream, but didn't dare to touch it easily.

Huo Yixiu said: "Take a bite first."

Does this mean she should calm down?

Ling Zhao looked at him suspiciously, then carefully scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

The ice cream was very cold, and her mouth felt cool. She looked at him, indicating that she could enter the whole.

Huo Yixiu stared into her eyes and said in a deep voice: "You want to clear your suspicion. But before that, I want to confirm one thing first."

Ling Zhao's heart sank as he heard his tone: [What's the matter?]

Huo Yixiu looked at her seriously and pondered for a few seconds: "You, are you reborn?"

Although he had felt it long ago and was sure that she was reborn like him, today, when he picked Qin Xie up and talked about the child, he felt her body stiffen and her fingers suddenly clenched.

And there was a flash of resentment in her eyes.

This made him more certain that she was reborn.

And her hatred is most likely related to the child.

If Ling Zhaowei was avenging her from her previous life for the sake of the child, then she had even more reason to leak the information.

She hated him so much that she wanted to kill him, and she had a more specific reason.

The man's voice fell, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Ling Zhao opened his eyes wide and his body couldn't stop shaking slightly.

She didn't know whether it was fear or excessive emotion.

He used the word "rebirth", which means that he was also reborn?

She had her suspicions, but she didn't want to believe them.

The blood in her body was boiling, and Ling Zhao's mind went blank. She looked at the ice cream, scooped a big spoonful and put it into her mouth.

The cool taste calmed her boiling blood a little.

She held the ice in her mouth, waiting for it to melt in her mouth and calm her down completely.

[You already knew that I was reborn, and you too? ]

Her eyes misted over and her lips trembled slightly.

In her previous life, he threw her into a nursing home and ignored her. She never saw him again until her death.

When she first went to the sanatorium, she wanted to leave like crazy. She wanted to see him and ask him why he locked her up. Since he loved Fan Wenxin, she was willing to help them.

She could let it go without them having an affair without telling her and making a fool of her. As long as they returned the child to her, she wouldn't bother them at all.

She cried and made a fuss, but all she got in return was injection after injection of sedative.

At that time, she felt like a mad pig. She was held down and tied up by them. She looked at the needle piercing into her body in despair. Before she fell asleep, her mind was full of what she wanted to say to him.

She had a lot of things she wanted to say to him and Fan Wenxin, scolding them for being such a ruthless person and saying they should go to hell!

She also thought about death, and wondered if she could see him before she died and ask him why he treated her like this, so that she could die with a clear conscience.

As the days passed, she was exhausted and had no energy to make a fuss. She just watched the sun rise and set numbly.

Watching the heavy rain and the flying snow.

The flowers of the magnolia tree in front of the window bloomed and then faded.

Year by year.

She wondered how old her daughter must be now, whether she was afraid of thunder, and whether anyone would protect her.

When did she learn to talk? When did she learn to walk? How many teeth does she have?

Why hasn't he come to see her yet?

Did he come after she died? Did he do something wrong to her and was afraid to see her?

In the last few days before her death, she had only one thing on her mind.

She no longer even missed her daughter. She only wanted to stop being Huo Yixiu's wife and not have his name on her tombstone.

Tears rolled down his face. The questions that had been repeating in his mind over and over again in his previous life were now squeezed at the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

She just shed tears and let him see the pain she had gone through in her previous life.

Huo Yixiu's lips trembled and she raised her hand to wipe her tears. Ling Zhao turned his head away, refusing his approach.

She hated him, hated him all the time!

Huo Yixiu's hands were suspended in the air, his brows slightly furrowed. He smiled bitterly, "You're not going to stab me again, are you?" Staring at her, he asked again, "When were you reborn?"

The ice cream in Ling Zhao's hand melted into water, and his palms felt icy cold.

She wondered how he managed to stay so calm.

Yes, he is Huo Yixiu, who is always calm and composed, looking at everyone and everything with sharp, all-seeing eyes.

Ling Zhao took a deep breath, put the ice cream box on the coffee table, and gestured with his fingers: [When did you know that I was reborn? ]

She asked instead of answering, no longer letting him lead her by the nose.

Huo Yixiu was silent for a moment: "You don't have any opinions..."

Halfway through his words, Ling Zhao glared at him angrily, and the man changed his words, "You were very obedient, gentle and kind to everyone. The same was true for Fan Wenxin. You treated her as a sister and were never dissatisfied with her arrangements."

Ling Zhao sneered.

It turned out that in his eyes, she was a person without her own opinion.

To say that one has no opinion is so extraordinary, haha, obedient? Gentle and kind?

Aren't you just cowering and feeling inferior because of their disdain, not daring to say "no" or to express any dissatisfaction?

Huo Yixiu looked at her sneer and felt like something was stabbing his heart.

Her sneer was so sharp that he dared not look directly at her.

He pursed his lips and continued, "But when it came to choosing a maid, you insisted on using Yu Yang's cousin. You had a falling out with Fan Wenxin and didn't want her to get close to you. You opposed everything she said."

"But before your unusual behavior, Fan Wenxin treated you the same as before, and your resistance to her stood out."

"And to me..." The man's expression turned strange.

It is easy to talk about others, but it is difficult to organize the words when talking about yourself.

"You used to... look forward to seeing me every day, and you never talked about divorce. You were afraid to leave the Huo family, and you respected my mother very much."

In fact, Huo Yixiu didn’t know Ling Zhao in his previous life.

This is how Ling Zhao looked in his eyes, silent and with no sense of existence.

She cooked delicious meals, brewed coffee to his liking, and kept the house clean.

Ziqing Garden was her world. She didn't like socializing. She would hide behind him when attending banquets with him. Of course, he didn't need her to communicate with others using sign language.

In his memory, there was her little figure hiding in the attic and peeking at him, and she silently brought a bowl of midnight snack and a cup of coffee to his study.

And... with her face red as if bleeding, she wore sexy lingerie to seduce him, asking him to sleep with her, saying that she wanted to have a child.