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

"Heh..." Fan Wenxin laughed mockingly, "Promise?"

"Yi Xiu, how many years have we been running the company? How many people have you met?"

In business, credibility is important and a promise is worth a thousand gold.

But businessmen also value maximum profit. In order to generate the highest profit with the lowest cost, they have used all means. How cheap is the word "integrity" at this time?

Not to mention how wealthy those bosses are and how insignificant their promises to their wives are.

At this time, the relationship between husband and wife is just a business, and the harmony between husband and wife is an illusion. It is just that the interests are inseparable.

Fan Wenxin didn't believe that Huo Yixiu would stay with Ling Zhao just because of a marriage certificate.

He had no feelings for her at all.

"Yi Xiu, are you doing this because of the promise, or because..." She looked straight at the man with dark eyes, "because you are atonement for your father's sins?"

Huo Yixiu's eyes suddenly sank, as if he was unwilling to continue on this topic, and said in a deep voice: "What is the relationship between me and Ling Zhao has nothing to do with you. I also hope that you are just a secretary. The previous things are over long ago."

The ending tone is heavy, as if there is regret, and as if the past can no longer be retrieved.

Fan Wenxin's eyes were misty, and her lips trembled: "You have never said such cruel words to me. You said this to me for Ling Zhao?"

"I'm doing this for your own good!" She raised her voice excitedly. She ignored the people around her looking at her. "Do you love her?"

Huo Yixiu pressed his lips and did not respond. Fan Wenxin asked again: "Do you love her?"

The man clenched his fist and became angry: "Fan Wenxin!"

"You don't love her." Fan Wenxin said sarcastically with red eyes, but also relieved. "Yi Xiu, you know that for a woman, a loveless marriage is the same as a grave. Your so-called promise is just to trap her in the grave."

"But my feelings for you have never changed. I like you and have always liked you... I know you have feelings for me too. It's only because of Ling Zhao that you had to close your feelings."

"This is unfair to me." Tears rolled down her cheeks and Fan Wenxin took a big gulp of Coke.

Carbonic acid exploded in her mouth, just like her mood at the moment.

What happy water? She is not happy at all.

This was not the kind of conversation she wanted. What she wanted was the kind where the two of them could go to a hotel and get a room.

She didn't care, not at all.

Why should two men and women who are in love with each other be burdened by the mundane world?

"Yixiu..." Fan Wenxin reached out and held Huo Yixiu's hand, "Don't say that to me..."

The man lowered his eyes and looked at his two folded hands. There were soft sobbing sounds in the air.

After a few seconds, the man pulled his hand back: "It's late, I'll take you home."

Fan Wenxin slumped in the chair, and suddenly, she pushed down the pile of books and materials.

The huge noise attracted many people's attention, even the librarian came over.

"Miss, the books here are shared by everyone. You have violated..." Before he could finish his words, Fan Wenxin interrupted him rudely, "What do you mean by shared? I will buy them all!"

Her rudeness made the administrator frown: "Sorry, these books are private collections imported into our library, and they are not for sale!"

Huo Yixiu frowned and said a few words to the administrator. The administrator's expression eased a little, and he picked up all the books and took them away without arguing with Fan Wenxin anymore.

Huo Yixiu picked up Fan Wenxin's bag and said, "Let's go."

Fan Wenxin glared at him resentfully for a while before following him.

When she got in the car, she sat upright and refused to fasten her seat belt.

Huo Yixiu was steering the wheel, looking at her with his head tilted. Fan Wenxin turned her head to look out the window, wiping away tears.

The man took a deep breath, reached into the storage compartment and took out a pack of cigarettes, with only one cigarette left.

He bit his lip and lit the cigarette.

There was a faint smell of cigarette smoke that filled the carriage.

Fan Wenxin suddenly turned around, took the cigarette from his lips, and put it in her own mouth. She took a big puff of the cigarette, choking and coughing, tears came out.

Huo Yixiu frowned, raised his hand and patted her on the back, whispering: "Wen Xin, why do you have to..."

Fan Wenxin threw herself into his arms and cried bitterly: "Why are you so cruel to me... For so many years, I have been the one who has been with you, and I have been the one who has been with you through thick and thin. Why... Why do you want me to stop loving you with just one promise..."

"I don't believe it. I don't believe you can have no feelings for me..."

She got angry, ruffled his clothes and kissed him hard.

Huo Yixiu held her down and held her arm tightly: "Fan Wenxin, you are not drunk!"

"Yes, I'm not drunk, so I'm sober now! I remember that on your wedding anniversary, you went to Huaicheng, but when you heard that I was injured, you came back to see me immediately. You stayed with me in the hospital all night. Do you dare to say that you don't like me? If you didn't like me, would you leave Ling Zhao?"

"I also remember that night in the hotel, you touched my breasts, do you dare to say that you didn't feel anything? Don't you want to have sex with me?"

The man's breathing was low. Fan Wenxin held his hand and put his hand on her chest again, pressing him and kneading it, and smiled softly: "How does it feel?"

Huo Yixiu's eyebrows were twisted into knots. He looked at the woman who was in madness and despair, and slowly leaned forward.

Fan Wenxin's heart started beating wildly.

It turned out that he had feelings for her.

This feeling did not fade away because he got married. He was just suppressing it and trying to stop himself from missing her.

She closed her eyes, tilted her neck back, and prepared to take on his outburst of desire.

Because her eyes were closed, she could feel his breath more clearly. It was hot with a light scent of cigarettes, the smell she liked.

She also clearly felt his body almost pressed against hers.

She shuddered slightly with excitement.

However, the long-awaited kiss did not come, and a slight clicking sound was heard.

Fan Wenxin opened her eyes and saw Huo Yixiu raising his body. Her eyes were as cold as water. "I'll take you back."

She looked down at the fastened seat belt and a strong feeling of humiliation came over her.

She unbuckled her seat belt angrily: "Huo Yixiu, I hate you!"

Fan Wenxin jumped out of the car, without even taking her bag, and ran away crying.

The car lights shone brightly in the distance. Huo Yixiu sat in the car, watching the woman gradually running away, with no expression on his face.

The feelings disappeared the moment we got married in the previous life.

He had already lost the ability to love, so why hurt another woman? It would be better to let her leave earlier and find her own happiness, rather than waiting for a long time.

In his previous life, Huo Yixiu did not marry Fan Wenxin, and Fan Wenxin did not marry either.

She is single, but she lives a wonderful life. She is rich and powerful, and has many handsome men around her. She moves between different types of men, and when she gets tired of them, she moves on to the next one.

As to whether she got married after his death, he didn't know.

Huo Yixiu used to think that she liked that kind of life, but now he thinks that she was actually waiting for him.