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

Huo Yixiu left with the equity transfer document signed by Qiao Jingze.

Fan Wenxin walked out from behind another door, her entire face pale.

She was with Qiao Jingze last night.

This is what Qiao Jingze agreed to do to cover for her, and this is what she needs to pay.

She sat down absentmindedly, not even noticing what she put into her mouth.

Qiao Jingze took the tissue from her hand and handed her a piece of bread: "Did you hear everything?"

"Yeah." Fan Wenxin came back to her senses and returned to her usual arrogant and capable self. She said, "Why did you have to tell him that? He can't possibly fall in love with Ling Zhao, the mute."

Qiao Jingze frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this sentence would be the one that she reacted to the most.

"Fan Wenxin, you should wake up."

"Sober?" Fan Wenxin suddenly became excited and raised her voice, "I have always been sober. It is precisely because I can see that he values ​​power as much as I do that I know what he needs most, and that is why I chose him."

"A woman like Ling Zhao is very boring. He is just still trapped in his own circle and can't get out of it. He thinks he can't let go of him."

"Speaking of feelings, doesn't Huo Yixiu have any for me? You didn't realize that when you asked him to stop pursuing me, he agreed so easily. Haha, you haven't seen him being so petty."

"When Junhai was first established, someone secretly sold the software we developed together. It was originally intended to be sold for cash. When Huo Yixiu found out, no matter how the man begged for mercy or his family members came to plead for him, he didn't give them any face and sent the man to jail for three years. Until now, that man can't find a job because of his criminal record."

"You said Huo Yixiu has no feelings for me. Would he let it go so easily?"

Fan Wenxin shook her head: "He has feelings for me, so he doesn't want to do anything to me. He asked me to be in charge of the decoration of the new building. It seems that he is undermining me, but in fact, he is protecting me."

She smiled again and gently stroked her belly.

Qiao Jingze's expression changed: "What do you want to do now?"

Fan Wenxin turned her head to look at him: "Tell me, if Ling Zhao knew that I was pregnant with Huo Yixiu's child, would she still live with Huo Yixiu? Would Huo Yixiu still be determined to let Ling Zhao be his wife?"

"You are crazy!"

It's not like she hasn't done something like admitting she's pregnant before.

"Have you forgotten? Last time you said you were pregnant with his child, did Huo Yixiu admit it?" Qiao Jingze reminded her not to use his child to plant on someone else.

Until now, regarding Fan Wenxin's miscarriage, some people are still discussing who the man was.

It doesn’t matter whether Huo Yixiu slept with her or not.

Fan Wenxin smiled and said, "But he didn't deny it." At least at the beginning, he didn't deny it.

"I don't need Huo Yixiu to admit it. I just want Ling Zhao to believe that I'm really pregnant. That's all."

……

Qiao Jingze withdrew from the ranks of Junhai Technology shareholders with zero shareholding, and all his original shares were transferred to Huo Yixiu. From then on, Huo Yixiu personally owned absolute controlling rights of Junhai.

The outside world interpreted this as, although the last attempt by the vice president to force abdication failed, Huo Yixiu had developed a sense of crisis and strengthened his control over Junhai Technology.

Qiao Jingze and Huo Yixiu have been friends for many years. His generous gift of equity was a compensation for his last support for Liu Yang, or he left because of the internal strife in Junhai, which became another topic of conversation among the people.

But this kind of talk is far less memorable than the domineering CEO scandal, and it loses its popularity in a few days.

The leak of secrets was truly a case of taking it easy.

Ling Zhao watched the news which was gradually losing its heat. As the anesthetic took effect, his phone fell beside the bed.

The nurse pushed her into the operating room.

This day was the day Ling Zhao had his first surgery.

The operation was to remove the growth on her vocal cords.

Huo Yixiu picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground, glanced at the news headline on it, put the phone in his pocket, and followed the bed to the outside of the operating room.

For the first time, I knew what it felt like to wait anxiously outside the operating room.

He paced back and forth, looking up at the surgical light from time to time.

Professor Tong said that this was just a minor operation, so there was no need to be nervous. What happened next was the key. As a family member, he should relax first and not put pressure on Ling Zhao, because she herself was under greater pressure.

Huo Yixiu took a deep breath, rubbed his arms, and squeezed his muscles.

At this moment, Qin Zhan suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.

Huo Yixiu frowned: "What are you doing here?"

Qin Zhan was relaxed, and his lips curled up: "Ling Zhao is my 'good' friend. I want to come and cheer her up. Do I need your consent?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "good", but Huo Yixiu didn't give him a good look and turned his head away.

He only cares about Ling Zhao and doesn't need to pay attention to this second-generation rich kid.

But Huo Yixiu wanted to ignore it, but Qin Zhan tried to make his presence felt.

He sat down, took out a pack of cigarettes, saw the no-smoking sign on the wall, but still put the cigarette to his lips.

A nurse happened to pass by and saw him smoking. She glared at him and tried to stop him: "Sir, you can't smoke here. Please restrain yourself."

Qin Zhan took the cigarette from his lips, flicked it, and said softly, "Quit smoking candy."

The nurse coughed lightly and said stiffly, "That's fine."

She had other work to do, but was stopped by Huo Yixiu: "How did the operation go?"

Ling Zhao was admitted to the hospital two days ago to prepare for the operation. Mr. Huo took time out of his busy schedule to put down his work and accompany him. The entire nurses station envied the good relationship between Mr. and Mrs. Huo.

The nurse smiled and said, "Professor Tong is the lead surgeon and Dr. Wen is the assistant. There is no need to worry about this operation."

Qin Zhan, who was sitting on a chair, rolled his eyes and looked at Huo Yixiu, chewing gum with relish.

"...Then what are you doing here?" Huo Yixiu was a little dissatisfied. Before the operation, weren't the medical equipment and drugs ready?

The nurse said, "It's almost over inside. I'll go to the ward to prepare in advance. Mr. Huo, if you keep interrupting me, Mrs. Huo will come out soon and you'll have to wait outside the ward."

Huo Yixiu quickly took a step back and motioned for her to leave.

Qin Zhan sighed, and imitated the nurse's words, pinching his voice and saying, "Mr. Huo is so nice to Mrs. Huo. He is so nervous about a small operation."

Huo Yixiu didn't even look at him, but raised his head to stare at the operating light. Qin Zhan's voice returned to him, and he said mockingly, "Does Mr. Huo really care about Ling Zhao, or is he guilty of making an unfair choice and must act so nervous?"

Huo Yixiu's eyes turned cold and he looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Qin Zhan opened his arms and tapped the armrest of the chair with one hand, making a tapping sound.

"Mr. Huo is lucky. He has a noble person to help him. You were collectively impeached by the directors at the regular meeting, and Ling Zhao used her connections to keep you safe. This time, Director Qiao generously gave up his shares."

"Such a big leak... Mr. Huo turned out to be the final winner." Qin Zhan shook his head sarcastically, then stared straight at Huo Yixiu, "Mr. Huo, did Director Qiao give up his shares as compensation for betrayal, or was it for some other reason?"

Huo Yixiu tightened his jaw and said in a cold voice: "You are just a partner on a project. The internal management of Junhai Technology has nothing to do with you."

Qin Zhan smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with me, but does it have anything to do with Ling Zhao?"

Huo Yixiu's eyes moved, and a cold light flashed. At this time, the door of the operating room opened.

Ling Zhao was lying on the hospital bed and was pushed out by someone.

Professor Tong strode out from behind, without even telling Huo Yixiu about the operation, and walked straight past them back to his lounge.

Wen Mingrui took off his mask and said calmly to Huo Yixiu: "The operation was very successful. All the growths attached to the vocal cords were removed. After she rests for a while, we can have a second operation."

Huo Yixiu nodded and looked at the sleeping Ling Zhao.

Her anesthesia had not yet completely worn off.

But it looks good.

Wen Mingrui looked at Huo Yixiu, moved his lips, and when he saw Qin Zhan sitting on the side, he suppressed the words he had not said.

He said: "The operation was successful, but the next one is more critical. Let Ling Zhao stay relaxed and don't give her any stimulation. Do you understand?"