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

But this reason was unilateral on his part and had nothing to do with Ling Zhao.

But it is related.

Fan Wenxin had supported and cared for him over the years, and had devoted herself to the company. He could not deny her everything just because of this mistake. He could only transfer her out of the core position first, and then slowly let her leave the company.

Replacing with Qiao Jingze was the best way he could think of to deal with Fan Wenxin. It was also the most gentle way that would not cause a big uproar.

But Huo Yixiu could say to Qiao Jingze and Fan Wenxin that he was no longer ashamed of them, but towards Ling Zhao, he only felt deeper guilt.

The only way he could give her the reasons he couldn't give her was to treat her better.

Huo Yixiu handed her a document and said, "This is the new store in Long Mansion. Jiang Shang may have mentioned it to you. I bought the store and used your name. When you are better, you can find a designer to plan it."

Ling Zhao looked at the document and didn't take it.

She looked at him mockingly: [If I remember correctly, we had a deal before, and you would support me in opening a more upscale store.]

But at that time it was not clear whether to rent or buy.

[Boss Huo is indeed rich. The land in Long Mansion is so expensive that it would be a great fortune for an ordinary boss to rent a store. But Boss Huo bought it as real estate and gave it to me.]

After she finished gesturing, she took out the document bag and opened it to confirm that it was the property ownership certificate of the shop, not a lease contract.

All the shops in Longfu Plaza belong to Longfu Real Estate Company. Even if you have money, you can't buy them, you can only rent them. Huo Yixiu must have used his connections to buy the shops.

It can be said that he put a lot of effort into it.

Ling Zhao put away the property ownership certificate.

Now that things have come to this, what else can she do?

He was reluctant to touch Fan Wenxin. If she didn't accept the store, she would suffer even greater losses.

Compensation is better than no compensation, and money is better than no money. In this life, Ling Zhao is no longer stupid, and he doesn't pretend to be noble.

Huo Yixiu still felt bad when he saw her put away the documents.

"Are you blaming me?"

Ling Zhao glanced at him, holding the file bag in her arms like a treasure. She said: [Please do this kind of justice more often in the future. My reputation is not important.]

She is more realistic.

It is better to have money than to have no money, and money is better than a man.

reputation?

Her reputation was merely a tool he used to weigh the pros and cons.

As his wife, it seemed that all she could have were money and the position of Mrs. Huo.

Huo Yixiu looked at her expression and felt that she was getting further away from him. This realization startled him and he held her hand: "Ling Zhao..."

Ling Zhao didn't shake off his hand, nor did he hold his hand back, interlocking their fingers.

The intimate action of interlocking fingers is only done by two people who are in love.

If she didn't, there was no need to respond to him.

Huo Yixiu held her small hand in his palm. Her hand was so small that he could wrap her completely with just a squeeze, but he felt that her hand was so cold that he couldn't warm it up no matter how hard he tried.

That night, Huo Yixiu tossed and turned and slept restlessly.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in the darkness, with Ling Zhaoqing's cold and mocking face appearing in his mind.

After the Huo family encountered misfortune, he always felt that his world had fallen from the clouds to hell, full of pain. His ability to love disappeared, like an emotionless machine, and he only wanted to change his world back.

He could no longer rely on his father to be Master Huo, so he had to rely on himself to be Mr. Huo.

But when he had everything, the word "interest" became the scale on which he weighed everything, and his ability to love did not return.

Even if he was given another chance in this life, even if he realized how important Ling Zhao was to him, he still let her down.

The man's breathing became heavy.

After a while, he suddenly stood up, but walked lightly to Ling Zhao's room.

Because of her throat, Ling Zhao did not sleep soundly. Huo Yixiu took off his slippers at the door and walked barefoot to her side without making any sound.

I looked at her quietly for a long time, and my surging thoughts gradually calmed down.

He went back to the next bedroom barefoot.

At dawn, he was still asleep when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

The cousin held a piece of paper and said to him, "Mr. Huo, the wife is gone. Look, this is her message!"

Huo Yixiu took the thin paper and read it. It said: [Huo Yixiu, you really disappoint me, and I no longer have any expectations of you. I am starting over, not to be tortured by you again, I want to live my own life. Huo Yixiu, you don't want to divorce, but I can be a woman without a husband. Don't come to me, I wish you well.]

Below is Ling Zhao’s signature.

Huo Yixiu held the paper tightly, feeling angry and anxious. He searched the entire villa and asked Jiang Shang to contact various transportation departments to find Ling Zhao's whereabouts.

How could he not look for her, after he realized how much she meant to him?

Huo Yixiu went to search Ling Zhao's room himself.

The property certificate of the shop he gave her was gone, and all the valuables were taken away by her, leaving only her wedding ring.

The golden phoenix feather ring made by his great-grandfather himself.

Huo Yixiu held the ring tightly in his palm.

My cousin stood at the door and cried, "Mr. Huo, you made your wife sad. She never wanted to come back. This is the retribution you deserve! She is your wife, your family, and the best person to you."

"Your way of being nice to your family and to her is to let her suffer. How about being nice to outsiders?"

"If I were your family, I wouldn't be able to handle it either, and I would leave you, too."

Huo Yixiu gripped the ring even tighter, almost embedding it into the flesh of his palm.

No, Ling Zhao is gone. What about her surgery? Will she not receive treatment?

The man on the bed seemed to be in a nightmare, his head rubbing against the pillow and his whole body covered in cold sweat.

My eyes suddenly opened, but everything in front of me was still pitch black.

It's a dream.

He took a short breath, wiped the sweat off his forehead, then half-raised his arm and stared at the golden dragon ring on his finger.

In the pitch-black air, the ring emitted a faint golden light.

Huo Yixiu took a deep breath, stood up again, and walked to Ling Zhao's room.

She was still asleep. Huo Yixiu looked at her for a while, gently lifted a corner of the quilt, and pulled her hand out.

Delicate hands, no trace of rings.

In her previous life, Ling Zhao felt that the wedding ring of the Huo family's great grandfather was too precious and she was reluctant to wear it, so she always used an ordinary ring instead. Only when she attended important occasions with Huo Yixiu would she wear the phoenix feather wedding ring.

Huo Yixiu stared at her hand for a long time, remembering that in this life, Ling Zhao would only wear that ring when attending banquets. But she rarely wore the ring at other times, and when she did, she only wore it on other fingers.

How come he had only just noticed this subtle change now?

He caressed her hand gently, then quietly lay down beside her and held her in his arms.

The next day, Ling Zhao found himself waking up in Huo Yixiu's arms, which was incredible.

They have been sleeping in separate rooms for a long time, and sometimes even when they have sex, they sleep separately afterward.

Since her surgery, she has become a light sleeper and is more reluctant to sleep with other people around her.

When did he come in? Why didn't she feel anything?