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

Unfortunately, Ling Zhao did not think deeply about what he wanted to express, but just looked at his own results.

In any case, the clothes she made became a hot topic, and Lingji was able to survive again.

Seeing her excited look, Huo Yixiu said nothing more.

After entering the inner field, Ling Zhao looked around casually while looking for someone.

"What are you looking at?" Huo Yixiu handed over the drink. When Ling Zhao reached out to take it, his arm retracted.

A familiar routine that has been played out in the study.

Ling Zhao looked at him. With so many people around, he wouldn't try the same trick, would he?

The man held the cup, his eyes indifferent. He just wanted her to say who she was looking for. Ling Zhao pursed his lips. He was so smart, couldn't he guess it now?

Ling Zhao turned his head away, not wanting to answer him, nor caring about drinking the glass of water.

She took the wine glass and held it in her hand so that she could socialize with others later.

She didn't see Fan Wenxin at the venue, and didn't know whether she didn't come or would not come.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is considered an important event of the year. Given Fan Wenxin's passion for banquets, she must come.

But this year is different.

Ling Zhao glanced sideways at Huo Yixiu.

If Fan Wenxin was pregnant with his child, she would not be able to hold back. Even if it could not be made public, he would have to stimulate her secretly, and then vaguely indicate that she had a close relationship with Huo Yixiu, in preparation for his future promotion.

At this time, Fan Wenxin has not shown up yet, unless... Huo Yixiu is suppressing her and not letting her come?

"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo, I haven't seen you two at the banquet for a while." Mrs. Xu came over to greet them with Mr. Xu's arm, still smiling at Ling Zhao, "This banquet is boring without you two, it's not fresh enough."

Huo Yixiu responded: "It doesn't matter if anyone is missing from the banquet, but it will definitely be lively if Madam Xu is here."

Madam Xu smiled softly and glanced at Ling Zhao: "Zhao Zhao, when did you start working with celebrities? No wonder you don't want to have tea with us ladies."

Before Lingji opened, Ling Zhao wanted to invite these ladies to support her, but unfortunately Mrs. Xu's schedule conflicted with hers and she accidentally offended her. Afterwards, Mrs. Xu brought her sisters to show her support and ordered a dozen pieces of clothing.

Ling Zhao still remembers what Madam Xu said on the spot, and always feels that Madam Xu is not that kind.

Huo Yixiu helped Ling Zhao get the wine glass, and Ling Zhao gestured with his fingers: [It’s not cooperation, it’s just a coincidence. ]

There were more and more people in the venue, and she was the only one who was using sign language, so many eyes were looking at her.

Mrs. Xu glanced at her fingers and pretended not to understand: "What are you talking about? Sorry I don't understand. Hey, why am I chatting with you when I know it's inconvenient for you."

As he spoke, he looked around Huo Yixiu and asked with a smile, "Where is Secretary Fan? I remember that when Mr. Huo attended the banquet, he must have brought that cunning guy with him. The three of you have always been a beautiful sight at the party."

Ling Zhao pursed his lips, not wanting to laugh, but he still had to remain decent and try hard to keep smiling.

Huo Yixiu was calmer than her. He calmly placed the drink cup to Ling Zhao's lips. Ling Zhao took a sip of the drink from his hand and looked at him.

"Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo have a really good relationship." A newly married rich second-generation couple walked over hand in hand. The rich second-generation couple was already in their forties, and they married a young wife who was in her twenties.

But even so, they didn't look as loving as Huo Yixiu feeding his wife water with his own hands.

This dispelled the previous rumors and proved that Mr. Huo had always doted on Mrs. Huo. Those rumors only strengthened their relationship.

Ling Zhao glanced at Huo Yixiu and curled up the corners of his lips in a cooperative smile.

Mrs. Xu and Mr. Xu were in a bad situation, so the couple went to entertain other people. After they left, Ling Zhao took out his phone from his handbag and typed on the screen: [Why is she so petty? She keeps picking on us for a small matter. ]

Is it her fault that Qin Zhan didn't give her face?

Huo Yixiu curled his lips and said, "She is not only concerned about the fact that Mr. Qin did not give her face. It is also related to Mr. Xu."

Ling Zhao recalled that Madam Xu had brought a few noble ladies to the store some time ago, and he understood what Madam Xu cared about more.

Mr. Xu also has shares in Junhai, but after Huo Yixiu completely took control of Junhai, Mr. Xu's shares were no longer enough.

The better the momentum of Junhai, the higher Huo Yixiu's status in Nancheng will be. As a powerful old-school family with a stable and high status, the Xu family will be threatened.

Huo Yixiu looked at what she expressed on the phone, smiled faintly, held the wine glass and handed it to her lips: "Drink a little more?"

Ling Zhao turned his head and raised his chin to the front. Another business person came to greet Huo Yixiu. Ling Zhao really felt bored with this kind of socializing, but he was still concerned about Lingji, so he found a secluded corner and sat down.

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet, and someone had already found out that the clothing came from Ling Zhao's handmade clothing workshop.

There happened to be a few white-collar workers who were also fans of Si Xingyue, so they introduced Lingji’s clothing.

This wave of advertising was very successful. I guess she won’t have to worry about Lingji’s future orders.

Ling Zhao was in a good mood and was drinking from his glass.

What you drink is not wine, but it is better than wine.

I still need my career to improve so that I can feel good.

"Mrs. Huo." A smartly dressed woman clinked her wine glass with hers in the air, then sat down opposite her.

Ling Zhao looked at her in confusion. She was not some noble lady, and he had never seen her in the socialite circle.

The woman smiled and said, "I'm Si Xingyue's agent. Everyone calls me Sister Li." She handed over her business card. "What do you think of the advertising campaign that A Yue has given you, Mrs. Huo?"

Ling Zhao held the business card in his hand, and the woman smiled and said, "I forgot that Mrs. Huo is not very good at talking. But you can listen to me."

She straightened her clothes and spoke quickly: "Ayue is an artist. Not to mention the clothes he wears, even a single Weibo post he makes can bring in huge traffic and generate huge benefits."

"But Ah Yue asked to wear clothes designed by Mrs. Huo at such an important time. Although he didn't wear it directly on the red carpet, he was wearing Armani today. His action is equivalent to putting Mrs. Huo's brand on the same level as Armani."

"Mrs. Huo..." The agent held the wine glass, his thick eyelashes drooped, and he looked embarrassed.

Ling Zhao waited for her to continue. The agent smiled awkwardly and said, "To be honest, Mrs. Huo's brand can't even be called a brand. It can't be compared with Armani at all."

"The brand is very unhappy because of Ayue's action. His endorsement is on hold, and other luxury brands may have to extend their probation period for him. This has a huge impact on him."

After listening to her say so much, Ling Zhao vaguely understood what she meant.

She dipped her finger in the drink and wrote on the table: [What is your appeal? ]