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

Qiao Jingze went to the hospital to visit Fan Wenxin.

Her face was gray and she looked as haggard as a withered flower. She no longer had the beauty and charm she once had.

"Are you here to laugh at me?" Fan Wenxin raised her eyelids, tears glistening in her lifeless eyes.

After all, she was the woman he loved. Qiao Jingze felt a little sad to see her looking so haggard.

But I can't sympathize with her failure.

"The winner takes it all, and you lost to Ling Zhao." He picked up an orange, cut it into several pieces with a knife, peeled it, put the clean orange flesh on a plate, and handed it to her.

Fan Wenxin took a look and didn't answer, his eyes showing annoyance.

Isn’t this a joke?

He chose this time to visit her, wasn't it just to see how badly she lost?

"Qiao Jingze, what do you want to hear? Listen to me say that I regret doing this? Did I make the wrong choice?"

If she had married into the Qiao family while pregnant after she was found out, she would now be the third wife of the Qiao family, and would not have ended up like this, alone in the ward, with no one to surround her and praise her.

"I don't regret it!" Fan Wenxin clenched her fingers, "Qiao Jingze, do you know why I didn't agree to your pursuit and become your woman?"

"Because you're only interested in me because you didn't get me. But Huo Yixiu is different. His sense of achievement is not based on winning a woman's heart."

"Because you are not the heir of the Qiao family, even if I follow you, you will have other women in the end. And I don't want to be inferior to others in your Qiao family. I can only flatter your brothers, sisters-in-law, uncles and uncles in exchange for a living space. Huo Yixiu and I can be on an equal footing and be flattered as my Miss Fan. Why should I be bullied by others?"

"I only lost because I lost Huo Yixiu's heart. I didn't lose to Ling Zhao!"

At the end of his speech, Fan Wenxin pinched his palms with his nails, and trickles of blood oozed out.

That long string of words used up all the oxygen in her chest. She spread out her palms to breathe, and her face turned a sickly red.

She has no regrets.

She just couldn't accept that she would lose to a useless mute.

What went wrong? Why did Huo Yixiu no longer favor her?

Even if he knew that she framed Ling Zhao, he should have been understanding and forgiven her for their past relationship.

Huo Yixiu would not be hard-hearted towards her.

Fan Wenxin remembered something and dialed Huo Yixiu's number with trembling hands.

The bell rang again and again, and she was waiting.

But until the ringing stopped, no one answered the call.

Fan Wenxin leaned dejectedly on the pillow, looking blankly ahead, his lips moving as he said something.

Listening carefully, I could barely make out what she said: "He is just angry. When he calms down, he will forgive me... In this world, there is no one who loves him more than I do..."

Qiao Jingze slowly finished eating the orange she had peeled. The sound of the plate falling back onto the bedside table interrupted her muttering.

She looked over with her empty eyes, and Qiao Jingze's expression was unusually cold.

He said: "Do you know why I was attracted to you back then?"

"Because you looked not only beautiful, but also energetic and confident, as if you could control the whole world as long as you wanted. But at that time you were just a college student, and your family had a little money, but not a lot of money."

There are many girls like this in college.

Their family background allows them to easily come into contact with high-level people. Their beautiful young faces and enchanting figures are their weapons to find rich second-generation boyfriends.

In this way, they can obtain many resources and wealth that were originally difficult to obtain.

"...You are different from those women, and you are different from me. It is rare to see someone who has brains and is willing to use his abilities to change his social class. From admiration to liking, but I have never thought of possessing you."

"You offered yourself voluntarily. After the first time, I was wondering whether your so-called love for Huo Yixiu was genuine or just for your possessiveness."

"Actually, Huo Yixiu is quite a man. He didn't let you sleep with him just for a few orders or investors. Even at the dinner table, he would drink for you. But you..."

Qiao Jingze bent down and looked into her eyes: "You have desires."

She had desires but couldn't seduce Huo Yixiu to sleep with her, so she pretended to be drunk and got together with him. She gave him some sweet treats to keep him hooked and asked him to help her with some personal matters.

From that time on, Qiao Jingze's love for Fan Wenxin changed.

She became a dramatic actress, directing and acting in her own self-righteous drama. For Huo Yixiu, she was willing to sell out the interests of the company and herself.

The Qiao family would definitely not accept such a woman.

"I thought you were very ambitious and wanted the whole world. But it turns out you just want the position of Mrs. Huo..."

Qiao Jingze shook his head. There was no point in saying more. He was just telling her that his feelings for her had come to an end.

"Fan Wenxin, this is the last time I'll come to see you." Qiao Jingze straightened up and put his hands in his pockets. "I'm getting engaged. The person my family found for me is quite to my liking."

"I plan to be like Huo Yixiu and have only one woman for my whole life. That's pretty enviable."

It was ridiculous to say that a man who was always fond of women would say that he would only have one woman in his life. But Qiao Jingze planned to do so.

He wanted to know what a lifelong marriage with a woman was like, or in other words, how long could he last?

Qiao Jingze left after he finished speaking.

Fan Wenxin was stunned for a long time and then screamed hysterically.

Qiao Jingze didn't come to visit her, he came to part ways with her.

No, there is no one around her.

He didn't even care about the aborted fetus.

Qiao Jingze met Ling Zhao in the hospital lobby.

At this time, Ling Zhao was wearing a simple shirt and casual pants, his eyes were bright and he looked energetic.

Qiao Jingze walked in front of her with his hands in his pockets: "People are in high spirits when they are happy. Congratulations, Mrs. Huo."

Ling Zhao glanced at him and planned to walk around him, not wanting to bother with Fan Wenxin's lickspittle.

Qiao Jingze pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, forced a smile, and turned around to watch her figure disappear in the elevator.

For the sake of Fan Wenxin, he and Huo Yixiu could no longer be brothers and friends. He hoped that this couple would not be influenced by anyone in the future and live a happy life.

Walking out of the hospital building, the sky was clear and there was a gentle breeze.

Ling Zhao came to the hospital this time to have his throat rechecked.

After examining her, Wen Mingrui took off his gloves and said, "The situation is very good. If she remains in such good condition during the next reexamination, we can contact Professor Tong to come back for the second surgery."

Ling Zhao nodded, smiling, full of hope for the future.

Wen Mingrui said that as long as she continued to maintain her condition, she would have a chance of recovery after the operation.

For so many years, she was a mute in her previous life, but in this life she can change her fate and become a person who can speak!

Seeing her excited, Wen Mingrui also felt happy: "In fact, I also want to hear what your voice will be like when you grow up."