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

Huo Yixiu turned his head to look at her.

There was a drizzle outside the window, and the raindrops were falling on the glass like cow hair needles.

Fan Wenxin felt that his gaze was like the rain, which looked gentle but was actually cold and icy, and hurtful.

She pursed her lips, not avoiding his gaze.

I felt that the coldness in his eyes was caused by Ling Zhao.

"So where do you want her to sleep?"

Fan Wenxin suddenly realized that she and Huo Yixiu were not on the same page.

Pulling her lip forcefully, she smiled and said, "Of course I hope nothing happens. I'm lucky to have spent the night peacefully like this."

Huo Yixiu turned his head again and looked at the park which was under the continuous rain.

No one.

The park was deserted and dark green.

Fan Wenxin felt very aggrieved.

Ling Zhao did not come home all night, making her feel like a sinner.

Not even questioning is allowed.

Why?

Fan Wenxin knew that Huo Yixiu had to maintain a positive image, and his family, his wife, and himself could not make any mistakes.

But times have changed and now is not the same as when he started.

When Huo Yixiu first started working with the government, his wealth was not even worth looking at in South City, where many elites gathered.

His wife was deaf-mute, but he was open about it and didn't care about other people's opinions. The upper class noticed this and thought he was steady and reliable, so they started to cooperate with him and he became a famous businessman.

Over the years, Ling Zhao is no longer the sympathetic mute. Her ambition has grown, and she wants to occupy the position of Mrs. Huo for the rest of her life!

But what can she do?

Now she would only hold Huo Yixiu back.

Huo Yixiu was just too kind to her, taking into account their old friendship.

He couldn't bear to do it, so let her do it.

Fan Wenxin felt that she had waited long enough and could not let Ling Zhao become arrogant any longer.

……

When Huo Yixiu got home in the evening, Aunt Zhang said that Ling Zhao had been catching up on his sleep since he came back and was still asleep.

"My wife came back around 3 o'clock and looked quite energetic. But she fell asleep as soon as she got home. I asked her if she wanted to eat something, but she said no."

Huo Yixiu looked at his watch.

Mrs. Huo is on duty at school tonight and will not be home for dinner.

Huo Yixiu asked the nanny to cook a few dishes and go upstairs.

Ling Zhao was sleeping so soundly that he didn't notice the man coming in.

When she woke up, she found Huo Yixiu sleeping next to her.

She frowned and moved to the side.

They had been married for three years, and even if they had sex, they would sleep in separate rooms. With the addition of a nanny, there were not enough rooms, so Huo Yixiu moved back to the master bedroom, and the two began to sleep in the same bed.

It’s just that Ling Zhao is not used to having someone next to him.

Especially him.

She regarded him as a demon.

Her movements were gentle, but they still woke Huo Yixiu up.

His strong and slender arms reached out to hold her in his arms, his voice was hoarse and sexy, "Why are you running..."

His chin rubbed against her delicate neck, and the short, hard stubble pricked her, making her shrink her neck.

【Why did you come to sleep too? 】

Huo Yixiu opened his eyes a little and glanced at her: "Seeing that you are sleeping comfortably, let me take a break from your sleepiness."

He pressed the mattress under him with his other hand: "People who don't know would think that my mattress is good, but it's actually better to sleep with Mrs. Huo in my arms."

Ling Zhao blinked, as if looking at a stranger.

She touched his face. Is this Huo Yixiu?

Did he say this?

Huo Yixiu held her hand and pressed it against his face, his deep eyes staring at her fresh and clean face.

She didn't understand.

I hope she really didn't understand.

The man ruffled her hair and said, "Are you awake? If you are, go have dinner."

Ling Zhao nodded, and they went downstairs together.

During dinner, Ling Zhao expressed his desire to find a job and hoped that he would agree.

Huo Yixiu put down his chopsticks and placed his hands loosely on the table.

"Work?"

【With a nanny at home, I have a lot of time to do my own things. 】

Huo Yixiu picked up the cup and drank water, his eyes still on her face. "What do you want to do? Although Junhai is a technology-based company, your skills are not compatible with the company."

Ling Zhao: [I will find a job on my own and will not go to Junhai.]

Huo Yixiu narrowed his eyes, and Ling Zhao said again: [I will not tell others that I am Mrs. Huo. I will not use my status to force others to hire me. ]

Huo Yixiu wiped the water from his lips and put down the cup.

"You want to find a job and get out of the housewife life, I shouldn't object."

Seeing that he agreed, Ling Zhao smiled at him.

I wish he didn't stop me.

After dinner, Huo Yixiu went to the study. Ling Zhao's laptop was too old, and she was tired of making resume cards.

She took her computer to Huo Yixiu's study.

[My computer is too slow, can I use yours? ]

Huo Yixiu's computers are all the latest products, and they have been modified and upgraded by himself. It can be said that few people in the world can compare with his computers.

Such a high-tech computer was actually used by her to submit her resume...

Huo Yixiu looked at her silver notebook and moved aside to let her sit: "You use it."

He was not working tonight, but just checked his company email out of habit.

The first time Ling Zhao touched Huo Yixiu's computer, his excitement and curiosity outweighed his disgust for him.

She logged into the recruitment website and filled in her personal information using the resume template above.

Type in a few words and take a look back.

Huo Yixiu was leaning against the bookshelf, reading a technical book in his hand.

With a slender body and a handsome and gentle face, there would be no shortage of girls who would come up to chat with him if he were in a university library.

But she won't.

Ling Zhao turned around and began to fill out the form carefully.

She graduated from a third-rate school and studied accounting.

When she was filling out the application form, it was Huo's mother who filled it out for her.

"You can't speak, so it's useless to study any major. Get your diploma first."

Many people think that accounting is the easiest profession to find a job in. At that time, Ling Zhao was just a little girl living under someone else's roof, and she was afraid that she would be kicked out of the house if she didn't obey.

She married Huo Yixiu and became Mrs. Huo before she graduated.

In her senior year, all the students were anxious to find jobs. Ling Zhao was envied by them, who said she had found a long-term job and would never have to worry for the rest of her life.

At that time, Huo Yixiu was already very famous in major universities.

He is handsome, has a company and outstanding abilities.

He is someone that many younger classmates look up to.

Almost everyone said that God closed her voice, but opened a smooth road for her.

Who could have thought at that time that it was a road to hell?

"...your resume." Huo Yixiu appeared behind her without her knowing.

His tall body was bent, and his broad chest embraced her through half of the back of the chair. One hand was supporting the table and the other hand was resting on the back of the chair.

Ling Zhao’s resume has a blank page regarding work experience.

Marital status: Married but no children.

She has not received any training from other institutions and does not have any professional skills certificates.

Not a fresh graduate.

In any company, the HR will shake their heads with disdain after seeing this, and no one will even give it a second look.

If there is an item called "disability" on this resume template, people might stop and wait a little longer.

Ling Zhao's face turned red and he closed the computer screen with a snap.

She glared at the man in shame and anger: [This is not for you to see.]

Huo Yixiu raised his eyebrows: "With this attitude towards me. I wanted to help you."

Ling Zhao pursed his lips, a conflict between his conscience and his desires in his mind.

After a while, she asked: [Can this resume be written in a way that makes people feel that I am useful? ]