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

There is only one idea that Huo Yixiu wants to convey: the Huo family is abandoning that tragic and humiliating past.

But he also dares to face the past, not afraid that someone will use the house to make a fuss.

Some people hold on to their ignominious memories as a cage, which not only brings shame upon themselves but also brings trouble upon their families.

Ling Zhao looked at Huo Yixiu, stretched out his arm from behind and held his hand.

Tell him she supports you.

At this moment, she felt that he and Huo Yixiu were together. There seemed to be a crack in her heart, allowing him to get in.

It was as if there had already been a crack, which he filled up.

……

Soon, Qin Zhan learned about Huo Yixiu's attitude from the intermediary.

He didn't want the apartment and had no intention of snatching it from him.

The agent held the contract and asked him if he still wanted it.

Qin Zhan took a look at the contract, said no, stood up and left.

He hadn't planned to buy the villa in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have bought the apartment first to appease Liu Zheng.

He was just looking for a reason to fight Huo Yixiu. If Huo Yixiu wanted it, he would grab it, use any means to get it, and then continue to disgust him.

Qin Zhan was also a smart man. After seeing through Huo Yixiu's intention, he naturally gave it up.

Now that he had a house with bad feng shui, did he really want Liu Zheng to move in and watch her continue to sink for a dead man?

The phone rang, Qin Zhan looked at the caller ID and raised his eyebrows.

The person who made an appointment with him was Ling Zhao.

The place for this meeting is the new store in Longfu.

Everything inside has been arranged, and the decoration style is refreshing, with style, artistic value, and product attributes all present.

Qin Zhan put his hands behind his back and walked around the glass-enclosed boutique cabinet.

Each glass-enclosed boutique cabinet contains only one set of handmade clothing, just like the treasures in a museum or the gems in a jewelry exhibition, which can be seen but not touched.

In the living area by the window is the root carving coffee table given by Qin Zhan.

The giant root carving is simple, heavy and full of nobility.

A tea artist was sitting there, making tea for people.

Ling Zhao invited Qin Zhan to sit over and talk: "This is a gift from you, so after the shop is built, I want you to be the first guest. Is that enough of a courtesy?"

Qin Zhan grinned, picked up the teacup and put it under his nose to smell it: "Hmm, fragrant."

He took a sip of tea and said, "It would be more honorable if you made this pot of tea for me."

Ling Zhao glanced at him while holding the teacup, and said faintly: "Professional people do professional things. If you want to show up at Junhai Technology's annual meeting or business conference next year, I can make you a set of clothes first."

Qin Zhan's left eyebrow slightly raised, Ling Zhao said lightly: "I heard that you didn't buy the Huo family's old house either."

Qin Zhan sneered and put down the teacup: "This is the real reason why you invited me to drink tea, right?"

Ling Zhao winked at the tea artist, and the tea artist left. Ling Zhao looked at Qin Zhan and said slowly: "Huo Yixiu didn't want the Huo family's old house, and you didn't want it either. It seems that you understand what he means."

Qin Zhan lowered his eyes, stared at the teacup, and smiled.

The teapot was still boiling, and Ling Zhao picked it up to refill the tea. Then he put the teapot aside, put oranges, longans, red dates, and chestnuts on it, and started roasting the fruits.

Qin Zhan was stunned and said, "You are the only one who would ruin the tea art like this."

Ling Zhao said nonchalantly, "There's no one else here, and I'm not a pretentious tea connoisseur. I'm just an ordinary person."

She raised her eyes and looked at Qin Zhan quietly.

At this moment, Qin Zhan saw something from her eyes and the calm lines on her face.

She is elegant and vulgar, with a detached and calm temperament.

This immersive atmosphere is like suppressing the boiling tea, making people calm down.

Qin Zhan looked at the teapot placed next to him, which was gradually calming down from the boiling point.

There are two ways to cool down tea. One is to add cold water into it, but as long as the charcoal fire below is not extinguished, the pot of tea will always cycle between calmness and tumbling.

The second method is to put the teapot somewhere else, and the tea will slowly cool down. After a long time, the tea leaves will go bad, and both the teapot and the tea can be discarded.

The same is true for past events.

"Qin Zhan, everyone has their own path to take. Liu Zheng is your sister, and I can understand your desire to protect her. However, your life is not just about Liu Zheng."

"Isn't Qin Xie your son? He doesn't know that your son is also your nephew. You avenge Liu Zheng, but don't you consider his feelings?"

"There are also the Liu family, the Qin family, and Mayor Li's family. Huo Yixiu is not without cards to play..."

Qin Zhan held the teacup and swirled it between his fingers.

She looked calm, but her heart was filled with ripples with every word she spoke slowly.

The two powerful families were fighting fiercely over an old incident. If the news got out, it would be bad for everyone and would make people laugh.

Qin Zhan also knew who was subject to more rumors about this joke.

Huo Weiyang is dead, but Liu Zheng is still alive, and she is still young.

She has not been able to get out of that emotional cage for more than ten years, but there is still another ten years and she cannot be trapped for a lifetime.

Also, Ling Zhao said another thing, his life is not just about Liu Zheng.

And himself.

He is the heir of Wanliu Group and has also joined the competition for Qin's heir. He has too many things to bear. If he can't bear it at this time, if he fails, he can't protect Liu Zheng, Qin Xie, Wanliu Group, and himself.

Qin Zhan put down the teacup and said to Ling Zhao: "Why did Huo Yixiu get you..."

After leaving these words, he left.

Ling Zhao poured the tea into the teacup silently.

……

The other end.

Huo Yixiu stood by the road, watching the farm manager from the countryside "send" Wan Lihe to the van.

Huo Yixiu's farm in Wangcun was short of labor, so he sent Wan Lihe to a farm in the countryside.

Sixty acres of land is enough for her to achieve great things there.

Originally, he planned to send Wanlihe to another place so that she would never set foot in Nancheng again.

But one cannot be completely trustworthy when one is far away from home, so it is better to keep him under one’s nose.

There are hundreds of people taking care of the farm, and many people are watching her. If she tries to act strangely, she will only be looked down upon.

In spring, we plow the soil and sow seeds; in summer, we catch fish in the fish pond and build racks in the fields; in autumn, we pick fruit in the orchard; in winter, we clean the fields and the fish pond. We are busy all year round.

Let those sixty acres of land teach her how to be down-to-earth and support herself.

Huo Yixiu watched the van go away.

A Maserati drove up from another direction and stopped, and Ling Zhao got out of the car.

Huo Yixiu stretched out his hand to her, and Ling Zhao placed his hand in his palm.

"My hands are quite warm. It seems that the medicine prescribed by Dr. Sun is effective."

"Well, you don't need to be the heater anymore." Ling Zhao pretended to pull his hand back, but the man held it tightly and refused to let go. "I didn't say I won't warm your bed."

Ling Zhao glared at him, and the man laughed: "Don't you think so?"

Whose feet were cold so he stuffed them between his legs?

Ling Zhao looked at the car shadow that had become a black dot and said softly, "Qin Zhan, it's time to let it go."

Huo Yixiu looked in the same direction as her and said, "You don't have to see her again unless you want to."

The two turned their heads and looked at each other. Ling Zhao raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Mr. Huo, it seems that we can still work together in this life."