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

"Well, maybe she went to report the good news to her best friend first?" Qiao Jingze couldn't bear to see his friend lose face, so he tried to save his face.

Huo Yixiu's face was slightly gloomy.

"That should be the case." The man put out his cigarette and urged Qiao Jingze to drive.

After that night in the hotel, Ling Zhao added Wen Mingrui on WeChat.

Wen Mingrui asked her why she didn't go to the hospital for a follow-up check-up.

Ling Zhao drank the spiked medicinal wine, and even after the infusion, some of it was still in her body. A follow-up examination could be conducted to determine whether the drugs in her body had been completely metabolized.

Ling Zhao replied to him: I'm fine, so I won't bother you anymore.

If it was just a routine physical examination, she wouldn't have any concerns.

Even though it was the same review, the situations were very different.

In order to dispel Huo Yixiu's doubts, she put on a big show. She had never been so fierce before.

She herself also felt guilty.

If someone saw her going to the hospital and dug up the truth, Huo Yixiu would not let her go.

In fact, her body would feel hot during those days, especially at night, and she wanted someone to touch her and cool her down.

When she was working on her resume in the study, she was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and all her rationality was burned out... It wasn't entirely due to Huo Yixiu's technical reasons.

Ling Zhao recalled that time and her blushing face was completely opposite to her reaction to eating ice cream.

Wen Mingrui read the message she sent and believed that there was nothing wrong with her body, but he still reminded her to drink more water.

Ling Zhao replied with a smile: Got it, eight glasses of water a day.

On the road, an SUV passed by, and the man in the car saw her smiling gently and sweetly at her phone.

Not smiling at him.

The man held the phone, his fingers tightened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After Ling Zhao finished his ice cream, he remembered to report the good news to Huo Yixiu.

I opened his WeChat and was about to enter a message when a vendor pushing a cart passed by on the roadside.

The puppet monkey on the cart was hitting a small gong, and it struck the gong every time the wheel rolled, dangdangdang.

It is the Dangdang candy that Ling Zhao often ate when he was a child, but it is hard to buy now.

Ling Zhao ran after him to buy some candy, and stared at the vendor as he used a small chisel to chisel off a few small pieces of maltose from a large piece of candy and put them into an oil paper bag.

Junhai Technology is not far away, so Ling Zhao walked there and arrived just in time for lunch, so he treated him to a meal to celebrate.

She was in a good mood, like the sun in the sky.

I'm already thinking about which restaurant to go to.

At Junhai Technology, Huo Yixiu and Fan Wenxin walked out of the building simultaneously and got into a Cullinan one after the other.

Ling Zhao stood at one end of the road, watching Huo Yixiu fasten the seat belt for Fan Wenxin.

The two were so close that they were only an inch apart.

Fan Wenxin's face was full of smiles, and she looked at the man with tenderness and infatuation.

Huo Yixiu fastened the belt for her before fastening his own. He drove by himself without a driver.

Ling Zhao watched the car go away.

The sun was warm, but she felt cold.

Maybe... it's because of the ice cream.

She laughed at herself, turned around, and walked back quietly.

She ate at KFC and ordered spicy chicken nuggets.

It was so spicy that I kept crying.

In her circle of friends, Fan Wenxin posted a photo of a hotel with an abstract painting hanging above the bed.

Although he already knew that their relationship was embarrassing, Ling Zhao still felt a sting in his heart every time he faced it.

The joy of having just gotten the job opportunity has now disappeared.

That abstract painting seemed to be mocking her. The job opportunity she had obtained by using her body was just a small gift from a man.

He was just annoyed by her temper, so he gave her work to kill time and waste his energy, so that he could spend more time with Fan Wenxin.

I can't even wait for lunch break.

Ling Zhao used up the last tissue.

The child next to her looked at her fearfully: "Sister, don't cry, this is for you to eat."

The child was chewing sweet corn, and the corn cobs were covered with the child's saliva.

Ling Zhao's eyes were red.

【Don't eat this spicy chicken nuggets anymore. 】

She used sign language and the packaging bag so that the children could understand.

Then he gave the whole bag of Dangdang candy to the little girl and left KFC.

……

Ling Zhao works in a papermaking company. Her work is simple and the working atmosphere is good. No one laughs at her for being mute, and no one says that it is difficult to communicate with her.

She added a small blackboard next to her desk and wrote what she wanted to say directly on the blackboard. It was simple and clear, saving her the trouble of others not being able to understand her sign language.

She doesn't have to go out on field work, she just needs to sort out the accounts.

But she had never worked before, and had almost forgotten everything she learned in school. She studied and worked at the same time.

Maybe it was because I ate cold drinks these days that my period came a few days early.

Ling Zhao was hiding in the bathroom when he heard the door of the next cubicle being pushed open.

"Who is that new guy? He doesn't know anything and is mute. How did the HR department recruit him?"

"Why are you asking about his background? Of course he has a backer. Otherwise, why would the leaders send each of us an email asking us to get along well with our new colleagues and not to embarrass them?"

"You come to a small company like ours with a backer?"

"Oh, even if she has a backer, it's not a relative, right? I'd like to trouble the leaders of each department to keep our mouths shut and share her work. This isn't a colleague, this is just an auntie, right?"

Several women were talking while Ling Zhao was in the cubicle, clenching his fingers.

Because of her stomachache, she had been in low spirits today, but when she heard these words, she felt a strong urge.

She opened the door and went out, confronting her colleagues, saying that she had earned her place on her own merit.

But, does anyone believe this?

Those people said that their leader sent them an email.

An email she didn't have.

Ling Zhao clenched her fists and waited until everyone left before she came out of the cubicle.

She washed her hands at the sink and took out a powder compact from her small bag to cover her pale face.

It was a long time before she returned to her workstation.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Her colleagues were still friendly to her and would ask her if she wanted to join the bill when ordering takeout.

Ling Zhao forced a smile and refused.

She worked until it was almost time to get off work and wanted to go home quickly, but the department head suddenly appeared, clapped his hands and said that they would have a dinner party in the evening to celebrate the joining of the new colleague.

Ling Zhao pursed his lips again and again.

In fact, she has already decided to resign...

"Ling Zhao, do you have anything else to do after get off work?" The leader's eyes fell on her. "This is a dinner specially held for you. Even if your husband is waiting for you at home, you can't refuse it."

The manager winked at her, half joking, half commanding.

Ling Zhao didn't refuse.

As luck would have it, the dinner party was set at the bar that Yu Yang had taken her to.

Yu Yang said that this bar is the favorite gathering place for working people.

Everyone has a similar status, and none of those rich young men are causing trouble and are not afraid of offending others.

Ling Zhao sent a message to Huo Yixiu, saying that she would be home late in the evening.

After a while, Huo Yixiu's message came back: Overtime?

Ling Zhao: The company said they were celebrating my joining.

Huo Yixiu didn't reply to her.

Ling Zhao picked up the wine glass and took a sip absentmindedly.

It was said to be a celebration of her joining the company, but in fact it was a party for her colleagues.

Ling Zhao was thinking about having a backer when suddenly a familiar figure came into his sight.