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

Ling Zhao was too embarrassed to ask the B&B's cleaning staff to clean up, so he cleaned up the mess himself with a red face.

Every time she wiped a place, her mind clearly recalled how Huo Yixiu tortured her.

It's not that Huo Yixiu is incompetent, he just tortured her badly.

She looked at the burnt fish soup that had long since cooled and was stubbornly stuck to the bottom of the pot. When she picked up the pot and was about to throw it into the trash can, the door opened.

When Huo Yixiu came in, he saw Ling Zhao's stupid look as he held the pot.

The man frowned and said coldly: "Are you still reluctant to give up that pot of soup?"

He just hangs around the stove all day long.

Ling Zhao didn't understand why he came back again, and brought one more person with him - Fan Wenxin.

Fan Wenxin's face was pale and the Band-Aid on his forehead was conspicuous.

"Madam." She greeted Ling Zhao, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb your vacation with Mr. Huo. It's just that something urgent happened in the company, and I need to deal with it urgently with Mr. Huo."

Ling Zhao pursed his lips.

Her face turned red with anger.

If it weren't for her previous life, she would still naively believe that Fan Wenxin was just Huo Yixiu's most capable subordinate.

Later she understood that it was not called "capable subordinate", but "secret tea".

"What are you still standing there for? Go and prepare a room for Wenxin." Huo Yixiu ordered impatiently and turned to help Fan Wenxin carry the suitcase into the house.

Fan Wenxin smiled apologetically: "The details of the contract need to be changed again. I still need to discuss it with Mr. Huo. It would be best if the rooms are closer. Madam, I'm sorry to bother you."

If it was Ling Zhao from the previous life, as long as there was a chance to help Huo Yixiu, even if she was just asked to move a stool, she would foolishly move it and ask someone to sit on it, and she would even be worried that the person would not be comfortable enough.

If she still does this now, she would be really wasting the opportunity God has given her.

With a "dong", Ling Zhao threw the casserole into the trash can and gestured to Fan Wenxin, "I just checked out of the B&B. If Secretary Fan wants to stay here, I'm afraid she'll have to ask the B&B manager to make a new reservation."

If she hadn't had to clean up the battlefield, she would have left long ago.

After telling her, she went upstairs to pick up her suitcase.

Huo Yixiu looked at her small stature, carrying a large suitcase downstairs, and his expression turned extremely grim.

Do you still dare to lose your temper?

When the woman passed by him, Huo Yixiu grabbed her arm and said, "I asked you to clean up the room, what's your attitude?"

Ling Zhao took a deep breath and had to put down the suitcase.

She really wished she could be reborn fourteen years earlier, back to before she had the surgery and became mute.

If it weren't for that surgery...

Ling Zhao closed his eyes, and gestured to him while enduring extreme nausea: [I didn't know you would come back. She is the secretary, this is your itinerary, and booking a bed and breakfast is within her scope of responsibility.]

She changed her mind.

Yesterday, she was thinking about not turning against him so quickly, but it was too difficult to let her face them again.

It would be better to divorce early and divide the family property. With Huo Yixiu's current wealth, she can live a good life with a small half of the property.

Ling Zhao made a decision, glanced at Fan Wenxin, and faced Huo Yixiu again: [Also, I want a divorce. Can the company's lawyer write a divorce agreement for us? ]

She didn't think of avoiding Fan Wenxin and mentioning this matter.

Fan Wenxin wanted to become Mrs. Huo so much, and knowing that she was willing to "step down and let others take over", she would definitely try hard to persuade Huo Yixiu.

This divorce will be quick and smooth.

Huo Yixiu was simply stunned.

He never thought that this woman who had never left him for a day would ask him for a divorce.

Crazy?

"Wenxin, go upstairs and rest first." Huo Yixiu stared at Ling Zhao coldly and gave instructions to Fan Wenxin.

Fan Wenxin glanced at Ling Zhao, picked up her suitcase and walked upstairs, with the corners of her lips raised high.

My husband left me on our wedding anniversary, and I was so upset that I filed for divorce?

Still too tender.

This is what happens to housewives who have never seen the world.

But it would be best if she agreed to divorce.

……

Ling Zhao thought Huo Yixiu would nod and agree to the divorce readily, and he was eager to get rid of her as soon as possible.

After all, he never liked her for a single day.

But Huo Yixiu put his hands on his hips and looked at her with great patience for two full minutes.

"Ling Zhao, what are you doing?"

toss?

Did he think she was just throwing a tantrum to seek attention?

Ling Zhao looked at him seriously, and when she tried to explain that she would not take advantage of him, the man raised his hand impatiently.

He looked at his watch and said, "I'm very busy. I don't have time to fool around with you."

It was like this again, he had always treated her as a burden that he could not throw away.

Just one word of nonsense frightened her so much that she dared not say a word.

[I'm not kidding, I'm serious.]

The man frowned, then relaxed his eyebrows and sneered: "What can you do without me? Can you leave me?"

Ling Zhao watched his figure disappear in the corridor and stood there for a while.

Pulling the corner of her lip slightly, she would tell him that she was serious about the divorce.

Ling Zhao didn't know why Huo Yixiu brought Fan Wenxin back. Look at Fan Wenxin's injured forehead. She was still fighting so hard even though she was injured. If she didn't be Mrs. Huo, who would?

Ling Zhao laughed mockingly and pushed his suitcase down the mountain. When he saw a bunch of wild flowers on the side of the road, that classic old song suddenly rang in his mind.

"…Although all flowers are in bloom, please do not pick the wild flowers on the roadside. Remember my feelings, remember my love, remember that I am waiting for you every day. I am waiting for you to come back, please do not forget me."

The scenery in the scenic area was beautiful, and she was completely unaware that she had become a part of the scenery in the eyes of others.

In a homestay not far away, a man stood on the balcony holding a cup of coffee, looking at the flowers and beauties with a smile on his face.

I took a break from the tedious work and relaxed, and I didn't expect to see such a scenery.

Qin Zhan turned around and asked the housekeeper who was following him: "Who is she?"

The housekeeper glanced outside and saw that the woman was dressed simply and did not look like a noble lady on vacation.

The mountain homestay focuses on high-end vacation routes. Those who come here are willing to spend money, but recently there have also been some internet celebrities who have sneaked in.

"Maybe it's another internet celebrity who wants to hook up with a rich man." The butler replied with disdain.

Qin Zhan stuffed the coffee into the butler's hand and walked out.

Ling Zhao likes this kind of small wild chrysanthemum very much. The flowers are small, with white petals, but a little blue-purple near the pistil.

The beauty is low-key but unique.

She was putting flowers on the suitcase to decorate it, when she suddenly heard a deep voice behind her.

"It's not good to pick so many flowers, right?"

Ling Zhao was startled and accidentally stepped on a small stone. She tilted her body and was about to fall into the ditch behind her. At the right time, a strong arm hooked her slender waist and held her back.

Qin Zhan expected the woman to have a good figure, but he didn't expect her waist to be so thin.

It should be less than 1 foot 8.

Looking closely, the skin looks whiter and there is no trace of pores.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the side of the woman's neck.

The obvious kiss mark was clearly displayed under his eyes.

More than one.

Thinking of the housekeeper's words, and looking at the big suitcase and the wild flowers, the man pulled the corners of his lips and said in a low voice: "Are you standing firm?"

Ling Zhao opened his eyes wide in panic and found that his feet were standing on flat ground. He quickly pushed the man away and took two steps back.

She stared at the man and felt that he looked familiar. She lowered her eyes slightly and tried to recall where she had seen him before.

With her head bowed and eyes lowered, she looked like a frightened little white rabbit.

The competition among internet celebrities is also fierce. Has the pure rabbit track been opened up now?

Qin Zhan curled his lips, and put his hand, which had just been around her waist, into his trouser pocket. He said, "Wouldn't it be boring to be alone? Do you want to go there for a cup of coffee?"

He raised his chin towards the B&B not far away.

Ling Zhao remembered who he was.

Isn’t he the man who was rescued from the lake yesterday?

The landlubber who fell into the water came out to show off after drying his feathers. He deserved to fall into the lake.

Ling Zhao frowned, rolled her eyes at him, and put her hand on the handle of the suitcase. Qin Zhan saw that she was about to leave, and pushed his tongue back against his back teeth.

Tsk, the pure little white flower has such a good posture.

He took a step to the side, blocking the woman's way, and put his big hand on the handle of the suitcase: "It's no fun to take Qiao again."

Ling Zhao blinked. What do you mean?

Qin Zhan thought she was just pretending and pushed her suitcase towards the B&B: "My hand-ground coffee is pretty good. It will be very prestigious if I post it on WeChat Moments."

Ling Zhao didn't understand what he was saying, but his suitcase was taken away, so he had to follow him.