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

Mrs. Min likes to play cards, and the wealthy ladies in her circle meet in the card room.

Mother Huo went in, greeted several people, and then looked at Ling Zhao behind her.

"Hey, where's Wenxin?"

It seems like Ling Zhao is just a nobody in the Huo family, and Fan Wenxin is the protagonist.

Mother Huo didn't think there was anything wrong and said with a sour face: "Wen Xin is sick and is resting at home."

The people who came to the chess and card room today included people from the Education Bureau, wealthy people, and wives of financial professionals. Huo's mother was just an English teacher, so it was impossible for her to get along with them. It was Fan Wenxin who played the role of matchmaker and put this group of wealthy wives together.

Among this group of people, Huo's mother was the one who chatted and played cards with them.

She had not yet taken the position of Dean of Studies, so she kept a low profile in front of and behind others, not daring to offend anyone.

But she was already very happy to be able to sit with these women from wealthy circles.

"Oh, she's sick. Then let's not play cards today. Let's go see her?"

Mrs. Huo shook her hand and handed her handbag back. Ling Zhao silently took her bag and stood quietly aside.

Mrs. Huo took off her coat, and Ling Zhao took it on again.

When the waiter came over, she gave him her coat and only took the bag.

Several women sat down at the card table. Mother Huo said, "I asked her, and she said it was okay and she didn't want to spoil our fun. She also said that whoever wins today should remember to give her a cup of milk tea when we treat her to dinner."

"Wenxin is a really lovable girl." Mrs. Min smiled happily. Her mellow hands wearing jade bracelets reached for the cards on the table.

For a moment, the chess and card room was filled with the crackling sound of cards falling and the voices of women.

Ling Zhao stood there helplessly. The waiter was considerate enough to bring her a stool.

She had nothing to do, so she read financial knowledge on her mobile phone.

"Ling Zhao, Ling Zhao..."

The next second, "Ling Zhao!"

The voice was heavy and sharp. Ling Zhao looked up and Mother Huo stared at her: "Are you deaf?"

Several ladies smiled with their lips pursed.

Perhaps because of Huo Yixiu's identity, he didn't say the words that were pressed down his tongue - deaf-mute, deaf-mute, since he is dumb, isn't he also deaf?

However, Huo's mother did not respect her in front of others. Even as Huo Yixiu's wife, how much respect did others give her?

Ling Zhao looked at Mother Huo quietly.

Her eyes were too calm and cold. Mother Huo frowned, feeling uncomfortable, but she couldn't lose face in front of others. She said, "Mrs. He's nephew is about to take the high school entrance exam. Can you give me some advice?"

Those ladies who come to such gatherings don't care about the little money at the card table, they are here for the educational resources.

Tianheng High School is a famous school and the number of places is very high. It is difficult for the average middle class to get in because they don’t have the resources.

The wife of the director of the Education Bureau was present, but she was shrewd and did not speak directly.

Huo's mother's current position is neither up nor down. Her son's success is earned by his own ability. She cannot hinder him, but she also cannot ruin his network of contacts.

What's more, she had suffered losses in the past few years, and she would not cause trouble for herself at this critical juncture.

So she decided to ask Ling Zhao to solve this problem.

Ling Zhao glanced at Mrs. He.

If she remembered correctly, Mrs. He's husband was in the financial circle.

If Huo Yixiu's company wants to raise funds, it will have to establish good relationships with this kind of people.

But Huo Yixiu also has connections with the government, so he is not yet at the point of trying to please these people.

Ling Zhao looked at Mother Huo again, and Mother Huo glared at him, "Why are you looking at me? Aren't you the one who makes the most decisions? Now you are the one who makes the decisions in this family, and you asked for a nanny, and you hired two at once."

"You said you wanted to work. Fine, I'll let you take that job that pays a few thousand dollars. People who don't know would think our Huo family is going bankrupt."

As she spoke, she threw out a "Dong".

A lady in a blue brocade cheongsam asked, "Is your Ling Zhao out working? What does he do?"

"finance."

"Oh, isn't that a coincidence? Mrs. He's family is in the financial industry, isn't that a good fit?"

"That's different. What can she do? She's just killing time." Mrs. Huo lowered her eyelids to study the card path. The lady opposite her said, "To kill time, wouldn't it be better to have a child to play with? Come to think of it, they have been married for several years, right? Don't they want to have a child?"

The lady looked at Ling Zhao and said, "Oh, she's too thin. Can she not have children?"

Mother Huo pursed her lips and said nothing, her face not looking good.

People who didn't know would think she had a bad hand, but Ling Zhao remembered that one day, Huo's mother told her at the breakfast table that Huo Yixiu's career was still on the rise and asked her not to pester Huo Yixiu for a child.

"Hey, don't go off topic. Teacher Du, you haven't told me about my nephew's schooling yet."

Mother Huo glanced at Ling Zhao and said, "I'm asking you a question, why are you being mute now?"

Ling Zhao pinched his fingers, took out a piece of paper and wrote on it: Do a few more sets of papers for the first and second year students of Tianheng High School, and it should not be difficult to pass the high school entrance examination.

For the high school entrance exam, I took the papers for the first and second year high school students, and they were the papers made by Tianheng High School itself?

Mrs. He's face was ugly. She looked at Mrs. Huo and said sarcastically, "Teacher Du, if you don't want to bother with me, just order directly. I have a way to find someone else."

Mother Huo glared at Ling Zhao fiercely and said with a smile: "I'm not ignoring you. I'm just feeding you cards. But I don't have the final say in Tianheng High School. I don't have the ability to do that."

"Principal Ma just retired, and the new principal doesn't know his temper. Why don't you try his wife's approach first and see if it works."

"Ling Zhao said that doing more high school papers is also a solution. Mrs. He, your nephew can enter the strong foundation class when he comes in. He has strong abilities, and teachers will give him more attention in the future, just like our Yixiu did back then."

When it comes to Huo Yixiu, none of the ladies are dissatisfied.

After the game, Mrs. Min won the most money and gave everyone a roast goose worth a thousand dollars.

When I ordered takeout for Fan Wenxin, Fan Wenxin suddenly appeared.

"Hey, Wenxin, you're here." Mrs. Min's eyes lit up and she exited the food delivery app.

Fan Wenxin saw it and said with a smile, "Mrs. Min, I saw it. You are not allowed to return the takeaway."

Mrs. Min laughed and scolded her: "Didn't you say you were not feeling well? Why are you here now?"

Ling Zhao looked at Fan Wenxin quietly.

She wore a pair of flat shoes, an ankle-length skirt, and a silk scarf.

But Fan Wenxin usually dresses like a queen. She has a long neck, likes V-neck, and wears diamond necklaces. She doesn't wear high heels lower than eight centimeters.

This outfit seemed to fit in with what she said about not feeling well.

But what Ling Zhao thought of was the water, the medicine box, and the suggestive words on her bedside table.

"Zhao Zhao, you are here too." Fan Wenxin seemed to have just seen her and greeted her with a smile.

Ling Zhao nodded, and Fan Wenxin's eyes swept over her and saw the paper ball in the trash can.

"What's that?" she asked.

Mrs. He's expression was still not good. She pointed at Ling Zhao and said, "She wrote it."

Fan Wenxin glanced at Ling Zhao, then said to Huo's mother, "Zhao Zhao rarely speaks. What did she say?"

Before Mrs. Huo could speak, Mrs. He told her nephew about going to high school again. She asked, "Wen Xin, do you think our He family has no money, or someone is incompetent and is just being arrogant?"