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

Huo Yixiu handed the moxa stick to Ling Zhao: "There's still a little left, use it to smoke yourself."

After saying that, he got up and went out.

The door opened and closed, and a light breeze blew, disturbing the air in the room.

Ling Zhao held the remaining half of the moxa stick, put it out in the ashtray, wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and changed his clothes.

On the other side, Huo Yixiu and Fan Wenxin went to the top floor to talk.

The rain was much lighter than during the day, sliding down the glass and refracting the lights into a blurry glow.

Fan Wenxin spoke first and asked about the conversation between Huo Yixiu and Mr. Chen.

"I should have drunk less last night. I was so drunk that I couldn't go with you."

Huo Yixiu smelled of mugwort. He put his finger to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. He didn't take it seriously: "It's just eating."

Fan Wenxin sniffed the strong smell of moxa smoke, and her mind was filled with his hand on Ling Zhao's stomach and the other holding a moxa stick. She pinched her fingernails into her palm, took a deep breath, and said hesitantly: "Actually, I want to talk to you about something else."

Huo Yixiu glanced at her and said, "When did you become so hesitant in speaking?"

"It's about Zhao Zhao."

Huo Yixiu looked at her solemn expression, his brows turned cold, "What could happen to her?"

"I went to the hospital this morning and overheard something...someone said they saw Zhao Zhao in the hospital."

Huo Yixiu was not used to her slow tone and frowned, "What's so strange about Ling Zhao being in the hospital?"

A few days ago, he was the one who brought Ling Zhao back from the hospital.

"It's not what you think." Fan Wenxin's face became heavier. "I didn't want to say it, but when I saw you..." She frowned, "Yi Xiu, do you still remember that Ling Zhao didn't come back all night?"

Huo Yixiu's brows turned completely cold.

That incident has passed, and he has also stopped Fan Wenxin from doubting Ling Zhao.

"That night, Zhao Zhao was in the hospital."

Huo Yixiu's eyes twitched, his face grim. Fan Wenxin continued, "But when she came back that day, she clearly said that she slept in the hotel garden for a night."

"I also blamed myself for not taking good enough care of her and causing her to be abandoned, but the fact is--" She looked anxious, her voice rose high, and she was very emotional. It seemed that she wanted to say something but was stopped at her lips and could not continue.

Huo Yixiu's voice was cold: "She was not in the hotel garden, she spent the night in the hospital. If she lied, it only means that she was angry and deliberately deepened my guilt. If that's what you want to say, then it's fine."

"But if she just spent one night in the hospital, why would she tell this lie?" Fan Wenxin clenched her fingers and swallowed. She took out something wrapped in tissue from her bag and handed it to him.

"Just look at this!"

Huo Yixiu looked at her suspiciously, took the tissue and opened it, frowning deeply.

A furry little tail with a small thing hanging from it.

It looks cute, but as an adult, I can tell what it is at a glance.

"That day, Aunt Huo and I drove your car out for shopping, and Aunt Zhang found this in the gap of the driver's seat. The person who drove that car last time was Zhao Zhao."

Huo Yixiu stared at the furry tail, his lips pressed into a line, and said nothing.

Seeing the faintly bulging veins on his forehead, Fan Wenxin pursed her lips and said in a cold voice, "The hospital keeps Zhao Zhao's medical records confidential. I'm an outsider and cannot retrieve them from the hospital."

"I don't know why she went to the hospital. What makes me sad is that when I felt guilty about her, she made me a scapegoat and put all the responsibility on me."

When Fan Wenxin said this, she choked up slightly and her eyes turned red.

She paused for a long time, and when her emotions calmed down, she continued, "Remember that on your wedding anniversary, Zhao Zhao mentioned divorce. I also found her suitcase at the door of another B&B."

"Yixiu, if Zhao Zhao really wants to break up with you, will it be a good thing for you to keep her?"

……

In the study, Ling Zhao cleaned the room by himself.

She opened the window to get some fresh air, but Huo Yixiu never came back.

It reminded her of the day at the Huaicheng B&B. He left her right after they had done it.

Isn't he tired of dealing with two women?

Ling Zhao smiled sarcastically, but he couldn't deceive the sadness and ridiculousness in his heart.

Huo Yixiu just took her to see a Chinese doctor and gave her a moxibustion treatment, and she felt that he actually cared about her.

She even wondered if he saw other men buying her uterus-warming patches and he was jealous.

Yu Yang was really harmful. She actually told her that Huo Yixiu would give in to her and act like a spoiled child, but his method was different from that of other men.

What's the difference? It's just that the time has not come yet to choose one.

You see, when Fan Wenxin came, he didn’t even care that she was naked.

The smell of moxa smoke in the room dissipated, and the damp and cold air rushed into the study, soaking every pore of her body with moisture.

Fan Wenxin did not stay for dinner, saying that a friend suddenly came to visit her, so she left first.

Mother Huo muttered, "What friends are so important?" She glanced at Huo Yixiu, "Mrs. Min is trying to find her a date. If Wen Xin gets kidnapped by someone else, you'll be missing an important arm."

Ling Zhao didn't look at Mother Huo's face, but he knew that she was not in a good mood at the moment.

Isn't this reminding Huo Yixiu that now that Fan Wenxin has run away, his soul mate is gone?

Ling Zhao pretended not to hear and lowered his head to eat.

When Mrs. Huo caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of her eye, she became even angrier.

After being married to Huo Yixiu for such a long time, she still hasn't learned any social skills. She almost offended Mrs. He by speaking like that in front of her.

He completely forgot that he had originally intended to reject Mrs. He's attempt to force someone on him.

Huo Yixiu still had the furry tail in his pocket. He glanced at Ling Zhao and ate absent-mindedly.

Ling Zhao looked at him and felt that his aura was strange after he finished talking to Fan Wenxin.

Did Fan Wenxin tell him that she was going to have a relationship and would no longer stick to him?

Look how distracted he is.

Ling Zhao was glad that he had become a hard-hearted person in this life, no longer sensitive, and no longer wasting time.

She finished a large bowl of rice, then had a bowl of fish soup. She took off the fish head and slowly ate the fish bones.

Huo Yixiu put down his chopsticks and looked at her: "You seem to have a good appetite?"

[The moxibustion book says that this is one of the reactions after moxibustion, which means it is quite effective for me.]

In fact, you are heartbroken, and I am happy to see you sad.

Huo Yixiu pushed the chair away and called Zhang Ma out to talk.

After dinner, Huo Yixiu stayed in the study for a long time. When he returned to the bedroom, Ling Zhao had already fallen asleep.

Although the two of them slept in the same bed, they did not sleep in each other's arms like other couples, with a gap between them.

But Ling Zhao could feel him.

There is a smell of smoke, not the smell of moxa smoke, but the smell of cigarettes.

Is he so sad that Fan Wenxin is in love?

Ling Zhao slowly opened his eyes and stared at the pitch-black curtains.

The next day, Huo Yixiu went to work very early. Fan Wenxin did not come to Huo's house for breakfast, and then took the same car with him to the company.

Mrs. Huo also went to school early, and Ling Zhao ate breakfast alone.

The cousin brought the boiled Chinese medicine over. Ling Zhao looked at the black medicine and drank it in one gulp.

No matter who treats her badly, she will never treat her body badly again.