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

Fan Wenxin was wearing a tight skirt and didn't care about her walking posture at the moment, so she hurried to catch up with him.

Ling Zhao saw Fan Wenxin's anxious look in the mirror.

It was the first time I could remember seeing her in such a mess, all her elegance and grace gone.

Ling Zhao closed his eyes expressionlessly, but his mind kept thinking.

In the previous life, it was also this important charity banquet. Fan Wenxin went to the beauty salon with her. They bought the same new product. Fan Wenxin was fine, but she was allergic and had rashes all over her body.

Fan Wenxin sent her home and comforted her by saying that she would represent the Huo family and sell the charity items donated by the Huo family at a high price, so that the Huo family could show up in the upper class.

Ling Zhao was naive at that time and thought Fan Wenxin was a good person, but she didn't know that Fan Wenxin had already started planning to replace her. The so-called new products in the beauty salon were also arranged by her.

But in this life, she and Fan Wenxin had a falling out in advance. Fan Wenxin did not go to the beauty salon with her, but it was Huo's mother who scalded her with a cup of boiling water.

Ling Zhao closed his eyes and breathed softly.

In her previous life, Huo's mother was appointed Dean of Academic Affairs after the college entrance examination, and there was no case of any high school student taking up the admission quota through her backdoor.

Fan Wenxin praised Teacher Du in the chess and card building and promised Mrs. He to give her nephew a place. Given her personality, she would not make such a judgment.

Could it be that the resistance she made in this life changed the trajectory of time and the course of events?

Or maybe, because she no longer listened to her PUA in this life, did not obey her, and changed Fan Wenxin's judgment, she made the wrong decision in order to show herself in the chess and card room?

……

upstairs.

Huo Yixiu pulled off his tie and threw it on the ground.

Fan Wenxin knew that he was angry. She glanced at the tie on the ground and pursed her lips and said, "I have already asked the public relations department to handle it. It will not have any impact on the company or the Huo family."

Huo Yixiu didn't look at her. He unbuttoned his cuffs slowly with a cold face: "I don't understand why you make such a judgment. Not to mention that she is Mrs. He's nephew, even if she is He Zhang's biological son, the Huo family has no need to agree to her."

Fan Wenxin clenched her fingers.

At that time, she discovered that Ling Zhao had actually guessed what Mother Huo was thinking, and subconsciously she didn't want them to join forces, so she said something in a fit of excitement to encourage Mother Huo to agree.

I didn't expect it would cause so much trouble!

She licked her lips and calmed down: "Our new project is about to be launched. I am worried that if I don't satisfy Mrs. He, she will whisper in Mr. He's ear and affect our company's financing."

Huo Yixiu turned his head to look at her, his eyes calm and cold: "The chip project cooperates with the government and has support from above. Do you think that if this bank is unwilling to lend, other banks will also be unwilling? Or is it that He Zhang controls the bank's voice in the entire province and city, so he has the ability to do this?"

"But our company has cooperated with Nancheng Bank for the longest time. And Jingze is related to the He family..."

Huo Yixiu unbuttoned the last two buttons and took off his shirt, revealing his strong and lean upper body.

With his fingers on his belt buckle, he looked back at her: "Do you want to continue?"

Fan Wenxin was stunned.

The man had his back to her, his tight back muscles bulging and relaxing smoothly with his movements, and below his waistline were narrow and perky buttocks.

However, facing the beauty in front of her, the depressed Fan Wenxin could not act shy. She bit her lip and reluctantly left the cloakroom.

Ling Zhao went upstairs carrying the dress that the costume designer had picked out for her, and saw Fan Wenxin coming out with a sad face.

The cloakroom and the bedroom are integrated, so even if Fan Wenxin leaves the cloakroom, she is still in the bedroom.

Ling Zhao looked at Fan Wenxin indifferently. She couldn't remember how many times Fan Wenxin had walked in and out of her bedroom as if it were her living room.

Ling Zhao placed the dress on the stool at the end of the bed and gestured with his fingers: [Secretary Fan, this is my room. You have business to discuss, please stay outside.]

Fan Wenxin's face tightened and her ears quickly turned red. She glared at Ling Zhao fiercely and quickly left in her high heels.

Huo Yixiu, who was in the cloakroom, heard the unusual rhythm of high heels and came out wearing the shirt he had just put on, only to see Ling Zhao bending over a stool at the end of the bed.

The man was wearing a pair of straight dark blue suit pants with his shirt open, revealing his firm chest and abdominal muscles.

Is this how he discusses business with Fan Wenxin?

Have we become so indistinguishable from each other?

Ling Zhao raised a mocking arc at the corner of his lips and went into the bathroom with his clothes to change.

Huo Yixiu frowned and looked at the closed door.

Angry again?

The man buttoned his shirt at the door and said calmly, "When you enter the banquet venue, your cell phone will be taken away. If anyone talks to you at the banquet, just shake your head."

In the bathroom, Ling Zhao took off his clothes and put on the dress chosen by the costume designer.

The red ankle-length shoulderless dress has a round collar and only shows the shoulders. This type of dress is picky about body shape and skin color. If a fat person wears it, they will look fat and thick, and their skin color will also look dark.

Ling Zhao was thin and had fair skin, which suited her well in the dress, and it also perfectly covered the wound on her leg.

She reached behind her back, zipped up her clothes, tidied herself, and opened the bathroom door.

Huo Yixiu had already buttoned all his clothes. When he saw the beautiful woman through an air door, he was slightly stunned and his hand unconsciously touched her face.

Ling Zhao lowered his eyes, accepting his touch like a well-behaved kitten, then turned his head to the side to avoid his hand.

Just one touch and one move, it only takes one second.

Huo Yixiu clearly felt the velvety touch, but the next moment his hand fell empty and he felt inexplicably empty.

Fortunately, she is close at hand.

He took her wrist and said, "Come here and pick me a matching tie and a watch."

Ling Zhao looked at a row of ties and chose a shiny navy blue plaid tie.

"Put it on me." The man held her hand and held it to his neck.

He was so tall that Ling Zhao had to stand on tiptoe to reach him.

But her leg was still injured, and Huo Yiyi knew she couldn't stand steadily, so she bent down to close the distance between them.

Ling Zhao slowly put the tie through his collar and tied the bow tie with his hands.

Did he think it was a great honor for her to be given the opportunity to help him tie his tie?

Did he think that bending down to accommodate her height was being considerate to her?

Ling Zhao deliberately tied the wrong length several times and adjusted it slowly, just to make his waist ache.

Huo Yixiu was very patient. He stared at her milky skin, her curved eyebrows, her pink diamond-shaped lips, and her plump earlobes.

Her curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, giving her the feel of a young wife.

"This dress suits you, it's beautiful." His large hands rested on her slender waist, "but you're too thin. Don't mess with your body just to get a good figure."

Ling Zhao raised his eyes to look at him.

Did he think that she was so thin just to please him?

Ling Zhao fastened his tie and pushed the slipknot to his throat.

Huo Yixiu frowned: "It's too tight." He loosened his tie himself, "Pick another watch."

Ling Zhao's fingertips stopped above a Vacheron Constantin watch. Huo Yixiu's eyes sank slightly. She moved her fingertips away and chose a Jaeger-LeCoultre jewel watch.

She lowered her head and put the watch on his outstretched wrist, but Huo Yixiu was looking at her ears, thinking about something.