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

Qin Zhan sat sideways, propped up his chin and watched Huo Yixiu taking care of his wife, and sneered.

"Mr. Huo loves his wife, and it would be great if it could continue like this. Don't give others a chance to take advantage of you, and don't put it out like that piece of Tianhuang stone. Anyway, I am determined to get it."

He flicked the non-existent dust off his trouser legs, stood up, waved at Ling Zhao, and walked away with his hands in his trouser pockets.

This series of actions is frivolous but not greasy, and it makes married women excited.

Just ask yourself, who wouldn’t be interested in a handsome guy? He also knows how to appreciate her, doesn’t belittle her, and gives her emotional value.

Ling Zhao watched him leave and thought that although this man was a playboy, he was quite interesting.

Of course, she looked at him twice more not only for these reasons, but also because he actually saw through her thoughts - she was singing a different tune from Huo Yixiu.

In the past three years, everyone said that Huo Yixiu doted on his wife, cared for her, and respected her. Qin Zhan was the only one who saw that their love was fake.

So was Qin Zhan deliberately saying those words to give her a hint?

Huo Yixiu stretched out the finger with the wedding ring, rubbed the corner of Ling Zhao's lips with the tip of his finger, then moved it to her chin, turned her head around, and let her look at him.

He held her hand, pinching her ring finger and rubbing it.

Two gold rings complement each other.

"I remember that at the dinner party between you and your former colleagues, the man who was courting you was him." The man's voice was low and calm, just like usual, but Ling Zhao could detect a hint of chilliness in it.

She lowered her eyelids and looked at their folded fingers.

Her hand was completely wrapped in his. His palm was slightly warm, but rough and strong.

It seemed that if he exerted a little force, her entire hand would be useless.

It was more like her life was completely controlled by him. As long as he moved his finger, she would be doomed...

Ling Zhao swallowed and didn't dare to pull his hand out.

"... Later in the chess and card room, you told me that he was a gangster, but it turned out that you were his savior."

Ling Zhao's heart was beating hard: [At that time, I really didn't know who he was. I saved him by accident, and then I learned his name. He——]

Before Ling Zhao finished her gesture, Huo Yixiu held her fingers again: "He has nothing to do with you. He has a son."

These two sentences seem to have nothing to do with each other, but they are deeply related.

Ling Zhao was slightly at a loss. Huo Yixiu looked at his watch and helped her stand up: "It's almost time. We should go back."

He stayed at the banquet for such a long time just to show everyone present that the Huo family was fine and his mother was fine too.

He bought two items at the party. The first one was what his wife liked, so he bought it to please her.

The second 30 million worth of jade jewelry was to tell those people that the Huo family could easily donate tens of millions to charity and didn't care about the bribes from the recommendation quota.

So throughout the entire banquet, except for Mrs. Xu, no one who had seen the incident came up to ask him about the revelations that were on the hot search.

Ling Zhao held his breath and glanced at Huo Yixiu secretly.

He is too thoughtful.

In his eyes, someone like her who always talks about divorce is just a little woman with a bad temper.

He wanted to protect the reputation of the Huo family, his company, and his career, so he would not allow divorce to happen.

……

After retrieving the phone from the concierge, Jiang Shang's car was already parked in front of the hotel.

The two got into the car. Jiang Shang's face was serious. He said, "Mrs. Huo called several times and asked you to go back. From her tone, it seems like the matter is serious."

Huo Yixiu looked indifferent and just told Jiang Shang to drive.

Return to Ziqing Garden.

Mrs. Huo was not in the living room. Her cousin was waiting at the door, glancing towards the second floor from time to time.

The Huo family villa is not big, but it is too quiet when there are few people. It is so quiet that you can almost hear the sound of Huo's mother pacing back and forth in the study.

As the car entered the door, my cousin went out.

She was waiting beside the car. As soon as Ling Zhao got out, he pulled her aside, held her hand tightly, and glanced upstairs at the window, as if he was afraid that the storm would hit her again.

Ling Zhao smiled slightly and patted the back of her hand to reassure her.

It wasn't her fault, it has nothing to do with her.

The cousin whispered in her ear: "Secretary Fan is not here. Mrs. Huo was angry, and Aunt Zhang brought her bird's nest to drink, but it was smashed."

Huo Yixiu strode into the house without paying any more attention to Ling Zhao.

Ling Zhao couldn't act like it had nothing to do with her anymore. No matter how this matter would turn out, she had to understand the situation and avoid making mistakes.

She turned to look at Jiang Shang: [What did the school say? ]

Jiang Shang couldn't understand it, but his cousin learned sign language in her free time and now he can understand a lot.

After she translated, Jiang Shang said, “Several new media bloggers mentioned the whistleblower’s words again, saying they were concerned. It’s not trending right now, but there’s no guarantee it will be pushed up again in the middle of the night.”

"This is too sensitive a time. Those parents spent so much time and energy on their children, ten years of hard work! An uneducated rich second generation easily got the admission ticket. This is not only a slap in the face of those parents, but also a slap in the face of those children!"

Jiang Shang picked out the comments below the blogger's post.

But my selfish motive is also towards those parents and students.

He also made it through by studying hard.

"The school responded that they are investigating. But this statement is ambiguous and cannot be said to be on Mrs. Huo's side... Mrs. Huo and Mrs. Min are friends at the Education Bureau, but when Mrs. Huo called to test the waters, they didn't answer!"

Ling Zhao frowned slightly, and nodded after a long silence.

She asked Jiang Shang to come into the house and asked her cousin to cook a midnight snack.

She personally poured tea for Jiang Shang.

Jiang Shang was flattered. Although this mute lady was in a low position, she was Mrs. Huo after all. He quickly took the tea and thanked her.

Ling Zhao pulled out his phone and wrote: The food in the hotel is not enough to fill you up, eat something. If Mr. Huo has something to tell you later, you won't have to run back and forth.

Jiang Shang nodded. His wife was silent, but she was actually very thoughtful.

In the past, it was always Fan Wenxin who was so good at dealing with people that this lady looked like nothing.

Ling Zhao wrote on his phone: Is Secretary Fan still in the company handling this matter?

Jiang Shang frowned: "The entire PR team is working overtime. Public opinion is difficult to control. They need to contact those bloggers who broke the news and ask them to delete their posts."

Ling Zhao did not respond and just sat there waiting quietly.

I didn't go upstairs to join in the fun in the study.

She acted as a family member who was concerned but could not interfere.

The cousin cooked a midnight snack, and Jiang Shang ate it with a bowl of noodles. Ling Zhao called Zhang Ma over and asked her to bring two bowls of noodles to the study on the second floor.

Aunt Zhang didn't dare go again, for fear that Mrs. Huo would overturn her bowl again.

"If you want to go, ma'am, go by yourself. I don't dare. I have blisters here." She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a large red mark.

Ling Zhao himself was burned, and his leg injury had not yet healed. His cousin was so angry that she advised Ling Zhao: "Madam, you should wait a while. At worst, I can do it again later."

She rolled her eyes at Aunt Zhang. Why didn't she ask that trouble-making Secretary Fan to show her kindness now?