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

In the evening, Huo Yixiu was called back by his mother for dinner.

In the past few days, public opinion remained calm, but there were occasionally a few curious people asking about the results of the investigation on the official website of Tianheng High School.

Ling Zhao acted as an outsider and did not take the initiative to ask about the progress of the investigation.

It was so quiet, probably because Huo Yixiu had suppressed the matter.

The most likely scenario is that it will be dragged out until the public forgets about the matter and it will be over.

But this is not a good result.

Whenever related rumors occur in the school again, it will help the public recall the past, and the controversy will come back with more and more doubts about the Huo family and Huo's mother.

At that time, the Huo family could no longer clean themselves up.

It was obvious that Huo's mother also had this worry. She couldn't eat in the past few days and lost a lot of weight.

On the contrary, Ling Zhao, who didn't care about the matter, got fat.

Huo Yixiu looked at the woman who was eating quietly, and suddenly put down his chopsticks with a bang.

Ling Zhao looked up at him and pursed his lips.

Huo's mother was angry and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where have you been staying these days? Why don't you go home? In the past, you went home every day no matter how late it was."

Ling Zhao clenched his chopsticks and stared at the braised spareribs in front of him.

Huo Yixiu picked up a piece of lily and put it in his mouth without saying anything. Huo's mother turned to Ling Zhao suddenly and asked, "Did she have a fight with you?"

Ling Zhao closed his mouth and his eyes were clear.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Huo became even more angry.

Who would argue with a mute? How could one argue?

Mrs. Huo actually hoped that she could make a few noises so that the room wouldn't be so dull.

She rubbed her forehead and put down her chopsticks. Seeing this, Ling Zhao also put down his chopsticks.

This made Mother Huo look better.

She knew that she was a junior.

Huo Yixiu glanced at Ling Zhao lightly and picked up the second lily.

Fan Wenxin arrived, looking tired. Aunt Zhang quickly moved a chair aside for her to sit down.

Mother Huo felt sorry for the situation and asked her cousin to bring out the reserved ginseng chicken soup.

"Why did you come so late? This is specially reserved for you. Eat it while it's hot."

Fan Wenxin thanked him and glanced at Ling Zhao.

She had a grim expression on her face and looked at her half bowl of rice with drooped eyelids. There was no ginseng chicken soup.

The corners of her lips lifted up barely noticeably, she held the porcelain spoon to drink soup, and suddenly said: "Someone dug up the fact that Aunt Huo was punished for private tutoring a few years ago. Fortunately, I found a public relations company in time and appeased those who wanted to expose it."

The so-called appeasement is nothing more than threats and warnings.

At this critical moment, you can't cover your mouth with money.

If you meet those who are tough, you will only give people a chance to criticize you.

Junhai Technology’s legal team is well-known in the industry, and they sent a lawyer’s letter to suppress public opinion a while ago.

When Mrs. Huo heard about the events of her early years, her face turned grim and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

That was a thorn in her heart.

When Fan Wenxin saw her expression, she knew that what Mrs. Min said was true.

I finally understood why Mrs. Min dared to ask for the admission quota from Mrs. Huo so unscrupulously.

They have a backup plan.

In her early years, Huo's mother worked as a private trainer for money. Now, it is possible that she would use her power to help others for money.

Now that the incident has come to light, even if the investigation by the investigation team is fair, the public will no longer trust Huo's mother and the Huo family, and they will not be able to clear themselves of the charges.

No wonder Ling Zhao rejected Mrs. He’s request on behalf of Mrs. Huo at the very beginning.

Fan Wenxin always thought that Huo's mother was on the same page with her, but in the end she found out that Huo's mother had hidden such a big thing from her, and she was unhappy.

"Auntie, why didn't you tell me about this? It almost caused a big disaster and it's irreversible!"

Mother Huo's face turned red, her lips trembled, and she no longer had the domineering attitude she had in front of Ling Zhao.

Ling Zhao glanced at Fan Wenxin.

She even used PUA on Huo's mother.

Secret tea is really amazing.

Huo Yixiu's face was serious and cold. He looked at Fan Wenxin: "You had someone suppress it? Why didn't you tell me?"

The company has a public relations department that monitors public opinion. Once it finds any remarks that are unfavorable to the company, it will report them to the higher authorities and ask for instructions on whether to respond and in which direction to direct them.

This time, Fan Wenxin received a request from the Public Relations Department and handled it immediately.

Seeing his dark face, she was slightly frightened and confused: "Shouldn't I do this? Just let the public question it?"

With a click, Huo Yixiu dropped his chopsticks.

Ling Zhao watched the chopsticks rolling on the table. When they stopped, the two chopsticks were an inch apart.

Fan Wenxin was startled and said aggrievedly: "Okay, then tell me what I did wrong. Do you want them to laugh at this matter of Auntie?"

"There are so many teachers doing private tutoring. She was just unlucky to be reported. And after so many years, is she still being talked about?"

"Those who are jealous of others having private trainers, don't they want it?"

"Even if Teacher Huo did something wrong, she was banned from promotion for 20 years. Isn't this enough punishment?"

Ling Zhao watched Huo Yixiu's stiff face soften. He said, "My mother was a private trainer back then, and she was punished accordingly. There is nothing that cannot be said about the Huo family. If you suppress public opinion, you are only making things worse."

"My attitude is not to suppress this matter. I agree with whatever result the investigation team comes up with. Wenxin, I thought you understood what I meant."

Fan Wenxin's face turned pale.

She has reached an agreement with Mrs. Min privately, asking the school to clarify that Tianheng High School did not offer any direct admission quotas, and the investigation team will also handle this matter lightly and let it go.

As for Mrs. He, she had to bear the consequences of her nephew getting into trouble and not being able to enter Tianheng High School.

This was what she and Mrs. Min thought was the best outcome.

Those who were trying to take advantage of the situation to make things worse and target Huo Yixiu could now give up their thoughts.

This was the best outcome she thought.

However, Huo Yixiu did not agree with her way of handling the matter.

Aren't they of one mind?

Huo Yixiu took out his cell phone, got up and went to the garden. It seemed that he wanted the public relations team to do what he told them to do.

Ling Zhao glanced at Fan Wenxin indifferently. Her eyes were red and she sat stiffly, the spoon almost crushed by her.

At this time, Mrs. Huo was not sure whose decision was right, so she stood up and left the table without saying a word.

It became a scene where Ling Zhao was facing Fan Wenxin alone.

She had never looked at Fan Wenxin's droopy face from the perspective of a winner.

In fact, this was not her victory, she was just standing from the perspective of a bystander. But she was still very happy to see Fan Wenxin being humiliated.

Ling Zhao felt hungry again, so she asked her cousin to serve her another bowl of hot rice. She poured two spoonfuls of gravy on the rice, mixed it until it smelled delicious, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

Fan Wenxin glanced at her, grabbed the tissue to wipe her lips, threw the tissue away and left.

She is the only one who dares to lose her temper in the Huo family.

Still an outsider.

Isn’t this actually an honor?

Ling Zhao chewed the rice and smiled silently at the empty opposite side.

Huo Yixiu came back after finishing his phone call. It was obvious that he knew that Fan Wenxin had left in a huff.

He glanced at the half bowl of rice with gravy in front of Ling Zhao and asked calmly, "Are you enjoying your meal?"

Oh, that’s true.

If she eats less, he is unhappy; if she eats more, he is unhappy again.