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

Dumb?

Huo Yixiu frowned, his heartbeat slow and strong.

"What is that mute capable of? Besides being a prop in front of those high-ranking officials, will she help your career like Wen Xin did? Besides eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping, what contribution has she made to the Huo family?"

Qiao Jingze suddenly stopped, sneered, and glanced up and down at Huo Yixiu: "Oh, maybe there are other uses. Maybe a mute feels different when sleeping. I heard that her friend has a lot of tricks, so he should have taught her a lot of tricks to please men."

Huo Yixiu's face darkened completely.

"Qiao Jingze, she is my wife."

"Fan Wenxin is your secretary and the person who treats you best! If you treat her badly, you are ungrateful!"

Qiao Jingze's breath was full of alcohol, and his eyes were red as he pointed at Huo Yixiu.

Huo Yixiu pinched his fingers and his temples bulged.

"Jingze, don't scold him." Fan Wenxin suddenly appeared. She was still drunk and had tears in her eyes. She collapsed in Huo Yixiu's arms, "Yixiu, don't be angry. It's my fault. I will ask for your opinion in the future and won't make the decision on my own. I volunteer to deduct my salary and use the dividends for the company's public relations..."

Her voice was hoarse and she wiped away her tears pitifully.

Huo Yixiu lowered his eyes and looked at her, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Seeing that her eye makeup was smudged, I was worried that she might get makeup in her eyes, so I pulled her hand down and gently wiped her eyes with my fingertips.

Sigh.

"The company doesn't need that little money. It's my Huo family who concealed this matter, so it's not your fault..."

In another corner of the garden, in a hidden corner, Ling Zhao quietly watched Huo Yixiu coax Fan Wenxin back to the private room.

She should have been lying in bed, chatting and bickering with strangers, saving herself a lot of trouble and not having to be entangled in the shadow of sadness in her previous life.

But when Huo's mother found out that Huo Yixiu had left, she ran to her room and forced her to bring Huo Yixiu back.

Ling Zhao couldn't hang out with Huo Yixiu's friends, but the staff at the club all knew her, and tacitly sent her to this corner of the garden so that she could hear and see them.

Among Huo Yixiu's friends, everyone knows how Fan Wenxin feels about him.

During their school days, they were a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and were recognized as a couple on campus.

But she doesn't know.

In his previous life, Huo Yixiu never talked about his school life at home. He was very quiet and would do his research in his room when he got home.

Ling Zhao wanted to get close to him and wanted to hear about his experiences in school, but he just complained that she didn't understand.

She didn't understand his world.

She didn't know that he had someone he liked, and because of her intervention, he missed the girl he liked and she could only be his underground lover.

Fortunately, she knows everything now.

Ling Zhao really wanted to go out and tell them that she was willing to divorce.

Seeing Huo Yixiu pick up Princess Fan Wenxin, and seeing Fan Wenxin buried in his arms and smiling shyly, Ling Zhao's heart ached.

I have clearly seen myself and him clearly; I have clearly cut off all feelings and love, so why do I still feel pain?

Are you feeling sorry for yourself in your previous life?

Ling Zhao couldn't tell what was going on. He just felt pain and was unhappy.

Fan Wenxin is alone in South City, but there are people who like her, protect her, stand up for her, and feel sorry for her.

What about her?

Because her voice was ruined and she could no longer make money, her biological parents abandoned her.

She went from being a child star that everyone admired to a rotten sweet potato that no one wanted.

She lived under other people's roofs and had to depend on other people for her life, but she had not suffered too much. Compared to those children in orphanages who were suffering from illness and no one adopted them, she was lucky.

Compared to other children who were adopted and suffered inhumane life, she was more fortunate. At least the Huo family gave her a home, let her learn sign language, and let her finish school.

She didn't have to worry about getting married. At the age of 20, she married Huo Yixiu, a potential stock, and became the envied Mrs. Huo.

She has always thought so.

So in her previous life, before the tragedy happened, she never doubted anyone. She trusted everyone and thought that as long as she treated the world kindly, the world would also treat her kindly.

Ling Zhao didn't know how she left the club, but she didn't bring Huo Yixiu back to the Huo family.

She didn't dare go back.

A person was walking on the street from dusk to dawn. He saw a breakfast shop open, went in, drank the first cup of soy milk ground by the soy milk machine, and ate the first steamed bun from the steamer.

"Ms. Ling..." The gentle man's voice was a little hoarse from staying up late, and he chuckled beside her table, "No, I should call you Mrs. Huo."

Wen Mingrui sat down opposite her and ordered the same buns and soy milk.

Ling Zhao hadn't seen him for a long time, so he forced a smile: [Are you on duty? ]

Wen Mingrui nodded: "Yeah." Seeing her dark circles under her eyes, he frowned, "Why are you out so early in the morning? Are you not asleep?"

Ling Zhao didn't answer and asked the boss for a fried dough stick.

The soy milk in this breakfast shop is served in a large bowl. She broke the fried dough sticks into pieces, soaked them in the soy milk until soft, and scooped them up with a spoon to eat.

Wen Mingrui took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but seeing her overly calm face, he couldn't say anything.

Ling Zhao ate half of the fried dough stick and handed the remaining half to Wen Mingrui.

[It is said that fried dough sticks are the incarnation of Qin Qiu. People in ancient times hated him, so they made him like this and fried him in a pan.]

Wen Mingrui didn't know why she said this, but looking at her expression, she really wanted to fry someone in the frying pan.

He smiled and said, "There is such a saying."

There was a moment of silence. Wen Mingrui tried to ask several times, but his status was not right. Finally, he could only ask: "Are you still treating your throat?"

Ling Zhao was stunned and shook his head slightly.

I've been disappointed so many times that I'm scared.

Wen Mingrui said that technology and medicine are advancing, and medical problems that could not be solved in the past may be possible in the future, so he advised her not to give up.

"I'll keep an eye out for you. If there are any successful cases or new technologies, are you willing to try them?"

Ling Zhao wondered blankly, is there still hope for her?

But, she is already a reborn person, so what is impossible?

She nodded heavily and Wen Mingrui smiled.

Across the street, Qin Zhan, who was in the car, rested his chin on his hand and looked at the couple who were smiling brightly in the small shop.

She was laughing so happily that it made him uncomfortable.

She said she had something to go out for, but it turned out she was just going to hang out with a strange man for the night.

They are all fooling around, so why can't it be him?

Qin Zhan tilted his head and picked up the small bucket on the passenger seat.

Two Sichuan carps were swimming pitifully inside, disturbing the water plants.

Outside the car, a wild cat meowed around the car and jumped onto the front of the car to scratch the man inside.

Qin Zhan glanced at the wild cat, grinned, got out of the car, picked up the fish to feed the cat, and turned his head to look at the people in the breakfast shop.

He took out his cell phone and took a picture of the cat eating the fish.

Ling Zhao was biting into a bun when his cell phone rang. A new photo was sent to him with a blank profile picture: a stray cat eating a small cat fish while standing on the hood of a car.

The car is shiny and judging by the chassis, it should be a sports car.

Ling Zhao replied: A kind-hearted rich second generation.

"Why not? Cats love to steal fish."