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

Ling Zhao clutched her skirt tightly.

"Did you have a lot of fun playing with them?" The man's voice was cold, and suddenly his tone changed.

Ling Zhao had no idea what his tricks were, so he pressed his lips together but still nodded.

I am very happy, much happier than when I was with him.

Huo Yixiu glanced at her stubborn little face, tapped his knees lightly with his fingers, and spoke slowly: "It's easy to be compatible, but for you..."

He stopped.

Ling Zhao had to turn around and look at him. What did he mean?

Huo Yixiu's cold gaze fell on her flushed face, his brows slightly raised, as if her appearance was an eyesore to him.

He asked the driver, "Is there any water?"

Taxi drivers in the Bar Street area prepare iced black tea and iced green tea in their cars for passengers who drink too much and are thirsty, so that they can earn extra money.

The driver handed over a bottle of black tea. Huo Yixiu took it and it felt icy cold to the touch.

He unscrewed the lid and put the bottle into Ling Zhao's hand. Ling Zhao was feeling thirsty, so he took it and drank it.

Seeing her defenseless, Huo Yixiu frowned even more.

What if she drank the drink handed to her by a stranger in a bar?

Even for service vehicles like taxis, there is no guarantee that you will not encounter drivers with bad intentions.

He took a deep breath and continued the previous topic: "You are Mrs. Huo."

Ling Zhao held a mouthful of ice water in his mouth.

It’s cold, chilling to the heart.

Yes, she is Mrs. Huo, so she should have Mrs. Huo’s manners and appearance. I don’t ask her to be eloquent, but I ask her not to embarrass herself.

Her social circle is not those working people.

Huo Yixiu's cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and heard Fan Wenxin's voice: "Have you found Zhao Zhao?"

Huo Yixiu glanced at the woman who was drinking water: "Yeah."

"It's good that we found the person. Were you not taken advantage of?"

Huo Yixiu glanced at Ling Zhao and frowned slightly: "No."

Fan Wenxin seemed relieved: "That's good. I was really worried about her. Why would she go to a place like that? Her friends are too unreliable."

The voice on the phone was noisy, and it sounded like they were still in the club. Huo Yixiu pinched his brows and said, "Why haven't you gone back yet? Leave once you find out the truth. They don't need you to bother with socializing so much."

Ling Zhao was left aside, and listening to his deep voice, his attitude was much better than when he spoke to her.

She drank half a bottle of iced tea, didn't want to drink anymore, and handed the bottle over.

Huo Yixiu looked at her, holding the yellow bottle cap in his hand. He opened his palm and motioned her to unscrew the bottle cap herself.

"You can't leave. If you leave, they will just try harder to get information from me." Fan Wenxin's voice was full of helplessness and fatigue. "I regret convincing you to come here now. If I had known earlier, I would have left them alone and waited until the project was approved before opening it to public bidding... Yixiu, am I getting too proud of myself?"

No other company can buy other company's technology patents at a low price and get two years of free support.

She was hit on the forehead, and Huo Yixiu helped her get justice. How could she not be happy?

The carriage was quiet, and Ling Zhao was leaning against Huo Yixiu again, so she could hear every word Fan Wenxin said clearly.

In her previous life, she was ignorant and did not understand the meaning of Fan Wenxin's words.

She was showing off her contribution to Huo Yixiu, and belittling her would only cause trouble.

At this moment, her dizzy mind clearly recalled what Fan Wenxin had just said to her.

"…He's so busy, and if you continue to cause him trouble, you're being inconsiderate."

"...Don't be ignorant. Everyone is busy and you are the only one making things more complicated."

Ling Zhao suddenly wanted to disgust Fan Wenxin.

She didn't take the bottle cap, but raised the bottle to Huo Yixiu's mouth, and gestured with her other hand: [Drink some water. ]

It was inconvenient for her to sign with one hand. At this time, the car happened to pass through a deceleration strip, the car was shaking, and the water in the bottle poured out and dripped onto Huo Yixiu's shirt.

It felt cold, the man groaned and glanced at Ling Zhao.

The light in the carriage was dim. Ling Zhao pretended not to notice the water stains on his clothes. He lowered his brows and twisted the bottle cap, but it didn't fit.

Fan Wenxin's concerned voice came from the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Huo Yixiu's voice was steady and calm, his eyes fixed on the top of Ling Zhao's head. "I'll ask Jiang Shang to pick you up. Don't take the car they arranged."

After ending the call, he called his second secretary Jiang Shang, explained the situation, and then put the phone in his pocket.

Ling Zhao didn't mind being left alone at this moment, and he screwed the bottle cap on and off as if playing, over and over again.

Huo Yixiu looked at her: "Are you satisfied with making me wet?"

Ling Zhao looked up. What did they mean by making him wet? It was just a few drops of water.

Huo Yixiu brought a handkerchief with him, stuffed it into Ling Zhao's hand, and then held her hand and placed it on his chest: "You made it dirty, you wipe it."

Ling Zhao's hand was held by him, unable to retract, and she glared at him angrily. Huo Yixiu seemed to be trying to teach her what "obedience" meant.

The driver looked back in the rearview mirror several times.

In fact, to them, this was just a small scene. There were many people who kissed and touched each other in the car as if no one was around. But Ling Zhao was not thick-skinned yet and could not stand being stared at.

She gritted her teeth and rubbed his chest vigorously. The handkerchief was made of cotton, and no matter how soft it was, it couldn't withstand her strength. But this was not the reason why Huo Yixiu's breathing became heavy.

Her warm fingers brushed across his Adam's apple and his sensitive areas.

After she wiped it a few more times, Huo Yixiu let go.

Ling Zhao withdrew his hand immediately.

The handkerchief absorbed the moisture from the iced tea and became a little damp and sticky.

Ling Zhao wanted to throw the trash away, but the taxi didn't have a trash can, and she didn't want to throw the trash around randomly, so she looked at Huo Yixiu's trouser pocket and put the trash back in its original place.

She pushed it in so hard that she accidentally touched his thing and quickly pulled her hand out.

Huo Yixiu glanced at her without any expression, except that his Adam's apple rolled violently again.

The car stopped at the entrance of Huo's residential complex, and two people got out of the car one after the other. It was cold outside, and Ling Zhao was a little more sober when the wind blew.

She deliberately kept a step away from Huo Yixiu, not wanting to get too close to him.

Divorce is not just talk.

Seeing that she would rather rub her arms than get close to him, Huo Yixiu did not take off his windbreaker to keep her warm, and his jaw was tense.

The Huo family lives in Building No. 6 in the community, which is a small villa.

With his current status and strength, it is more than enough to exchange for a large villa in a luxurious area of ​​North City. There are also many people who want to get close to the Huo family. If Huo Yixiu doesn't want it, Ling Zhao will not accept it without permission, and Huo's mother and his sister will not be tempted by the house.

The Huo family has always lived together, and after Huo Yixiu and Ling Zhao set up their own family, they had no plans to live separately.

Actually, it’s not that there is no possibility, but Huo’s mother didn’t agree.

After Huo's father passed away, Huo's mother hoped that the whole family would stay together, of course mainly because she was worried about Ling Zhao.

Whose daughter-in-law is a mute.

It’s okay for ordinary people, but Huo Yixiu’s status is different. There are many guests visiting, and they are all people of status and position. The Huo family needs someone at home who can handle it.

When I entered the house, the lights were on in the living room and there was a pile of homework books on the coffee table.

Mother Huo was sitting on the sofa, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, leaning forward, marking students' homework.

She is a high school English teacher.

Fourteen years ago, Mr. Huo’s medical license was revoked due to a medical malpractice. He became a pharmaceutical representative, suffered a setback and was ostracized, and never regained his former glory.

When the Huo family was at its peak, Huo's mother was domineering and her husband was stripped of important positions one after another. The Huo family fell into decline and she also restrained her temper.

After the Huo family adopted Ling Zhao, the couple found it difficult to raise three children. In order to supplement the family income, Huo's mother opened a private remedial class.

Fortunately, Huo Yixiu was very competitive, won prize money in competitions, and was recruited by a prestigious university early on. He became a hacker in his first year of high school, was recruited by the government, and started a company after entering university.

The Huo family was getting better and better, and Huo's mother's pressure was also reduced. However, because she was reported for tutoring, she was never promoted to the director of studies.

She has good business skills and she is still brooding over this matter.

However, things took a turn for the better as Huo Yixiu won two awards in a row. As long as more of the senior high school students this year were admitted to top universities such as Peking University and Tsinghua University, she would definitely be the dean of teaching.

As the director of studies, she is also a great help to her son.

He can no longer rely on his wife.

"Mom, you're still correcting homework so late." Huo Yixiu greeted her as he walked in, his voice hoarse.

Mother Huo raised her glasses and glanced at the two of them. She didn't notice that her son's voice was wrong, and looked at Ling Zhao with displeasure.