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

Mother Huo frowned and said, "You haven't been home for a few days. You finally stayed at home last night. How can I not worry about you when you went out again in the middle of the night?"

"She is your wife. Isn't it her duty as a wife to let you stay in this family?"

Huo Yixiu looked upstairs with complicated eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Wen Xin is sick and may need to be hospitalized for a while. Her parents are not in South City. If you have time, go see her."

Mother Huo was surprised: "Wen Xin is sick? What's wrong with her? Is it serious?"

Huo Yixiu briefly explained it, omitting the things that Fan Wenxin did to him when she was drunk.

Mother Huo sighed, her expression solemn: "Breast nodules are caused by anger. Wen Xin has been with you in starting a business. She has suffered so much anger over the years. How many of those dignitaries, wealthy people and celebrities are easy to talk to? She always keeps it in her heart and is gentle and smiling to us."

As they were talking, they brought the topic back to Ling Zhao.

"What did that mute do for our Huo family? What did she do for you? The Huo family owes her, but she also destroyed the Huo family. Your father felt sorry for her and raised her regardless of past grudges. But she is ungrateful and even puts on airs like a rich lady."

"Your father forced you to marry her, which harmed you!"

Mrs. Huo became angrier and angrier as she spoke. After a while, she asked Mrs. Zhang to prepare the car as she was going to the hospital to take care of Fan Wenxin.

Huo Yixiu went upstairs.

Ling Zhao was taking a shower and didn't hear him come in.

All the bath towels and bathrobes in the bathroom were taken out for washing by Zhang's mother. She forgot to take her pajamas with her and came out naked. When she saw the man taking off his clothes in the room, she was stunned and immediately retreated back to the bathroom.

There was a loud bang, so loud that it almost shattered the glass.

The man took off his shirt, revealing his firm and smooth muscles.

With every movement, the muscles stretch and tangle, filled with male hormones.

"It's not like you haven't seen it before, or you just forgot how you begged me in the bathroom?" The man's voice was lukewarm, but Ling Zhao blushed when he heard it.

In the mirror was her fair and smooth skin, tinged with a light pink.

Don't say you have forgotten how Huo Yixiu held her down in front of the mirror and made her see herself in pleasure... every scene was right before her eyes.

Ling Zhao bit his lip and thought bitterly why he didn't stay in a hotel.

If all else fails, can’t he go to his and Fan Wenxin’s love nest?

She didn't bring her cell phone into the bedroom, and she couldn't ask her cousin to help her bring her clothes in, so she could only hold the bathroom handle to prevent him from coming in.

However, Huo Yixiu was much stronger than her, and he pulled the door open with just one push.

He stripped down to his boxers.

Ling Zhao turned his eyes away, trying hard to pretend to be an old couple, looking at his body as if it were pork.

She stepped back, letting him in first and then leaving.

But the moment she took a step out of the bathroom, he grabbed her back and the door closed with a bang.

She was trapped between the glass door and his solid chest, with his long, strong legs pressed against her knees, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

Ling Zhao could only cover herself up and down, glaring at him angrily. The man put on a rogue smile, touched the corner of her eye and said, "I'm still your husband."

Move your eyes downward.

Even though she covered herself tightly, it was difficult for her thin arms to hide her magnificent breasts.

Not only is it difficult, but it has become even more crowded.

The man's eyes were dark as night, with a bonfire burning in his eyes, and his breathing was heavy.

“Ling Zhao…”

Ling Zhao trembled slightly, and the man's gaze turned back and fell on her face again.

The burning flames finally engulfed her.

……

Ling Zhao cried and asked him to stop, but in return he just treated her harder.

This time is different from all the previous times.

He seemed to be proving something, so fast and heavy that she could hardly breathe.

Just after falling from the clouds, he threw me up high again.

It was like a toy being thrown by a dolphin, breaking through the sea surface again and again and sinking into the seabed again and again.

She didn't even know when she fainted. When she woke up again, the man's hand was holding her breast, touching it carefully, as if he was confirming something.

Ling Zhao finally regained some strength, pushed his hand away, and got down to the ground tremblingly.

She felt even dirtier.

He had clearly already released his sexual desire on Fan Wenxin, and now he was doing it again on her.

Really disgusting.

Under the shower, she applied shower gel to her body again and again, hoping that the traces he left behind would disappear like foam.

The door opened and the man stood at the door, looking at the woman who was washing herself vigorously and making herself red all over.

Anger suddenly rose.

He sneered, "You can't wash it off. You will always have my mark on you."

"Mrs. Huo will always be Mrs. Huo, and I, Huo Yixiu, will never be just that. Instead of trying to find someone better, you should think about how to stay by my side and ensure that you will live a life of wealth and glory."

Ling Zhao blocked out his voice and squeezed out another handful of shower gel.

Huo Yixiu got angry and threw the shower gel into the trash can. He held her body with both hands like a pair of pliers: "Who are you keeping your virginity for? Your man is me!"

Ling Zhao smeared shower gel on his face, making it a mess.

I tried to escape, but he caught me.

He hugged her from behind, the water washing over his back, along his body, and then flowing onto her.

It's like we will never be separated, no distinction between you and me.

But he said the words that hurt her the most.

He said, "Ling Zhao, what qualifications do you have to be dissatisfied? I just asked you to be Mrs. Huo. Did I let you suffer? Isn't the position of Mrs. Huo glorious enough for you?"

"Fan Wenxin has nodules and needs surgery. What about you? You are a flower in a greenhouse. I have never treated you unfairly..."

Ling Zhao was bent over by him, his eyes were wide open, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

She died in the greenhouse he built. Is that enough?

Her tears were washed away by the water. Only she herself knew her pain, and only those who had tasted the salty water knew it.

"Ling Zhao, nothing happened between Fan Wenxin and me..."

A heavy, suppressed voice rang like thunder in her ears.

Ling Zhao opened his lips and cried silently.

……

Qin Mansion.

A fat boy in a children's suit glared at the man who came in angrily, grabbed a milk cup and threw it at him.

Qin Zhan took the cup easily, put it back on the table, and handed him the panda doll: "You're back now, don't be angry."

The big hand rubbed the fat boy's head hard, ruffling his shiny oily hair, then he sat down, crossed his legs and asked the fat boy to pass him the fruit plate.

Qin Xie was so angry that his face turned red. He grabbed the panda doll frame and threw it at him: "How dare you order me to do something! I let you order me to do something!"

The servants who passed by saw this scene and were not surprised. They shook their heads and left.

This is a clean room.

Not long ago, they had just cleaned up the battlefield where the young master had destroyed things.

Looks like it's time to clean again.

"…You said South City was fun, so you tricked me into coming here and locked me up, you big liar!"

Qin Zhan held down the little fat boy, pressed him on his legs, and slapped him twice on the buttocks: "You have no respect for your elders. It seems that after locking you up for so many days, you still haven't learned your lesson."