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

The little fat boy covered his buttocks, like a lion whose tail was stepped on: "How dare you hit me!"

Qin Zhan glanced at him coldly: "What else?"

Apart from him, no one else in this world dares to lay a hand on this little ancestor.

Qin Zhan sighed with deep worry. In a few years, no one would be able to control him.

The little fat boy glared at him fiercely, threw the panda on him, and yelled: "I want to go back to Huaicheng, I want to tell grandma, you hit me!"

This time, Qin Zhan didn't even look at him. He just leaned over, lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep holding the panda.

"You go."

He didn't even stop.

The servant who was walking back with the basket of vegetables looked at them again, and it was obvious that he was also used to this situation.

Since the little ancestor came to the Qin Mansion, such drama has been played out every few days.

The most famous incident was when he went to the park alone a while ago and cheated on a woman. I heard that she had to spend a night in the detention center.

This matter was a bit serious. Mr. Qin got angry and put the little ancestor in solitary confinement.

The little fat boy stood there for a long time without moving.

Qin Zhan opened his eyelids and glanced at him: "Why don't you leave?"

"I haven't eaten yet." The little fat man walked over, pulled the panda out of his arms, jumped up and down, and sat steadily on the sofa.

It seemed like the sofa creaked.

Qin Zhan frowned: "You should lose weight."

The little fat man ignored him and pulled the panda's ears: "Did you go out to play with women again all night?"

The man rested his head on his arm, bent one of his long legs, stared at the ceiling, and raised a playful smile at the corner of his lips: "No, I'm fishing."

When the little fat boy saw his lewd smile, he grabbed the panda and threw it at him again: "You're lying!"

He can read, and the label on the panda clearly says "Nancheng Wildlife Park".

The boy frowned and forced out a sarcastic smile: "Is it the turn of the silly and innocent this time?"

Qin Zhan stood up and pinched the fat on his cheek: "I think you look more like a silly and innocent girl... You have so much fat on your cheek."

The little fat boy was so angry that he said, "I will be thin when I grow up!"

"Humph, a dishonest man like you said you wanted to educate me. What can you teach me? You don't see anyone all day, don't teach me bad things."

"You little brat, you have no respect for your parents..." Qin Zhan pinched his face, squeezing his chubby face until it was deformed.

The fat boy felt pain and waved his hand away.

Although he was fat, he was a flexible little fat boy. The big and the small were playing a game of catch around the sofa, but Qin Zhan couldn't catch him.

Qin Xie ran to the restaurant and stuck out his tongue and made faces at him: "Qin Zhan, you are too weak, lelele!"

Qin Zhan has the consciousness of an adult. What's the fun in playing with little brats? It's fun only with beautiful women.

He sat in an untidy manner, holding the panda and looking at it, and actually smiled foolishly.

"Qin Xie, do you want someone to play with you?"

The fat boy was in the restaurant and didn't hear anything, so no one responded to him.

Qin Zhan didn't care either, and seemed to have made up his mind.

It was just that Qin Zhan didn't see Ling Zhao again for a while. But he saw the follow-up news about the incident involving Huo's mother.

"After a thorough investigation by the Tianheng High School investigation team, it was discovered that the new teaching director, Du Fengqing, had been disciplined for being a private tutor ten years ago...After this incident, Du Fengqing's position was removed, but his position as a senior teacher remains unchanged."

But it was not this part that sparked public opinion; the focus was on the following.

"…Min XX, director of the Education Bureau, has been suspended from his duties, and Ma XX, former principal of Tianheng High School, has been taken away at the same time, pending further investigation."

Huo family.

Mother Huo has lost her energy and spirit.

The phone kept ringing, but she never glanced at it.

Those people were just making fun of her in the name of concern!

When Huo Yixiu returned home, his mother, with red eyes, slapped her son in the face.

After the fight, she was stunned.

He looked at his hands helplessly.

Huo Yixiu never needed her to worry about him since he was a child. He was too good, and she never touched him.

But she couldn't let it go.

She was shaking with rage.

"You told me to leave it alone. Is this your explanation to me?"

"You know how many years I've been waiting for this position!"

What Huo's mother wanted most was to be the Dean of Studies before she retired. But she was fired before she even had time to warm up to the position, and everyone laughed at her.

How will those people see her?

"Our Huo family fell from a high place because of your father. You can pull the Huo family back to that height by yourself, even higher than before. That's your ability. But they still look down on our family, laughing at the Huo family's low status and lack of background. It's because your father and I are useless."

"I work so hard that I even lower myself to associate with someone like Mrs. Min, hoping that I can build more connections for you in the education circle. If my status is higher, you will also be proud of it."

"But do you think I'm holding you back? If you don't want me as your mother, you can just say so!"

"Ma'am, things have come to this. Mr. Huo must have tried his best to deal with it..." Aunt Zhang supported Mrs. Huo and helped her calm down, fearing that she would faint from excitement.

How come after waiting for so long, this is the result?

Isn't this result a slap in the face of the lady?

Ling Zhao watched coldly from the side, feeling neither sorry for Huo's mother nor the slap Huo Yixiu received.

She only knew that Huo's mother was addicted to power.

The position of Dean of Studies was not a high position, but it was also a position of real power. If Huo's mother could establish good relations with those wives of officials, she might even be transferred to another school to be the vice-principal.

This was her real intention of being humble in front of Mrs. Min.

Huo Yixiu's status in South City is not low now, but he is a businessman after all. He can cooperate with the education circle to do projects, but things like Huo's mother's appreciation still have to be done by those in power.

As for Huo Yixiu... he seemed to be a filial son, but Ling Zhao knew how cold and indifferent he really was.

He would make use of as much as possible of what was beneficial to him; and he would calculate anything that was useless to him, even if it was just coal slag.

All of Huo's mother's past affairs were dug up, and Huo Yixiu did not try to hide anything, but openly let people talk about it.

Even though Junhai Technology's stock price has been fluctuating like a roller coaster during this period, he has remained calm.

Huo Yixiu said that this matter would be known to others sooner or later, and if it was not resolved at once, it would only cause trouble in the future.

However, the way to resolve the incident was to destroy all of Huo's mother's years of hard work. Ling Zhao once again witnessed Huo Yixiu's cold-bloodedness.

As expected of mother and son.

Ling Zhao picked up a bayberry, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

She looked at Huo's mother's hysteria and Huo Yixiu's indifference.

He took Mother Huo from Mother Zhang, helped her sit down, and poured her tea. Mother Huo knocked over the cup, so he patiently poured another cup and handed it over.

After several attempts, only the last cup was left in a set of tea sets.

He told Aunt Zhang calmly, "Go get another set of tea sets."

Aunt Zhang looked at him nervously, said "eh", and went to the kitchen to get new kitchen utensils.

Huo Yixiu handed the teacup to Huo's mother and said, "If this set of tea sets is broken, just buy another one. If you are angry, you can smash as many teacups as you want. You can do whatever you want to vent your anger."

“But if the people who pour the tea are affected, no one will buy tea sets anymore.”