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

Huo Yixiu frowned, but did not refute what his mother said.

I think he agreed.

Ling Zhao was even more speechless.

She had done something wrong today and caused him to have dinner with the Fan family. Why was she still making a fuss?

She went back upstairs and was packing her clothes silently when Huo Yixiu came in.

Glancing at the suitcase on the ground, he kicked it: "Are you unhappy?"

Ling Zhao pressed his lips, pulled the suitcase back, straightened the crooked clothes inside, and then piled them inside.

I don’t know how long Fan Wenxin will stay, maybe ten days or half a month, or maybe she will never leave.

Ling Zhao had never heard such a ridiculous reason.

The subordinate came to the boss's house to recuperate?

There are tens of thousands of employees who work hard for their boss, and some of them die suddenly on the job. Do the bosses wear mourning clothes for their employees?

Where do they put her, Mrs. Huo?

Yes, no one really regarded her as Mrs. Huo. She was just a clay doll placed in a position, and anyone could pick her up and throw her aside.

Ling Zhao bit his lip.

The stinging pain from the blood scab on her lips made her feel that she was just Huo Yixiu's toy. When he saw that the toy was about to be snatched away, he would snatch it back, brand it with a mark to declare his sovereignty, and ask her to remember her identity and have the awareness of being a wife.

Then he could put her aside and continue to love his true love.

How could he bear to see Fan Wenxin suffer any injustice?

He must let Fan's parents see that he will take good care of Fan Wenxin, so that they can rest assured to leave their daughter to him. What does his wife at home mean? He can also persuade his wife to help him take care of her.

In ancient times, there were virtuous wives and beautiful concubines. Ling Zhao was not even considered a virtuous wife. Fan Wenxin was considered a virtuous assistant.

Huo Yixiu kicked the suitcase away again. Ling Zhao looked up and glared at him with tears in his eyes.

Although she no longer loved him, she felt cold in her heart.

[I was afraid that I would say something unpleasant and make Secretary Fan unhappy. I stayed at the hotel to keep Secretary Fan in a good mood. Am I not being obedient enough?]

In fact, didn’t Mrs. Huo say so much just to ask her to move out?

Out of sight, out of mind. It also makes it easier for Huo Yixiu and Fan Wenxin to develop a relationship.

If something happens in your own home, you don't have to worry about outsiders finding out and spreading something that might damage your reputation.

How good.

Only Ling Zhao's existence is a trouble.

The man stared at her solemnly: "No one asked you to move out, nor did they ask you to be so obedient."

Ling Zhao sneered, went to the bathroom to get his personal belongings, and packed them all into the suitcase.

[All I know is that my husband wants his secretary to live with him and take care of her.]

Huo Yixiu suddenly laughed: "So, you are admitting that you are unhappy? Then why didn't you say it just now?"

Ling Zhao looked at him in astonishment, and asked him in return, does it matter whether she is happy or not?

If she says she disagrees, will it be useful?

Huo Yixiu lowered his eyes and looked at the suitcase: "Have you brought enough things?"

Ling Zhao was stunned again.

The man squatted down, buckled the suitcase, lifted it up and placed it against the wall: "It's raining today, and Wen Xin won't be discharged until tomorrow. You can still stay at home for one night. There's no need to rush out."

He put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the cloakroom.

Ling Zhao was so angry that he cried.

She thanked his whole family!

At night, Huo Yixiu slept with her in his arms, his hands touching her body from head to toe, tossing her around several times. It seemed that his wife was away on a business trip, and he needed some time to eat enough meat in advance before he stopped.

"There's so much water..." He touched the soaked bed sheet, "You have a strong desire, and there are many wild men out there. If I don't satisfy you, you'll be restless..."

Ling Zhao was angry and annoyed. He punched and kicked him and bit his chest hard.

He didn't let go even when the tears were rolling down his cheeks.

How could he bully others like this?

Compared to her previous life where she was foolishly bullied to death by them, this life was more painful for her because she had awakened, but the feeling of powerlessness to resist was beyond her ability.

Ling Zhao hated him so much that he wanted to kill him.

The bite was deep and heavy, as if it was trying to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Huo Yixiu put his fingers on the back of her head: "You still have the strength to bite..."

His fingers moved from the back of her head, through his own chest and her chin, pinched her teeth and squeezed them, forcing her to let go.

He looked at her bloody mouth, wiped his thumb on her lips, then on his own lips, and smiled cruelly: "Now that you have sucked this mouthful of my blood, you can no longer blame me..."

His voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were dark, like a demon king who had practiced for thousands of years and wanted to drain her blood and skin her.

Ling Zhao shuddered, but he just picked her up and asked her to get the medicine.

By the time she came back with the medicine box, he had already changed the bed sheets.

Ling Zhao thought that it was time to change the bed sheets. Now that Fan Wenxin was here, everything in the room needed to be replaced.

The next day, after breakfast, Huo Yixiu did not rush to the company, but returned to the bedroom. He took Ling Zhao's packed suitcase downstairs and sent her to the hotel.

Mrs. Huo didn't say anything. Instead, she suggested that if there was anything missing, she shouldn't come back to get it, saying that the mall had everything and it was a good opportunity to exchange it for a new one.

Ling Zhao felt numb all over.

When they arrived at the hotel, Huo Yixiu put down his suitcase and left.

He booked the hotel suite for a month and said that if the time was not enough, she could extend the stay. He also clearly told the hotel staff that she would not be allowed to move out.

Look at how much of a scumbag this man is.

Ling Zhao stood in front of the French window with his back to him, not even wanting to look at him.

Huo Yixiu didn't say anything to her. He went to the hospital again to complete the discharge procedures for Fan Wenxin.

When they arrived at the hospital, Huo's mother was already in the ward, talking to Fan's father and mother.

Both parties were smiling and seemed to be chatting harmoniously. Huo's mother took the initiative to mention that Fan Wenxin should go to Huo's house to recuperate, and said that Fan Wenxin had no one to take care of her in South City.

After she said that, Fan's parents could not bring their daughter back to Yangcheng to recuperate. This meant that Fan Wenxin was left in Nancheng.

"...I have watched Wen Xin grow up, and I consider her half my daughter."

The meaning of a half daughter is understood by all parents who discuss marriage.

Mother Fan smiled faintly: "Eldest sister is good to Wenxin, we all remember it in our hearts. We are far away in Yangcheng and can't take care of her. Your family has helped us take care of her."

"I'm just staying at your house to recuperate, forget it. Wen Xin is just a subordinate after all, how can I do this? Mrs. Huo will have an opinion."

"Zhao Zhao has no objection." Fan's mother said, "She understands Wen Xin and said that recuperation requires a quiet environment, so she took the initiative to move out."

Fan Wenxin was stunned by these words. She looked at Huo Yixiu in confusion. Huo Yixiu was reading the handbook given by the nurse and didn't seem to pay attention to what they were talking about.

Fan's mother and father looked at each other, and both of them had ambiguous smiles in their eyes.

It seems that my daughter is more capable, and she has regained her dignity.

Mother Fan was surprised: "How can we let Mrs. Huo move out? Wen Xin..."

"Hey, Wenxin's illness is the most important." Mother Huo interrupted her, "Zhao Zhao is a sensible child, and she has a good relationship with Wenxin. When Wenxin was sick, she was always worried about her and wanted to get sick for her."

The people who should be sick don't get sick, but the people who can help and offer suggestions get sick instead. It's really unfair.

Mrs. Huo actually hoped that the person who was sick was Ling Zhao.

It would be best if she died of illness, so as to save the Huo family's image. At most, we can burn more paper money for her every year and let her have the reputation of the late wife.

Fan Wenxin can help the Huo family climb higher, but what can Ling Zhao do?

Fan's mother felt relieved after hearing this. She smiled and said, "Mrs. Huo... is really a considerate and kind person."

Note that she said a good person, not a good daughter-in-law or a good wife.