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

Thinking of this, Ling Zhao's mood suddenly became very calm.

I can’t say I’m excited, but I don’t feel sad either.

Everyone knows that Ziqing Garden has good feng shui. Even though Huo's mother wanted to show off her status so much, she was reluctant to move away from there.

Ling Zhao couldn't live in Ziqing Garden, which represented Mrs. Huo's status, so Huo Yixiu compensated her with a house, but no matter how big the place was, it didn't mean anything.

Ling Zhao glanced at the palace lantern hanging from the ceiling with a calm expression. Huo Yixiu looked at her face, which showed no joy or sadness. He had no idea what she was thinking.

I spent almost an hour walking around the villa, looking at every room, the study, the kitchen, the basement. Even the kitchen was divided into a Chinese restaurant and a Western restaurant. With such a large area, there would never be a shortage of rooms.

But if this villa is just a place for him to accommodate her, it is too big.

It was so big that she felt even emptier inside, as if nothing she put in it could fill it.

Is this kind of compensation... to make up for her grievances, or to fuel her ambitions?

Ling Zhao stared at the lamp painted with auspicious cloud patterns, and suddenly understood why some people would rather live in a small house, sleep in a small bed, just for a partner.

Some people live in mansions of thousands of square meters, but they always feel empty and no matter how much they have, it is never enough.

Huo Yixiu put his hands on the guardrail and stood on the third floor looking down. He was tall and stood on a high place. From his perspective, most of the living room and half of the garden were in sight through the huge French windows.

Ling Zhao was not paying attention to the house in front of him, and turned his head to look at the man.

His eyes were as calm as ever, but Ling Zhao was close to him, and she could see the light in his eyes.

That is the excitement of successful people getting stage-by-stage satisfaction and the desire to have more.

His lips were pursed, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, showing full confidence and vision.

Ling Zhao's throat slid slightly, and he turned his head and looked forward calmly.

Huo Yixiu did not see that she was looking around like an excited little girl, running and jumping, she was more stable than him, her calm temperament seemed to have gone through vicissitudes of life and could no longer stir up any waves.

The man asked in a low voice: "Don't like it?"

Ling Zhao gestured with his fingers and told the truth: [It’s too big. ]

Huo Yixiu pressed the corners of his lips.

Although the decision to buy a villa was made in a hurry, Jinxi Garden is the highest-end villa park in the entire South City, and the people who live here are either rich or noble. Huo Yixiu specifically wanted to buy a house here, and Jiang Shang just signed the contract on the spot.

He was planning for the long term.

The man paused for a moment and asked her, "If it were you, what kind of house would you want to live in?"

Ling Zhao wanted to say that the house she wanted didn't have to be too big, as long as he wasn't in it.

But if she said such words, he would definitely change his face. If he got angry and pushed her down the stairs, then the rest of her life would end in a bleak state in a nursing home.

Ling Zhao twitched his lips: [I don’t know, I haven’t thought about it.]

……

Ziqing Garden.

Qiao Jingze went to the Huo family to eat without hesitation.

Mrs. Huo was not in Ziqing Garden. She had gone to school to keep an eye on the students.

With the college entrance examination approaching, Huo's mother said that even if she left school, she would leave with honor. She was determined to train more students to be admitted to 985 prestigious universities, so as to build a reputation for her private training school in the future.

Although Mrs. Huo was not there, lunch was not sloppy at all.

Appetizers, main dishes, and desserts are all available.

In the past, when Ling Zhao was at home, he would simply have two dishes and a soup, which was a world of difference.

Qiao Jingze came, and he added an extra pair of chopsticks and a bowl of rice.

Fan Wenxin said: "Luckily you are here. It would be boring for me to eat alone at such a big table."

Qiao Jingze smiled and said, "I thought you would be reserved. You look a bit like a hostess."

There was no one else in the restaurant, so Fan Wenxin felt as comfortable as if it were her own home.

"I have been to Ziqing Garden countless times, and I am familiar with every corner here." Fan Wenxin took a sip of the turtle soup slowly.

Aunt Zhang said that this turtle was bought from a farmer and caught from the lake. It is purely wild and has absolutely no artificial feed and no hormones.

Fan Wenxin thought the soup was particularly delicious.

From a very early stage, she and Huo's mother got along like mother and daughter. Huo's mother gave her advice and helped her deal with the dignitaries in the upper class. Even when she got into trouble, Huo's mother never blamed her.

It can be said that she has Huo's mother in the palm of her hand.

She and Huo Yixiu have been together every day since college, and Huo Yixiu even shares the company with her.

Zhang Ma was recommended by her.

In this room, only Ling Zhao and the nanny Xiao Zhao were outsiders.

She is more qualified than Ling Zhao to live here and be the hostess here.

Seeing her confident look, Qiao Jingze said nonchalantly, "Huo Yixiu has moved into the hotel, still with that mute. So what if you move into Ziqing Garden?"

Just a guest.

Fan Wenxin's smile froze on her lips. She dropped the spoon into the bowl with a clanging sound, as if shattering the dream she had woven.

"Junhai Technology is now working closely with the government, so its image must be positive. If it were just me and Huo Yixiu in Ziqing Garden, and the mute was staying in a hotel, who knows how people would spread bad things about him. Neither Huo Yixiu nor I have a good reputation. If the mute was used by outsiders and turned against Yixiu, it would cause chaos."

As the King of the Sea, Qiao Jingze knows exactly how men and women play.

He picked up Fan Wenxin's bowl, added some soup to her, and put the bowl back in front of her. He said, "Huo Yixiu is having lunch with the little mute now."

Fan Wenxin bit her lip lightly and clenched the spoon tightly: "That was just a show. He will come back to accompany me in the evening."

Qiao Jingze sneered: "Ziqing Garden is his home. He has to go home to eat secretly. Are you guys having an affair?"

Fan Wenxin kicked him under the table: "Speak properly, what do you mean by cheating? Huo Yixiu and I have always been in love with each other."

Qiao Jingze's leg was still hurting. When she kicked him, he subconsciously retracted his foot. The cloth rubbed against his wound and he hissed.

Seeing him frowning, Fan Wenxin said, "What's wrong? I didn't hit him hard. Don't pretend."

Qiao Jingze smiled bitterly: "I really didn't pretend."

He told Fan Wenxin about Ling Zhao's prank without any formality, but Fan Wenxin caught another point: "Mrs. Xu took Ling Zhao to the club to order a male model?"

"That's nothing. The ladies are having a great time."

Even Fan Wenxin herself has ordered it.

Fan Wenxin's eyes turned slightly and asked, "Does Yixiu know?"

"She is not allowed to enter again."

Both of them seemed to remember something and remained silent.

After a long while, when the soup had cooled down, Qiao Jingze said, "With Huo Yixiu's ability, he has already established a firm foothold in South City. Is his personal reputation and marital status really that important?"

Fan Wenxin held the spoon lightly and heavily, her heart gradually sinking.

She had asked herself again and again, was it really what he said? For their reputation?

She didn't care about the insults anymore, but she was still touched when he said it was for her own good.

Fan Wenxin was suddenly afraid to touch this topic, so she threw away the spoon and said, "Is the burn serious? It's hot, don't let it get infected. Let me take a look."