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

Chapter 215 Tea Talk Tea Talk

Because Si Xingyue was not on the inspection list, and it happened that Mrs. Huo opened an unknown custom shop, so he came up with a premeditated plan.

Ling Zhao smiled speechlessly.

It turned out to be the case.

What she thought was a coincidence was actually someone else's careful calculation.

I guess even what Si Xingyue said just now was just a step backward to advance.

I never thought that a mute who is useless in the eyes of many people is worth so much effort from others.

Ling Zhao looked at the discussion about Ling Ji on the Internet again and suddenly found it boring.

[Will your company consider him as a candidate in the future? ]

Huo Yixiu shook his glass: "It never happened before, and it won't happen in the future."

How could he allow a man who had bad intentions towards his wife to make money from him?

Ling Zhao said nothing.

She and Si Xingyue only had an ordinary business relationship. She didn't owe him anything, and there was no need for her to feel burdened. He didn't get the brand endorsement, which could only mean that he wasn't strong enough.

Fan Wenxin did not show up at the banquet all night.

When I returned to Jinxi Garden in the evening, it was as peaceful as the previous few days.

Just as Huo Yixiu's Bentley entered the gate, a Porsche also entered the community gate shortly afterwards.

The person sitting in the Porsche was Si Xingyue.

……

On the other end, Fan Wenxin tightly grasped the phone, looking anxious.

She picked up the wine glass and put it to her mouth, but was stopped by Qiao Jingze.

"What are you doing?" Fan Wenxin asked in an unhappy tone. Qiao Jingze glanced at her belly and asked, "Don't you want the child?"

Fan Wenxin's lip lines were pressed tightly together and she couldn't drink, so she smashed the bottle.

He broke two bottles of wine in a row.

This time Qiao Jingze didn't indulge her anymore. The wine was gone and that was it.

No more new wine was sent.

The box was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, which made Fan Wenxin's eyes red.

The Mid-Autumn Festival party was such an important banquet, but Huo Yixiu only brought Ling Zhao with him.

She was now completely excluded from the threesome that she had been a part of before.

What made her even more annoyed was that she sent Ling Zhao information about her pregnancy every day, but she didn't react at all, and her relationship with Huo Yixiu was not affected at all.

Even after such explicit photos were sent out, Ling Zhao still did not respond. She attended the party more beautiful and elegant than before.

Ling Zhao is living so well, how can she live well?

His nails almost dug into the flesh of his palms. Fan Wenxin's face was gloomy and ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "She must be pretending!"

When the wives of the first wives are provoked by other women, they all pretend that they don't care. In fact, their hearts are full of holes, and the only thing they can hold on to is their position as the first wife.

Qiao Jingze was also surprised that Ling Zhao could remain so patient.

Either she trusted Huo Yixiu enough, or she didn't care at all.

Fan Wenxin glared at him: "Why don't you speak?"

Qiao Jingze took a sip of wine, his expression indifferent: "It's not that I want Huo Yixiu, what do you want me to say."

He had already given away such a large number of shares, but was still beaten up by his father at home.

After being highly regarded for a few years, he returned to the pre-liberation era overnight.

The door of the box opened, and a waitress in uniform stood at the door: "Third Master, Miss Luo is here, do you want to meet her?"

Miss Luo was the person that the Qiao family arranged for Qiao Jingze. The Qiao family could no longer allow him to continue to behave so absurdly.

Qiao Jingze raised his eyebrows, straightened his clothes, stood up, and asked the waiter with a smile: "How do I look like this?"

The waiter covered his mouth and smiled, but when he saw Fan Wenxin's murderous look, he immediately put away his smile and said, "It's appropriate."

Qiao Jingze bent down to pick up the wine glass and was about to go over to toast, but Fan Wenxin suddenly snatched the glass away and slammed it to the ground.

Glass fragments flew everywhere, and one of the broken pieces jumped up and scratched the waiter's face. The waiter screamed "Ah" and covered his face subconsciously. When he took his hands away, he saw a stream of blood flowing down his fair face.

The waitress covered her face in grievance, not daring to speak. Qiao Jingze got angry and said calmly, "Tell them that Miss Fan is not allowed to enter any of the Qiao family's entertainment venues in the future. Miss Fan needs to take care of her pregnancy."

Fan Wenxin exploded and jumped up: "Qiao Jingze, even you don't take me seriously!"

Qiao Jingze looked at her coldly: "You took my seed to provoke Huo Yixiu, where did you put me?"

The man finished speaking and left.

Fan Wenxin was so angry that she clenched her fists and screamed "Ahhh", but all she saw was a messy box and the smell of alcohol in the room.

……

Ling Zhao hadn't received any messages from Fan Wenxin for several days.

I don’t know if it was because she didn’t accept the challenge, but Fan Wenxin gave up.

On this day, Fan Wenxin came to Lingji by herself.

She was wearing flat shoes, loose clothes, and holding her lower back when she walked. It was obvious that she was a pregnant woman.

She walked around the store in a pretentious manner. Ling Zhao was not in the store at that time, so Xiao Jia received her and served her flower tea and snacks.

Ling Zhao received Xiao Jia's notification and came over in half an hour.

Apart from anything else, she knew Fan Wenxin's intentions and was afraid that Xiao Jia and the others would not be able to handle it and would fall into her trap.

When Fan Wenxin saw Ling Zhao coming in, she supported her waist and stood up: "I was just strolling on this street. I got tired and remembered that your store was nearby, so I came over to sit for a while."

Ling Zhao subconsciously glanced at her belly. Fan Wenxin raised her hand to check the time and said, "My scheduled prenatal checkup is almost here. Zhao Zhao, are you okay? We haven't had tea together for a long time. Why don't you accompany me to have a prenatal checkup and then have a cup of tea?"

Ling Zhao was speechless.

We have already fallen out and have never reconciled, so there is no point in drinking tea.

Yu Yang is such a carefree person, but after a quarrel, he only dared to ask his cousin to speak good words between them.

Ling Zhao: [The store is very busy, didn’t you see? ]

Unlike the last time she went viral, this time it was not gossip, but a serious move by her technology and celebrities. Her Lingji became popular again on the Internet. In recent days, many high-spending white-collar workers have come to the store to order custom clothes.

Fan Wenxin just sat there drinking tea, doing nothing, eating and drinking for free.

It was good enough that Ling Zhao didn't think she was wasting her water and electricity resources.

The corners of Fan Wenxin's lips twitched, and she smiled again, saying meaningfully: "Zhao Zhao, we are almost sisters now, so you can rest assured that I can go to the hospital alone?"

The word "sister" made sensitive people look over.

Those who can call Mrs. Huo "sisters" are either close friends or family members. Add the word "quickly", and it becomes intriguing.

Ling Zhao's expression changed, he took a deep breath, called Xiao Jia, and asked her to keep an eye on the store.

Then she accompanied Fan Wenxin to the hospital.

In fact, Ling Zhao was not opposed to accompanying someone to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, if Fan Wenxin hadn't disgusted her so much before.

This feels a bit fresh too.

In her previous life, it was Fan Wenxin who accompanied her to the prenatal check-up.

This life is the opposite.

Fan Wenxin stroked her belly and chatted, saying that the baby had already made her suffer even though she was still young.

She also said that during this period she played music for her baby every day and told him stories in English to foster the mother-child relationship.

Ling Zhao held the steering wheel, thankful that he was a mute at the moment and didn't have to talk to her.