The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

So Gao Qinghe only glanced at the heading of the report before throwing it back.

"dont see!"

Jiang Baohai's lips curled up. "It's related to your childhood sweetheart next door, you really don't want to look?"

Gao Qinghe narrowed her eyes, "Jiang Baohai, do you want to sleep on the floor tonight?"

"Ahem!" Someone coughed awkwardly twice, put away the report, and said, "Zhou Zhenghua has been transferred to the town, to the town office."

"Although I haven't been promoted yet, I think it'll be soon. There's only one old man in the town office who's about to retire."

Gao Qinghe raised an eyebrow in surprise, "It's about half a year earlier than in my previous life."

This is what Jiang Baohai is most angry about!

"This kid is lucky to have such a good father-in-law. He's bound to rise to the top like a rocket."

He had originally planned to make some moves and keep that kid stuck in the countryside for the rest of his life.

Who would have thought that the report would be thrown out with a "smack"?

If he hadn't attended this meeting today and had run into Lao Cui, he wouldn't have known about this news.

"It seems that things that happened in the past life may happen earlier in this life, or they may not happen at all."

Jiang Baohai felt that this last point was the only consolation.

Gao Qinghe stared at him, finding the old man's occasional childishness somewhat endearing.

"Didn't I tell you to ignore him? We should just live our own lives. Why are you still so concerned about him?"

Jiang Baohai glanced at her with a longing look, "Who told him to still have feelings for you?"

When he said the words "he still cares about you," he appeared to be smiling, but his tone was ruthless.

Gao Qinghe tossed her hair and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. Who told you to be so outstanding as your wife?"

Jiang Baohai's brows suddenly furrowed.

Angry.

Gao Qinghe, still joking: "."

Seriously? You can't even take a joke like this?

"General Manager Jiang? Afu? Jiang Baohai?"

She called out three times, but no one paid any attention to her.

Gao Qinghe was speechless. She had never realized that he was such a jealous person in her past life!

Not to mention that in her past life she really did have various entanglements with Zhou Zhenghua and his wife.

In this life, as soon as she came back, she put the so-called male and female leads far away. Jiang Baohai was even more jealous than in the previous life. Is that reasonable?
This is simply unreasonable!
Gao Qinghe: "I'll call you one more time, and if you still don't answer, I'll..."

The man glanced at me coldly, "So what?"

"I'll pinch your face hard!" Gao Qinghe touched his cold, handsome face with both hands and rubbed it vigorously.

"Honey, you look so cute when you're jealous~"

He gave her a big kiss, turned around, opened the door, and quickly jumped out of the car.

Jiang Baohai's outstretched hand grasped at empty air. He cursed angrily, "Bad woman!", turned off the engine, pulled out the key, and got out of the car.

The man touched his reddened face with his empty hand, and his eyes instantly turned dangerous.

cute?

He'll show her tonight just how adorable he really is!
October arrived in the blink of an eye.

After more than a month of driving school lessons, Gao Qinghe successfully obtained her driver's license.

Huang Yanqiu passed her retake exam, and a few days later, she also got her driver's license.

Xiang Nanfei was unlucky; he passed the written exam make-up test, but failed the actual exam twice in a row, and was so upset he wanted to cry.

Seeing that Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu had both left the driving school, he was left all alone and dejected for several days.

"Here is my factory's phone number and my home address. You can contact me anytime if you're bored."

A stylishly dressed young man, swinging his newly permed shoulder-length curly hair, nonchalantly shoved a bright pink card into Gao Qinghe's hand.

"Alright, let's go. I'll be out in a few days, so don't miss me too much."

Gao Qinghe glanced at the cardboard, then at him.

"Good luck to you."

He turned and left gracefully, waving his sleeves without taking a single cloud with him.

Xiang Nanfei felt that his heart had flown away with her.

He thought, if he couldn't be her husband, he would be her number one backup plan!

"Gao Qinghe!"

The young man suddenly shouted her name.

Gao Qinghe frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding creeping over her.

Looking back, Xiang Nanfei raised his hands above his head, making a big heart shape, and shouted to her:

"Just keep going boldly forward, I, Xiang Nanfei, will always be there to protect you, your strongest support."

Before he could even utter the word "shield," a clod of dirt flew at him and filled his mouth with a mouthful of foul-smelling mud.

Xiang Nanfei blinked his big, bewildered eyes.

Huang Yanqiu clapped her hands and pointed her index finger at him sharply!
"If you keep yelling and shouting like that, I'll sew your mouth shut with a needle!"

Flying south, then taking a big step back.

He wasn't afraid; he was grieving for his first love that had ended without a trace.

"Let's go."

Gao Qinghe pulled away the fierce-looking Huang Yanqiu.

Just another man blinded by good looks, pure self-pity, she's used to it.

After leaving the driving school, she might occasionally remember that some fool spent ten yuan to buy her a sun hat.

The lingering heat of late summer is finally over.

Not long after leaving the driving school, the already overcast sky suddenly darkened.

Huang Yanqiu exclaimed in surprise, "Oh no, it's going to rain!"

Gao Qinghe calmly took out a folding umbrella from her bag and opened it.

The face was covered with brightly colored floral patterns, dazzling to the eye.

Huang Yanqiu gave a thumbs-up in admiration, "Did you check the weather forecast last night? It's so nice to have a TV at home."

Gao Qinghe nodded perfunctorily.

She would never say that it was the system notification she received this morning when she left home.

Suddenly, she remembered that the little system hadn't asked her to increase the male lead's affection level in a long time.

Those who know when to yield are wise, Gao Qinghe thought to herself.

"Little system, you're doing very well right now!"

The system might not blush, but Gao Qinghe felt a shy, burning sensation.

As soon as the two entered the town, large raindrops began to fall.

Gao Qinghe's pager beeped.

Without even looking, I could tell it was Jiang Baohai who had called.

First, Gao Qinghe took Huang Yanqiu to Miaomiao's shop to take shelter from the rain, and then immediately ran to the old man at the newsstand to call Jiang Baohai back.

The man was relieved to hear that she had brought an umbrella.

Gao Qinghe chuckled: "You saw me off this morning, didn't you see me asking Mom for an umbrella?"

Jiang Baohai: "I was so focused on you that I completely forgot about the umbrella."

After saying that, he urged her to hang up, which showed that he was still busy on the other end.

But worried that she would get wet in the rain, he hurriedly called her back.

Jiang Baohai's death came after Gao Qinghe's.

"Sister Qinghe."

The newly hired female shop assistant greeted Gao Qinghe warmly.

He poured a glass of water for her and Huang Yanqiu, and presented them with the sweets and snacks meant for the guests, showing great thoughtfulness.

"Where's Gao Qingmiao?" Gao Qinghe looked around but didn't see her.

The female shop assistant said, "The young boss just went out, and he might be stuck outside because of the sudden rain."

Several customers were still stranded in the store due to the rain.

Gao Qinghe gestured for her to go about her business, and pulled Huang Yanqiu to the suite behind the shop.

Gao Qingmiao used to live alone. Later, she hired a shop assistant who had nowhere to stay, so she was arranged to sleep in an empty room upstairs.

Before the new employee arrived, Gao Qingmiao's room wasn't messy, but it wasn't exactly tidy either.

On this visit, Gao Qinghe was pleasantly surprised to find that the room was clean and bright, and the blankets on the bed were all neatly folded.

Especially the shoe rack, where all kinds of sneakers and canvas shoes that Gao Qingmiao bought were neatly arranged and all cleaned.

Huang Yanqiu was here for the first time and thought it would always be like this, so she said enviously:

"Your brother is really hardworking these days."

Unlike her brothers, whose room was like a doghouse, which they would mess up as soon as she tidied it up.

Fortunately, she is now far away from that doghouse.

Gao Qinghe thought to herself, "You overestimate Gao Qingmiao."

But he didn't say anything, and led Huang Yanqiu to sit in the small hall waiting for the rain to stop. (End of this chapter)