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

Early in the morning, Gao Qinghe was awakened by the sound of a baby crying.

Last night, their passion ignited, and after a night of tossing and turning, she slept fitfully and couldn't wake up at all.

Hearing her child cry, she instinctively broke free from her drowsiness and woke up.

The people around her had already left for the company. Gao Qinghe heard the crying outside the door and called out in a hoarse voice:
"Xiaoyu? Come in."

Holding her little niece, whose face was red from crying, Jiang Yu was almost in tears herself.

Brother Ke said not to disturb his sister-in-law's sleep, so she didn't dare to knock on the door.

If her little niece hadn't been so pitiful, she wouldn't have dared to bring her to the doorway to cry.

Fortunately, the mother and daughter were of one mind, and upon hearing the child's call, the sister-in-law finally woke up.

Jiang Yu quickly pushed open the door and carried her hungry, crying niece into the room.

“The milk powder is finished, so Mom went to town to buy some more,” Jiang Yu explained.

Otherwise, Jiang Qiyue wouldn't be in such a pitiful state.

We use a combination of breast milk and formula at home, with breast milk being the primary source, so we don't prepare that much formula.

Qi Lianxin was busy doing housework, taking care of the chickens, ducks, and vegetable garden, and also making buttons, so she forgot about it for a moment.

My granddaughter was whimpering this morning, and when I opened the formula can, I found it was empty.

But this is nobody's fault but the child's father.

"Little Yueyue, your dad really is your biological father," Jiang Yu said in a low, sarcastic tone.

Looking at her daughter's red face from crying, Gao Qinghe felt both sorry for her and amused. She calmly put on the thin gauze covering her face before taking over the baby to breastfeed.

The little baby had quite a temper; he huffed and puffed out the feed gate with his tongue the first two times.

His mother ruthlessly pressed his little head down, and he began to swallow large gulps of food.

I don't know how hungry I was, I ate too fast and choked.

Gao Qinghe was fine, but the child's aunt's eyes welled up with tears. She felt that her niece was really unlucky to have such parents!

Having finally eaten her fill, Jiang Qiyue lay carefree on the bed, sprawled on her back, pouting to amuse her mother.

Gao Qinghe picked out a newly bought purple long-sleeved dress from the wardrobe. When she turned around, she saw her daughter's quirky little face and her heart melted.

He immediately leaned in and gave her two big kisses.

Seeing her mother approach, the little one slapped her cheeks with both hands, making a "smack" sound.

Gao Qinghe was taken aback at first, but then she nudged the naughty boy's belly with her head in an annoyed manner, making the little guy laugh non-stop.

Jiang Yu sat on the edge of the bed, watching enviously, then suddenly exclaimed:
"Sister-in-law, Yueyue is teething!"

Gao Qinghe curiously pried open her daughter's mouth and sure enough, she could see a tiny tooth, no bigger than a grain of millet, still inside the gums and not yet peeking out.

“No wonder it hurt so much when you bit me just now. Looks like I can start weaning you off breast milk,” Gao Qinghe said seriously.

Jiang Yu patted her niece's soft black hair with sympathy. Poor thing, she'll only be able to drink milk powder from now on.

After tidying herself up, Gao Qinghe took Jiang Yu and her daughter out to go into the city for some fun.

Grandma brought over a hand-woven baby carrier from the countryside. She wrapped the child in it and carried him steadily on her aunt's back.

Gao Qinghe was riding a bicycle, with her aunt and niece sitting on the back. When the wind blew, Jiang Qiyue looked surprised and felt uncomfortable in her eyes, so she simply buried her head in her aunt's back.

After a while, I gradually got used to the wind and noticed that the clouds in the sky were constantly moving backward. I watched them intently, occasionally chuckling to myself.

Jiang Yu is so fond of her little niece that she doesn't want to go back to school.

He carried Jiang Qiyue back and forth several times at the school gate.

Finally, the little guy got sleepy, and Jiang Yu carefully handed the sleeping Jiang Qiyue, who was like a little pig, to her sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going back to school now. Please ride slowly on your way back."

Gao Qinghe nodded. "Don't worry."

After watching Jiang Yu enter the school gate, Gao Qinghe carried the child in a baby carrier, got on her bicycle, and went to Gao Qingmiao's clothing store.

I locked my bicycle and parked it in front of the candy store next door, asking the owner to keep an eye on it. I carried my child inside, only to find it completely empty.

"Xiao Hong? Gao Qingmiao?!"

He called out, but no one answered.

Gao Qinghe continued walking inside, thinking that the person might be resting in the inner room.

As I passed the cashier, I was startled by the figure huddled there.

"Gao Qingmiao, are you looking for death?!"

Upon recognizing her own unworthy younger brother, Gao Qinghe stepped forward and scolded him irritably:
"I told you not to say a word, and instead you're hiding here trying to scare people!"

Jiang Qiyue was extremely sleepy. Wrapped in the baby carrier, she snuggled close to her mother's arms, feeling completely safe and impossible to wake up.

Realizing she had been too excited, Gao Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, untied the baby carrier, shoved the child into her younger brother's arms, and relaxed as she strolled around the store.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Although they were happy to see Jiang Qiyue and Gao Qingmiao, their expressions were those of someone who was smiling bitterly and looking miserable.

Gao Qinghe sensed something was wrong and turned around to ask:
"What's wrong with you? You look so listless this morning. Where's Xiaohong?"

It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because as soon as she heard the name Xiao Hong, Gao Qingmiao couldn't manage a smile at all.

He lifted the fast-sleeping Jiang Qiyue a little higher, bent down to snuggle against the little guy, trying to absorb his energy, and said with a wry smile:
"she left."

Oh, the baby is so soft and smells so good, so cute!
Gao Qinghe asked in surprise, "When did you leave? Did you two break up?"

The two words "separate" dealt a devastating blow to Gao Qingmiao.

The grown man buried himself in his little nephew's body and actually shed two drops of cat urine.

"That's right, I got dumped. She's going to study in the south, and my little temple can no longer accommodate her big Buddha."

Sniffing, not afraid of being embarrassed, she continued, "She said I was too naive, that things wouldn't work out between us, and that it was better to break up sooner rather than later. She wished me good business and good health, and even encouraged me to go to night school and read more books when I had time!"

The tone was somber at first, but by the time he finished speaking, he was gritting his teeth, seething with resentment.

Gao Qinghe shrugged; she wasn't surprised at all.

She walked up to her younger brother and patted him on the shoulder. "It's okay. It just means you two aren't a good match. It's better to break up sooner rather than later."

Gao Qingmiao got even more worked up and retorted defiantly, "What's wrong with us?"

"If it's a good match, why did you still get dumped?"

Gao Qingmiao said bitterly, "I wasn't dumped! She clearly still likes me, and I like her too. We love each other and are a match made in heaven!"

Gao Qinghe: "."

She picked up the child, took two steps back, and carefully examined the young man in front of her who had broken down.

Those grief-stricken eyes were filled with confusion and self-doubt.

"If you ask me, you really should read more books," Gao Qinghe suggested earnestly.

It's not really about learning something new, but about changing to a new environment and seeing the world from a different perspective.

Gao Qingmiao never expected that her own sister would say such things about her.

Enraged, she plopped down on the chair behind the cashier, crossed her arms, and grieved alone.

The wind chimes at the door jingled, signaling that guests had entered.

Gao Qinghe tapped on the cashier's counter. "Someone's here."

Gao Qingmiao turned her head away, feeling listless.

Gao Qinghe raised her hand to slap, but before it could fall, Gao Qingmiao jumped up and forced a smile to greet the guest.

Gao Qinghe raised her leg and gave him a light kick.

You're just a tool for making money, how dare you throw a tantrum at me!
After seeing the customer off, Gao Qingmiao seemed to have all her strength drained away and collapsed on the cashier counter.

His soul was dead; only an empty shell remained. (End of Chapter)