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

Judging from Gao Qingmiao's condition, she will not be able to open the shop again.

Gao Qinghe turned off the lights in the shop, tossed her chin, and said, "Let's go."

"Where to?" Gao Qingmiao asked weakly.

Gao Qinghe kicked him, "Just keep walking, why are you asking so many questions!"

Gao Qingmiao reluctantly closed the shop door with an "oh" and followed his sister to a small, artsy-style snack shop.

At this time, everyone is having lunch, and there are only one or two couples in this artsy little shop, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Gao Qinghe found an empty seat, asked the owner to bring the menu over, and tossed it into her younger brother's arms.

"What?" Gao Qingmiao asked listlessly.

Sadness consumed all his emotions, and he even lost his appetite.

Gao Qinghe felt an itch to touch him as soon as she saw him like that. She took a deep breath, suppressed her impatience, and commanded:

"Order as much as you want, it's on me today."

Gao Qingmiao showed a little interest, but only for two seconds.

With a blank expression, he handed the menu back to the owner, saying, "Just order whatever you like."

The boss looked at Gao Qinghe hesitantly.

Gao Qinghe said generously, "Give me two copies of all your company's signs!"

The boss was secretly pleased, but still reminded him that such a large quantity was too much for two people to finish.

Gao Qinghe waved her hand, "It's alright, just go for it."

She packed up the leftovers and took them with her.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the boss smiled and went to prepare the ingredients.

The food and drinks were served quickly, filling the table to the brim.

The aroma of food wafted over, and Gao Qingmiao, who originally had little appetite, couldn't help but swallow.

Actually, he hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. It was fine without any tempting food, but seeing so much food now, even a god couldn't resist.

"I ate?"

Gao Qinghe nodded.

Gao Qingmiao stopped being polite, picked up two fried chicken legs coated in starch, and quickly devoured them, taking a bite from the left and a bite from the right.

Suddenly, Gao Qingmiao's appetite returned, and she transformed her grief and indignation into a voracious appetite, eating voraciously.

The way the wind swept away the clouds made the boss's heart pound with fear.

Gao Qinghe calmly raised her hand, and the boss swallowed back his words of dissuasion.

New customers arrived at the shop, and the owner went up to greet them, turning back every few steps, thinking to himself that he had never seen anything like it before.

Gao Qingmiao ate like crazy until she couldn't eat anymore, then she stopped, satisfied, and leaned back on the sofa, letting out a satisfied burp.

Strangely, it seems like I'm not so sad anymore.

After letting out a burp, Gao Qingmiao asked, "Sis, do you think I've worked exceptionally hard this year? Has the store's sales doubled compared to last year? I guess I'm a successful young person now, right?"

Why doesn't Xiaohong believe me?

Knowing he wanted to vent, Gao Qinghe nodded, signaling him to continue, assuring him that she was listening.

Gao Qingmiao rubbed her face and said wearily, "She said her family has a heavy burden, and I said I was willing to share it with her, but then she said her family situation was too complicated and wouldn't let me get involved. I really don't understand what she's thinking."

Do you know why she suddenly wanted to leave?

Gao Qingmiao shifted her position and pulled a small red box out of her pocket.

Gao Qinghe took it and opened it, and found two gold rings inside.

"You proposed?" Gao Qinghe asked in surprise.

Gao Qingmiao nodded, "It was the marriage proposal that scared her away. Everything was fine before. I should have known better than to rush things."

After listening, Gao Qinghe shook her head helplessly, "It seems you don't understand her at all."

Gao Qingmiao stared in disbelief and retorted, "Don't I know her?"

“You don’t understand.” Gao Qinghe returned the ring to her mentally challenged brother and repeated, “You never knew what she wanted.”

Gao Qingmiao was stunned, truly stunned.

Gao Qinghe said, "What she needs now is not a restrictive marriage, but a way to escape her current terrible environment." Another point is that Mo Xiaohong has low self-esteem.

When people feel inferior, they are more eager to prove themselves.

But the results are often the opposite of what was expected.

"She wants to reach even greater heights, but you want stability. You don't understand her, and she can't give up her own pursuits for you."

It's better that they broke up. Gao Qinghe genuinely felt that Gao Qingmiao couldn't handle a woman like Mo Xiaohong.

But what's that saying again?

People always yearn for what they don't have.

That's why Mo Xiaohong fascinates him so much.

Innocent and lively girls held no appeal for Gao Qingmiao.

"People are just too shameless," Gao Qinghe sighed.

Gao Qingmiao: I feel like I've been scolded again.

"Sis, are you even my real sister? Your brother got dumped and you're still saying such sarcastic things."

Gao Qingmiao is about to become withdrawn; her heart, which had just been healed by delicious food, is broken once again.

Gao Qinghe glared at him. "It's just a breakup, it's not like you'll die."

"I've already been more than generous by bringing you out for a meal. Who else gets this kind of treatment?"

She spent a whole hour on him.

Besides Jiang Baohai, that old man, what other man in this world is worth her going to such lengths for?
"Be content, Gao Qingmiao, don't take your blessings for granted!"

Gao Qinghe waved to the owner, "Check, please."

Holding the child made it inconvenient to find money, so she handed her wallet to Gao Qingmiao, indicating that he should take out the money to pay the bill.

Gao Qingmiao felt incredibly cheap, that she could be appeased with just one meal.

You know what, being scolded by your older sister is more effective than being comforted by her.

He's in no mood to think about his failed romance; all he wants to do is kneel down in front of his sister's wallet.

"You're carrying so much money with you when you go out? Aren't you afraid of getting robbed?"

Looking at the thick wad of hundred-yuan bills in her wallet, Gao Qingmiao felt so envious she wanted to cry.

Gao Qinghe scoffed, "You're making a fuss over nothing."

If she can still be caught by robbers even with this 360-degree monitoring alarm on her person, then she should immediately pull out the system and kill it.

Dongdong angrily retorted: "I didn't do anything to you today!"

Gao Qinghe thought to herself, "Don't be angry, I'm just praising your abilities."

The Naive System immediately followed up: "Really?"

Gao Qinghe: "Really!" It's fake, just kidding the system.

The systems that can sense each other's thoughts decide which part they want to hear.

The host praised its great abilities, hehe~
Gao Qingmiao paid the bill and openly stuffed a wad of cash into her pocket.

Seeing that her sister didn't say anything, she instantly felt overjoyed.

"Sister, I've finally realized that only my own sister truly cares about me in this world!"

Gao Qinghe joked, "Your parents care about you a lot. Why don't you tell them about how you proposed to Mo Xiaohong behind their back and got dumped?"

Gao Qingmiao: "."

If word gets out, his parents will beat him to death.

Not daring to flatter anymore, Gao Qingmiao reached out and took her sleeping niece, saying angrily to the prison guards:

"Let's go, my lady~"

Gao Qinghe raised her hand as if to hit him in an annoyed tone, while Gao Qingmiao chuckled and ran away with his niece in his arms.

Why?
Gao Qingmiao, who was "escaping," suddenly braked and reminded her sister to look at the guests at the table inside.

Gao Qinghe glanced at them casually. A man and a woman, what's so interesting about a young couple on a date?
Dongdong: [I wanted to remind you that the male and female leads appeared at the same time, but you wouldn't let me mention them, so...]

It didn't give a warning, so it's not its fault, is it? (End of Chapter)