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

However, all that came from the other end of the phone was Gao Qinghe's indifferent reply: "And then?"

Huang Yanqiu rolled her eyes. Every time she mentioned some exciting news, it was as if she already knew it.

"Zhou Zhenghua and Ouyang Yan have divorced!"

Huang Yanqiu said excitedly, "Everyone suspects that Ouyang Yan reported them."

For Gao Qinghe, this was truly explosive.

"They got divorced?" she asked in surprise.

Huang Yanqiu: "They're divorced, just divorced. Ouyang Yan has already taken the child back to her parents' home. I saw her on the street today while I was driving; she seemed to be looking for a job."

With control over the Qing County transportation system, no one is more well-informed than Huang Yanqiu.

It's likely that none of the Zhou family members in Shanghe Village knew about Zhou Zhenghua and Ouyang Yan's divorce, but Huang Yanqiu found out the night Ouyang Yan returned to Qing County.

I didn't find out from my own drivers, but from a driver friend in a neighboring county.

At that time, Hao Huaping was yelled at by Ouyang Yan downstairs in the staff building, and Zhou Zhenghua was slapped. Huang Yanqiu knew about all of this.

When Gao Qinghe heard it, she felt it was unreal.

"She even slapped Zhou Zhenghua across the face, is that true?" Gao Qinghe asked with an excited expression, as if she were watching a melon.

Unfortunately, Huang Yanqiu couldn't see it over the phone.

She clicked her tongue and said, "My friend described it in great detail, saying that many people downstairs in the staff dormitory saw it. Do you think it could be false?"

Huang Yanqiu sighed, "Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Heaven knows how many things Hao Huaping and Zhou Zhenghua did to wrong them."

But then again, no one could have imagined that a couple who were so deeply in love would end up like this.

Where is her daughter?

Gao Qinghe thought of the girl named Xiaocao, who was about the same age as her own daughter. She always cared for her mother quietly and was so sensible that she didn't seem like a three-year-old.

Unlike her husband Jiang Qiyue, who is always looking to climb on the roof and tear off the tiles.

Huang Yanqiu said uncertainly, "Ouyang Yan brought her daughter back, but you know how much that old hag Zhou Zhenghua's mother wants a grandson. She'd definitely love it if Ouyang Yan took the child away so that Zhou Zhenghua could find another woman to have a grandson for him."

"Qinghe, how could this happen so suddenly? There was no warning at all. Other people's divorces usually involve two or three years of drama, with relatives persuading them to reconcile and then break up again. But she just ended it all without a word."

Gao Qinghe let out a soft sigh, "Maybe it was just a matter of finding the right opportunity. This time, Ouyang Yan's father's accident became the fuse."

"They say true friendship is revealed in times of trouble, but you really have to open your eyes wide to see people's true character," Huang Yanqiu sighed.

Gao Qinghe found it amusing, "Who was it that wanted to elope with him and wander the world back then?"

Huang Yanqiu shouted, "Shut up! That's not true! It never happened!"

Fearing that Gao Qinghe might say something more, Huang Yanqiu quickly shut Gao Qinghe up with the line, "Didn't you almost fall for his tricks back then?"

Both of them, separated by the phone, simultaneously sensed the other's urge to erase their memories.

The door opened, and Gao Qinghe coughed twice. "I'm not going to say anything more. My husband is back. Tell me as soon as you have any juicy gossip to share."

"Okay, you'll get your share."

Jiang Baohai, reeking of smoke and alcohol, walked into the house just as Gao Qinghe was hanging up the phone. He asked in confusion:

"Who are you talking to?"

"Dad!" Jiang Qiyue excitedly ran over to welcome her father and reached out to hug him.

Jiang Baohai waved his hand, signaling his daughter not to come closer; he smelled terrible, and they might both be disliked in a little while.

"Huang Yanqiu told me that Ouyang Yan and Zhou Zhenghua have divorced."

I'll also mention the anonymous report against Hao Huaping and Zhou Zhenghua as a joke.

Jiang Baohai was stunned upon hearing this, and his reaction was exactly the same as Gao Qinghe's: "Why did you suddenly get divorced?"

Gao Qinghe nodded, and Jiang Baohai clicked his tongue twice, "Men are so pragmatic. He doesn't even pretend. It seems he can't wait to climb the social ladder." Gao Qinghe picked up her daughter, who was about to cuddle with her father, and covered her nose, signaling Jiang Baohai to hurry up and wash off that cow-horse smell.

"Who did you see today? You smell so strongly of alcohol." And it's not just on your body, it's on your breath too.

God gave her a second chance at life so that she could enjoy it, not continue to toil away for money.

Jiang Baohai put down his handbag and walked towards the bathroom, casually replying, "A friend introduced me to two new friends today."

It was specifically emphasized that "Gu Jingzhou is a relative".

So, could this so-called friend be Gu Jingzhou? Gao Qinghe asked with a questioning look in her eyes.

Jiang Baohai snapped his fingers. "Wife, you're so smart! Congratulations, you got it right!"

"When did he return to the provincial capital?" Gao Qinghe asked curiously.

Jiang Baohai shook his head to indicate that he didn't know either, blew a kiss to the mother and daughter, and closed the bathroom door.

Gao Qinghe was speechless: "Show-off!"

"Mom, what kind of bun is a 'shao bao'? Is it as delicious as a 'rou bao bao'?" Jiang Qiyue asked, her eyes full of curiosity.

Gao Qinghe: "."

She sent her daughter to play in the living room, then went into the bedroom, found Jiang Baohai's pajamas, and placed them outside the bathroom. Through the glass door, she asked curiously:
"Isn't Gu Jingzhou annoyed with you? Why would he agree to introduce you to someone?"

A man's smug voice came from the bathroom: "That just means your husband is charming."

People can actually laugh when they're speechless. Gao Qinghe suppressed the smile that had unconsciously spread across her lips and said seriously:
"Drink less next time."

Jiang Baohai paused in the bathroom, then chuckled and said, "I know, this time it's just me being happy."

Gao Qinghe nodded, left the bathroom, and heated two cups of milk in the microwave.

One cup for Jiang Qiyue, one cup for Jiang Baohai. Drink them all and go to sleep.

This unspoken care made Jiang Baohai's heart soar. Even though he hadn't had more than two drinks, he acted as if he were drunk, shamelessly sticking to his wife's back.

Jiang Qiyue held her milk cup, watching her parents pacing around in the living room, her eyes filled with the feeling that "they're so childish."

Late at night, looking at his wife and daughter sleeping soundly beside him, Jiang Baohai took a long time to close his eyes.

Everyone has probably wondered, if I had done things differently, if I had avoided some bad people and things beforehand, would the outcome have been better if I could do it again?

Unfortunately, ordinary people can only move forward in their lives and cannot go back and start over.

But Gao Qinghe and Jiang Baohai were lucky enough to have a second chance.

Therefore, she knew how much Jiang Baohai wanted to create a career even more brilliant than his previous life.

Therefore, she wouldn't suggest that he stop and enjoy life.

Everyone has their own desired life.

Having lived according to her wishes, Gao Qinghe no longer harbors any obsession with changing her past life's fate; only contentment and gratitude remain.

"Dongdong, is this world really just a book?"

Gao Qinghe asked in her heart with suspicion.

The system chose to remain silent.

It won't be tricked into revealing information by bad women!

Gao Qinghe didn't care about not getting an answer; all she wanted to know was how the system on Hao Huaping would guide her.

Will this crucial juncture, which Ouyang Yan delayed for three years, continue along the original storyline, or will it lead to a completely unknown ending?

Gao Qinghe smiled slightly, genuinely curious.
The system, sensing the foul odor emanating from its host that was almost overflowing from its very soul, trembled with fear. (End of Chapter)