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

Huang Yanqiu escorted Ouyang Yan, who seemed to be in a somewhat mental state, to her doorstep and helped her unload her things from the car before leaving.

Oh, she seemed a bit dazed, but she didn't forget to pay the fare, and even gave an extra forty yuan to make it a total of one hundred.

Huang Yanqiu was puzzled as to why Ouyang Yan, who hadn't worked for so many years and had no assets to divide in the divorce, was so generous.

Little did she know that after giving away that hundred yuan, Ouyang Yan would only have a little over six hundred yuan left.

And there was also the pile of old appliances that were brought back.

It can indeed be sold for a little money.

Ouyang Yan was only thankful that the house was allocated to her by her mother's work unit many years ago and was not taken back because of her father's situation.

Otherwise, she really would have nowhere to go now.

But things will definitely get better in the future.

Watching the sunflower-colored yellow minivan drive away, Ouyang Yan encouraged herself in her heart.

Huang Yanqiu originally planned to go straight home, since it was a rare day off and she could spend the remaining half of the day at home with her children.

Unexpectedly, someone saw the familiar van, waved her down, and asked her if she was going to the train station.

The money is practically handed to you; who could refuse that?
"Get on, get on." Another trip. Huang Yanqiu shouted out the window, "To the train station!" while happily collecting money and giving change.

I don't know what stroke of luck I had today. I just said goodbye to Ouyang Yan, and now Hao Huaping is here.

Huang Yanqiu watched Hao Huaping, carrying a suitcase, get into the car and asked excitedly:
"Teacher Hao, aren't you teaching today?"

Hao Huaping was startled when she saw the short-haired, dark-skinned woman suddenly approaching. She hadn't expected that she had gotten into Huang Yanqiu's car.

She didn't have much of an impression of Huang Yanqiu personally, only remembering that she was Gao Qinghe's loyal fan and follower.

How loyal are you?

Even if Gao Qinghe handed her a pile of poop, as long as she said it was a cake, Huang Yanqiu would still taste it to see if it was salty or not.

It's absurd; Hao Huaping even felt that such a distorted relationship could only appear in wildly imaginative novels.

But it appeared right in front of her, completely naked.

For some reason, she would unconsciously become wary of anything or anyone related to Gao Qinghe.

"I've resigned, so please don't call me teacher anymore."

While reminding her, Hao Huaping also explained why she wasn't at school at this time.

Although the news that a female teacher at the county's No. 1 Middle School had been reported for inappropriate conduct had spread throughout the county.

But actually, very few people really know the female teacher who was reported.

Otherwise, Hao Huaping wouldn't be sitting here so calmly.

Huang Yanqiu nodded knowingly, then casually asked, "Are you going to the train station?"

"Go home," Hao Huaping said succinctly.

Huang Yanqiu secretly admired her mental fortitude; she had played with someone else's man and caused him to get a divorce, yet she acted as if nothing had happened.

Awesome. Huang Yanqiu secretly gave a thumbs up.

Hao Huaping saw it, but didn't understand what it meant.

Of course, she didn't think she had any problem.

The rumors circulating outside are unpleasant simply because people don't understand the truth.

She knew she hadn't done anything to damage the couple's relationship, and she had a clear conscience.

More than worrying about herself, Hao Huaping was concerned for Zhou Zhenghua, who was currently at the center of public opinion.

He had just suffered a major setback in his previous marriage, and now his career is in jeopardy because of a whistleblower letter.

Thinking of Aunt Zhong's tearful phone call this morning, Hao Huaping felt a pang of heartache. She would help him get through this difficult time!
I just hope he can hold on until the day she comes back.

We've arrived at the newly built train station in Qingxian County.

Because they weren't familiar with each other, Hao Huaping didn't greet Huang Yanqiu at all, and walked straight into the ticket hall with her luggage.

If Gao Qinghe were here right now, she would hear the excited urging of the Good Woman 1.0 system.

[Hurry, host! The last tickets for today's trip to the provincial capital are almost sold out!]

This was the darkest moment of his life, and your appearance at this time was like a ray of light, illuminating his path.

What a beautiful description, like a scene from a romance novel. Hao Huaping took a deep breath and handed her money and documents to the ticket counter, "A ticket for the nearest train to the provincial capital."

Pay, collect your ticket, and enter the station.

The train rumbled away from Qing County, and Hao Huaping clutched her violently pounding heart.

Trust me, you will live the perfect life.

Hearing the system's voice, she resolutely rushed towards her predetermined destiny.

provincial capital.

Reminded by Dongdong, Gao Qinghe ended her afternoon nap, quickly changed her clothes, and went downstairs to pick up her daughter from school.

Kindergarten classes are held all day from Monday to Friday, and on Saturdays, classes are held for half a day, with the afternoon being the start of the holiday.

This is a characteristic of this era; there is no two-day weekend.

To make things easier for parents, everyone will only take one day off.

If no parents come to pick up their children on Saturday afternoon, the kindergarten can help extend the care until the normal closing time.

However, the children living in Longjian Community are usually able to leave the kindergarten on time.

As soon as Jiang Qiyue heard the school bell ring, she eagerly stood up from her seat and looked on expectantly.

Mom said she'd take her to the Children's Palace for a swimming lesson after school today.

Jiang Qiyue, who had been eyeing the community swimming pool for a long time, was naturally excited and looking forward to it.

"mom!"

Upon seeing a familiar corner of clothing, Jiang Qiyue excitedly slung her small schoolbag over her shoulder and ran happily toward the classroom door.

The teacher, feeling both helpless and amused, opened the fence for her.

Gao Qinghe smiled and walked forward. The little guy excitedly shouted "Mommy!" and jumped into her arms.

"Say goodbye to the teacher."

Gao Qinghe gently took her daughter's chubby little hand and gave her some instructions.

Jiang Qiyue waved her little hand to her teacher: "Goodbye, Teacher Zhang!"

She didn't forget to wave proudly to Gu Nanxing, who was still sitting in his seat, "Bye-bye, Mom's taking me to play in the water!"
Gu Nanxing's handsome face was now devoid of any smile.

He snorted, crossed his arms, and turned his head to the other side. He wasn't envious at all! Not even a little bit!
Jiang Qiyue, led by her mother, skipped and hopped to the bus stop.

A moment later, a blue bus stopped.

Jiang Qiyue tentatively looked at her mother: "The bus?"

"Yes, all the buses in the provincial capital are this color."

Gao Qinghe had already exchanged the change, carried her daughter onto the bus, taught her how to put the money in, and told her that the No. 2 bus went to the Children's Palace.

There were fewer people out and about in the late afternoon, so the mother and daughter easily found two empty seats.

Jiang Qiyue looked around curiously while earnestly learning from her mother how to take the bus.

I also learned the courtesy slogans posted on buses.

Upon noticing that there were children among those who offered their seats, the little girl looked at her mother with surprise and said, "We should give up our seats to the children!"

Gao Qinghe pinched her daughter's cute little face and said with a smile, "Mom is testing you. Besides giving up your seat to other children, who else should you give up your seat to?"

Jiang Qiyue raised her hand and said, "We should also give some to pregnant women and the elderly."

"Great job." Gao Qinghe rewarded her daughter with a kiss.

Jiang Qiyue loves her mother the most, happily swinging her little feet.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at the Children's Palace.

Gao Qinghe carried a bag in one hand and held her short-legged daughter in the other, walking towards the swimming pool in her high heels that made a clattering sound.

To be honest, Gao Qinghe had absolutely no interest in this project.

It's far from home, takes up a lot of time, and is also a burden on my mother.

She figured she must have had no expectations, which was why her lips curled into an uncontrollable, wild smile when she saw that tall, handsome, fit young male college part-time instructor suddenly emerge from the water—a perfect 1.8-meter frame, V-line, eight-pack abs, and all that—wearing only boxer shorts. (End of Chapter)