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

Perhaps because there were only the two of them in the shed, she felt uncomfortable. Zhang Wei asked Gao Qinghe if she wanted anything to eat, and offered to go and buy it for her.

Gao Qinghe thought for a moment, then handed him a hundred yuan and asked him to help her buy some fruit and a few bottles of soda.

Zhang Wei didn't want the money and turned to run outside.

He ran to the door, then turned back to ask her to watch the gate for him, promising to return soon.

As Gao Qinghe watched the people running in the morning sun, she sighed inwardly, thinking how wonderful youth truly is.

Zhang Wei spoke very quickly, and indeed he spoke very quickly.

Gao Qinghe had just sat down in the lounge when the young man rushed in, still sweating, carrying a melon in one hand and several bottles of soda in the other.

There are iced and room temperature soft drinks. Put the watermelon on the coffee table, find a knife, wash it, cut the watermelon open, and slice it into pieces.

It's already the end of summer. It's not actually hot in the morning, but young people are full of energy, and after finishing this busy day, fine beads of sweat appear on their noses.

He casually wiped his face with his hand, revealing his large palm and rough knuckles. He stood by the sofa, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Gao Qinghe, telling her to eat more, that the melon was very sweet.

Gao Qinghe first handed him a piece, indicating that they should eat together, and then she chose the middle piece and ate it slowly in small bites.

Zhang Wei stared intently at her red lips as she kissed the watermelon, then swallowed large mouthfuls of the sweet watermelon, finishing it in no time.

The others seemed stunned, holding the melon rind in their hands, watching her chewing movements as they tried to figure it out.

Just as Gao Qinghe finished eating a slice of watermelon and was about to throw away the rind...

A dark figure suddenly rushed in front of her. Before Gao Qinghe could see clearly, she heard a muffled "thud!" and her ankle, exposed under her dress, was tightly grabbed by a rough hand.

Gao Qinghe felt a shiver run through her body, and goosebumps rose on her skin.
Looking down, Zhang Wei knelt down beneath her, holding her ankle, and was about to kiss the back of her foot.

A patch of green plant appeared before Gao Qinghe's eyes—grass, grass, grass, grass!
She angrily slapped the melon rind in her hand hard on his head!

He quickly pushed the person away, pulled out his foot, and kicked Zhang Wei in the chin with his heel!

"What do you want to do!"

Gao Qinghe grabbed the fruit knife used for cutting melons from the table, pointed it at Zhang Wei who had collapsed in a panic, and her face was cold.

However, the other party did not retaliate.

Zhang Wei seemed to have been doused with cold water, and suddenly sobered up.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said nervously:

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Gao! I was wrong. I was just too ambitious! I thought you might like me. I didn't mean anything by it. I'm sorry, please don't tell Mr. Huang, otherwise he'll definitely fire me. I promise I'll never do it again, please."

His eyes were filled with regret and shame. His face was fairly handsome, and he was indeed quite good-looking.

But to think that you can climb the social ladder by relying solely on your looks is simply too naive!
"Go back to your guard room!"

There was no one else in the shed, just the two of them. For safety's sake, Gao Qinghe chose to calm everyone down first.

Zhang Wei seemed to have acted on a whim, without thinking, and ran away without saying a word. He hid in the security room and even looked back at the rest room with a wronged expression.

Gao Qinghe picked up her bag and quickly returned to the car.

A short while later, a group of people came out of the construction site. The woman in the lead wearing a safety helmet was Huang Ying.

"Mom~"

"Bao'er?"

Huang Ying was overjoyed, never expecting her daughter to come looking for her today.

But when she got closer, she noticed that her daughter's expression was off.

Gao Qinghe complained to her mother, and Huang Ying's expression immediately changed. She glanced angrily at the security room.

She thought Zhang Wei was a hardworking and ambitious young man and was planning to nurture him. She never expected him to be so ambitious that he was even trying to improve his daughter's life!
The word "frustration" didn't exist in Huang Ying's dictionary. She immediately beckoned to the foreman beside her and told him to tell Zhang Wei to get out of there right away. Zhang Wei, seeing the foreman walking towards him with an unfriendly look, panicked and tried to explain, but when he met the foreman's disappointed eyes, he lowered his head again.

The two were from the same hometown, and it was the foreman who brought Zhang Wei over.

The foreman also thought highly of him, but who would have thought...
"Pack your own things and leave, you fool, you're so foolish!"

The foreman, exasperated, slapped Zhang Wei twice. He was just glad that Boss Huang hadn't called the police, otherwise the young man's life would have been ruined.

Zhang Wei covered his head and said regretfully, "Uncle, I don't know what came over me just now. That thought suddenly popped into my head. I really didn't mean it. I really know I was wrong."

"It's too late to realize your mistake! Too late!" the foreman roared.

He glanced back at the girl who was with Mr. Huang. No one expected that Mr. Huang's daughter would be so beautiful, looking just like that big star.

Sigh, no wonder. With such a stunningly beautiful woman standing in front of him, how could a young man like Zhang Wei possibly resist?

The foreman urged impatiently, "Hurry up and get going, don't let Boss Huang see you again, or you won't be able to go to any other construction sites!"

Upon hearing the foreman's words, Zhang Wei, who had been hesitant, finally faced reality. With red eyes and a look of grievance on his face, he lowered his head and went back to his dormitory to pack his bedding.

As she came out, she couldn't help but glance at Gao Qinghe.

After being slapped by the foreman, he quickly bowed to Huang Ying and hurried away.

Gao Qinghe watched his disheveled figure, taking it all in stride, without feeling any emotional reaction.

However, in Huang Ying's eyes, it was clear that her daughter was terrified.

He patted his daughter's arm tenderly to comfort her, thinking to himself that when he got back he would have the foreman properly enforce discipline to prevent another Zhang Wei from emerging.

Sensing her mother's worry, Gao Qinghe smiled and shook her head at her mother.

"Mom, do you have time to have lunch with your daughter today?"

Huang Ying was helpless. After being asked so many questions, how could she bear to refuse?

After telling Gao Qinghe to get in the car and wait a while, Huang Ying immediately went back to finish handing over the work to her foreman.

The mother and daughter drove into the city and found a small restaurant to have lunch together.

With the change of environment, the unpleasantness that happened in the morning naturally dissipated.

Gao Qinghe, holding the menu, asked her mother, "Are you treating today?"

"Of course." Huang Ying found it amusing; was there even a need to ask?

"Then I won't be polite."

Gao Qinghe happily flipped through the menu, planning to have a big meal today.

Soon, all the dishes were served, and the mother and daughter ate and chatted, mentioning the wedding at the old house the next day.

Huang Ying said, "Originally, I wasn't planning on going with your mother, but since my darling has come in person today, I definitely have to go with you."

“I don’t need you to come with me,” Gao Qinghe said. “It was my dad who specifically asked you to come with me. He was worried, so he specifically asked me to come and inform you.”

Huang Ying pouted: "I already guessed it."

However, she had a question she wanted to ask her daughter.

Huang Ying asked earnestly, "Baby, Mom wants to ask you, how can I get along harmoniously with my mother-in-law?"

Gao Qinghe was taken aback. Was this a problem that her mighty and powerful mother needed to consider?

Huang Ying: "." (End of this chapter)