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

Grandpa Wang nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would give Gao Qinghe an explanation, but now he was more worried about Qi Lianxin's health.

"Xiao Gao, why don't you take your mother-in-law to the clinic near the community for a check-up? Don't worry, I'll cover the medical expenses. If anything happens, I'll take full responsibility."

People living here can't escape, and health is definitely more important.

Gao Qinghe nodded and was about to take her mother-in-law to the clinic.

Qi Lianxin suddenly said, "You don't need to take full responsibility."

He shook his head at Gao Qinghe and said softly, "Forget it, I'm fine, let's go back first."

Qi Lianxin had already seen her granddaughter waiting outside with her things, and feeling sorry for her granddaughter catching a cold and being scared, she didn't want to pursue the matter any further.

"Really, I'm fine. Let's go." Qi Lianxin tugged at Gao Qinghe's hand again, gesturing for her to leave.

Before Wang Xin could say anything more, he was glared at fiercely by Grandpa Wang and turned his head away defiantly.

Gao Qinghe asked her mother-in-law in a low voice, "Don't we need their apology?"

Qi Lianxin lowered her head, wishing no one could see her, and said softly and awkwardly:

"It's so embarrassing, I want to go home."

"What's embarrassing about you?" Gao Qinghe corrected unhappily. "The one who's embarrassing is that madman."

But since her mother-in-law didn't want to pursue the matter, Gao Qinghe couldn't insist any further.

Because she knew that if she didn't leave, her mother-in-law would die.

Gao Qinghe pulled a business card out of her bag and threw it at Wang Xin, saying, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. I can not only buy a scarf worth five thousand, but I can also buy one worth fifty thousand or even five hundred thousand!"

Ignoring Wang Xin's furious and ugly face, she protected her mother-in-law and left.

Wait a moment.

Gao Qinghe turned back and said to the elderly people watching the play:
"Everyone saw what happened today, and it's clear who was right and who was wrong. My mother-in-law is magnanimous, but I'm not. I hope you uncles and aunts will say what you should say and refrain from saying what you shouldn't. If I hear any rumors..."

Gao Qinghe paused deliberately for a moment, her extremely imposing gaze sweeping over everyone present, making them dare not breathe. Suddenly, she smiled and said:

“I will find the person and sue him for defamation.”

He looked all smiles, as if he wasn't angry at all.

But it was precisely this that sent a chill down everyone's spine.

To be able to control one's emotions so well at such a young age is a level of composure that is not common among ordinary people.

"baby."

Upon hearing her mother's call, Jiang Qiyue immediately followed her mother and grandmother.

When they got home, Jiang Qiyue ran up to check on her grandmother.

Grandma, are you alright?

Qi Lianxin shook her head, touched her granddaughter's little face with emotion, and smiled to show that she was fine and that her granddaughter should not worry.

Jiang Qiyue said in her childish voice, "Bad people are bullying Grandma, Yueyue will help Grandma beat them up!"

With just that one sentence, Qi Lianxin wished she could rip her heart out for her.

Gao Qinghe placed the groceries she had brought for her husband on the dining table, instructed her daughter to take care of her grandmother, went to the bathroom, filled a basin with hot water, brought it to the living room, and asked Qi Lianxin to wipe her face.

"Mom, tilt your head back so I can see your neck."

Qi Lianxin looked up awkwardly, "It's really nothing."

"You're famous now!" Gao Qinghe glared at her, annoyed. "Aren't you usually so good at arguing with me? How come you only know how to say one thing when you're being bullied and suppressed?"

Bully at home!
Although Gao Qinghe didn't say those three words aloud, Qi Lianxin heard them through mind reading.

At my age, being called a liar and a crook by others makes me feel wronged.

After being criticized by Gao Qinghe, her feigned strength crumbled instantly, and she covered her face with a handkerchief, secretly shedding tears.

Jiang Qiyue, being young and naive, touched the handkerchief with her little hand and said, "It's cold, Grandma. Be careful not to get sick." She reached out to pull the "cover-up" off her grandma's face.

Qi Lianxin quickly wiped her face, lowered her head and eyes, and soaked the handkerchief in hot water again to cover her neck.

Gao Qinghe stood in front of the sofa with her legs apart and arms crossed, staring at her, while glancing out of the corner of her eye at the cashmere scarf she had bought for her mother-in-law.

Cashmere is inherently fragile, and after being stretched and pulled, it became wrinkled beyond recognition.

Qi Lianxin saw it too, and felt another pang of heartache.

She asked, somewhat surprised, "Didn't you say this scarf was fifty yuan? How come it costs five thousand?"

Gao Qinghe: "I was just kidding."

Qi Lianxin jumped up, her voice instantly rising: "Really five thousand?"

Gao Qinghe nodded expressionlessly, gesturing for her daughter to give her her grandmother's scarf. Holding the crumpled scarf, she grew angrier the more she thought about it.

How could she just let it go like this? She has to get her five thousand yuan back!
Qi Lianxin was still in shock that a scarf would cost two years' salary. The social loss and financial setback left her sitting on the sofa, looking like she had been struck by lightning, lost in thought.

Jiang Qiyue didn't know the difference between five thousand yuan and five yuan and fifty cents.

But she knew her parents were rich, very rich.

So she patted her grandmother's leg and comforted her, "It's okay, Grandma, Mommy has money."

It means, don't be sad about a scarf.

Qi Lian's heart was bleeding; the pain was so intense that she forgot all about her own life.

She carried her granddaughter to the sofa, then got up and went to the room. She then brought out an exquisitely packaged box and handed it to Gao Qinghe, whose eyes were scanning her like an X-ray.

Gao Qinghe took it and said, "Alright, case solved! The 1888 yuan designer scarf that broke Wang Daye's daughter's nerves is here!"
It's a basic model, far inferior to her custom-made ones.

"When did you receive it? The packaging box is still there, and the tags are still on. You've never worn it at all."

To Qi Lianxin, Gao Qinghe's words sounded like: "Old man, you've been hiding something for a long time."

In Qi Lianxin's mind, widows are already taboo, and if they get involved with men, they will be gossiped about and have their backs broken.

But she couldn't control her heart; when she felt Grandpa Wang's care and concern, she also felt sweet and wonderful.

That's why they never distanced themselves from each other, maintaining a tacit and subtle relationship with Grandpa Wang.

Neither of them dared to break the unspoken understanding.

Qi Lianxin felt it was disgraceful to talk about a relationship between an old man and an old woman.

Actually, the neighbors who were dancing together had already noticed, but since they wouldn't admit it, no one pressed them for details.

Until today, Wang Xin exposed it.

Qi Lianxin then learned that Grandpa Wang had actually bought a diamond ring worth 10,000 yuan.

Disbelief, a slight joy, fear, worry, and anxiety all surged up, bombarding Qi Lianxin's head and making it buzz.

But now, she has thought it through.

This absurdity should end, and it should end today.

"Xiaohe, Mom was wrong, but believe me, I really only accepted this one gift from him, and I didn't even dare to open it. Please return it to him for me, and I won't have anything to do with him anymore."

I don't know why, even though I was determined to distance myself from it, I couldn't help but choke up as I spoke.

Jiang Qiyue looked at her grandmother with concern, then at her mother.

Gao Qinghe smiled and shook her head at her daughter to indicate that everything was fine. She looked down at the gift that made her mother-in-law feel "deeply guilty" and sighed softly.

"Let's talk about it when Yueyue's dad gets back."

Qi Lian was anxious; he dared not let Xiao Hai know this!
Gao Qinghe said, "This is no small matter, Mom, I really can't handle this anymore." (End of Chapter)