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

Chapter 70 Adolescent Girls

The brother and sister walked into a small restaurant, and Jiang Baohai ordered five dishes and a soup in one go.

"We can't finish that much!"

Jiang Yu frowned. What a waste!

Jiang Baohai remained silent, simply setting out the bowls and chopsticks.

When all the dishes were served, Jiang Yu couldn't help but feel happy seeing how delicious and appealing they were.

The brother and sister picked up their chopsticks and began to eat in silence.

After eating for a while, Jiang Baohai put down his chopsticks and saw Jiang Yu, whose face was flushed and who was rubbing her belly and saying she was stuffed.

Curious, I asked, "Why did it take you so long to get here?"

Jiang Yu's relaxed expression faltered for a moment, but Jiang Baohai was just about to pour tea and didn't notice.

"It's my turn to clean today."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yu mustered her courage and said, "Brother, I..."

Jiang Baohai looked up: "Do you want to buy study materials or stationery?"

He took out his wallet, ready to give her money.

But when the girl across from him saw the money, she glared at him instead.

I don't know how I upset her again, she's all puffed up and looks a little aggrieved.

Jiang Baohai sometimes really wants to invest in making a 'woman's heart detector' to monitor their innermost thoughts at all times.

Gao Qinghe was already enough to deal with, and now there's Jiang Yu, whose teenage temper can flare up at any moment. He really wants to die.

Jiang Baohai glanced at his watch, stood up, and said, "Let's go. I'll take you back to school. I need to go back to the mine later."

"Oh, by the way, I'll be going on a business trip for a while. You need to study hard, listen to your teachers, and be friendly to your classmates, okay?"

Jiang Yu snorted, "My classmate is not friendly at all."

"Hmm?" Jiang Baohai turned his head to look over.

Jiang Yu kicked a stone hard, sending it flying and hitting him with the money he had just given her, before striding forward.

He cursed inwardly: Can't you see your sister's being bullied?!
But when asked to recount what happened at school, she simply couldn't.

Teenage girls are sensitive, and they also have their own inexplicable stubbornness and little quirks.

She hopes that her closest people will be able to proactively perceive her emotions.

Moreover, she made it so obvious that even a pig would sense something was wrong.

She rushed into the school gate, and no one behind her asked why she was angry.

Jiang Yu looked back and saw that it was already dark, with the streetlights casting a dim yellow light.

Behind her, the teaching building was still dark, with no lights on.

Jiang Baohai stood under the streetlight for a while, probably thinking she had already gone far away.

Turn around and leave.

Jiang Yu felt wronged and wanted to cry. If her father were still alive, he would have asked her why she was angry long ago.

The girl took off her glasses and fiercely wiped away the hot tears rolling down her cheeks with the cuff of her school uniform sleeve.

Jiang Afu, I hate you!

Jiang Yu cursed Jiang Baohai in her mind, calling him by his nickname, to vent her anger.

After calming myself down in the wind, I returned to the classroom.

But what she didn't know was that Jiang Baohai, after leaving, suddenly turned around and came back after walking for a while.

She was also carrying quite a few things in her hands, including fruit and cookies bought from a small shop on the street.

They put two large bags of things in the guardhouse.

Jiang Baohai asked the old man to help deliver the snacks to his sister's classroom, saying that Jiang Yu's brother was treating the classmates to some snacks.

The old man would never stoop to doing this kind of work.

But with twenty yuan in front of him, he couldn't control his legs.

He readily agreed, "Don't worry, I'll deliver it to them when the bell rings for their evening self-study session."

Jiang Baohai then truly left.

He thought, "Kids are beholden to those who feed them; surely they'll be more sensible and friendly to his sister now."

Jiang Baohai thought that the students' little tricks were insignificant. Meanwhile, the students of Class 6, Grade 11, who suddenly received fruit and cookies before evening self-study...

Excited cheers echoed throughout the entire teaching building, thankfully the classroom ceiling wasn't blown off.

The homeroom teacher yelled for a long time before the students finally quieted down.

Jiang Yu, who had been stunned for a whole evening self-study session while holding an apple, received thanks and goodwill from most of her classmates as soon as get out of class ended.

There were many envious comments, with people saying how lucky she was to have such a wealthy brother.

Jiang Yu secretly observed the small group of girls with high ponytails.

The girl with the high ponytail threw the cookies and fruit directly into the trash can.

But the ones next to her, she couldn't bear to throw away.

After all, they don't have families where all members work.

An apple and a pack of imported biscuits aren't things you can eat whenever you want.

Jiang Yu's deskmate, who had previously ignored her, gently patted her arm.

"Jiang Yu, let's do our chores together from now on. I'll ask the labor committee member to help me switch to your rotation."

Jiang Yu was taken aback at first, then smiled and nodded in delight.

"My English isn't very good, could you help me improve?" my deskmate asked shyly.

Jiang Yu nodded again, "From now on, I'll teach you English, and you'll teach me how to write essays. Can we switch?"

My deskmate patted his chest readily and said, "No problem."

The students next to them, seeing that the top two students in the class had actually teamed up, immediately wailed:
"Are you two academic superstars going to make life impossible for us mediocre students?!"

Jiang Yu lowered her head and took a bite of the sweet and crisp apple, her dark eyes sparkling like stars behind her glasses.

"New arrivals from Hong Kong! Featured on TV and in newspapers, high quality, low price, and reliable – everyone in the country knows it!"

Gao Qingmiao held up a loudspeaker and shouted.

Gao Qinghe sat at the entrance of a narrow alley, eating lunch with a bowl in her hand, while a row of stray dogs squatted neatly beside her.

There are five in total, from largest to smallest and from tallest to shortest.

Gao Qinghe gave each dog a name, and when she called out to them, their tails immediately wagged happily.

Xiao Hei is different; it's a cool and aloof dog.

Unless Gao Qinghe teases it with a bone, it won't even wag its tail.

I don’t know if it’s because they’ve been feeding them extra lately, but it seems like a layer of short down has grown out of Xiao Hei’s bald fur, making the dog look much stronger.

Xiao Hei was already fierce, but now that he's squatting in front of the stall, he looks even more intimidating.

Every day, before the siblings even arrive at their stall, this big guy comes early to reserve it for them.

Now, the vendors on the pedestrian street all think that this is Gao Qinghe's vicious dog.

In reality, Gao Qingmiao tried to call Xiao Hei home, but he simply refused to go back with them.

Because it is inherently unrestrained and loves freedom!

Perhaps because the news got out, the dresses sold very well this morning.

The crowd gradually thinned out around lunchtime.

The workers have a relatively relaxed time in the afternoon before they get off work.

Gao Qinghe poured the remaining food from her bowl into the dog's bowl, then stood up and said to Gao Qingmiao:
"I'm going to the button factory. You keep an eye on things there."

Gao Qingmiao nodded: "Okay."

Gao Qinghe put down the empty bowl and walked alone toward the button factory.

She arrived just in time, entered through the back door, and was led by a worker to the factory manager's office.

"This is the place." The worker nodded to Gao Qinghe and left.

The yellow door was ajar, and Gao Qinghe looked down to check her appearance.

Today she wore her hair half down, a blue dress with a white knitted cardigan, and black square-heeled leather shoes.

The overall attire is elegant and approachable, with a touch of formality, indicating that the wearer takes the occasion seriously.

Gao Qinghe smiled confidently and raised her hand to knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)