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

Chapter 117 My money and my mine are all yours
Jiang Baohai noticed Gao Qinghe's thoughtful expression.

He knew she wasn't playing hard to get, but genuinely had no desire to marry him right away.

Something inside me seemed to crack open, making a crisp sound as it shattered.

The next second—

Jiang Baohai took out the date that he had already consulted a fortune teller from his pocket and handed it to the Gao family.

"August 11th in the Gregorian calendar, which is the 10th day of the 7th lunar month, is the best day to get married this year."

"I plan to hold the wedding banquet at the Oriental Hotel, with eighty tables, and invite all the relatives from both sides."

"I've prepared 88,000 yuan for the bride price, plus jewelry and other gifts. Mom and Dad, please feel free to share your thoughts. Grandma, you've been through a lot, so if there's anything wrong, please tell me and I'll take care of it right away."

The people in the main room, who had been put on pause, suddenly came back to life, discussing the wedding arrangements with a mixture of shock and enthusiasm.

As for Gao Qinghe, no one cared.

Oh no, Gao Qingya was clinging to her sister's arm, stomping her feet in anger.

"Sis, he's calling our parents 'Mom and Dad' so quickly! He's changed how he addresses them so fast!"

Gao Qinghe raised her hand to signal her younger sister to stop jumping; she needed to rethink things.

"Wait a minute, let me interrupt."

Gao Qinghe gestured for the excited crowd to calm down.

Jiang Baohai suddenly stood up, squatted down in front of her, gently took her hand, and looked up at her pleadingly.

The reddened corners of her eyes and the moisture welling up in her eyes made Gao Qinghe swallow back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Did I do something wrong that made you dissatisfied?"

"If not, then please don't refuse to say yes, okay?"

The way it begged for mercy left Gao Qinghe speechless.

That cunning scoundrel, don't tell her he'll cry on cue if she doesn't agree.

The thought had barely crossed Gao Qinghe's mind when Jiang Baohai, who appeared to be crouching on the ground in a subservient position, leaned closer like a succubus and whispered a seductive command in her ear:

"Nod. My money and my mine are all yours."

Gao Qinghe felt her throat was a little dry and itchy.

He swallowed hard, unable to stop himself from drooling, then picked up the drink on the table and downed it in one gulp.

The cup slammed onto the table with a thud, causing the dishes on the table to bounce high into the air and then fall back down.

Gao Qinghe suddenly stood up and shoved the person in front of her, as if throwing all her chips at a gambling table, and said recklessly:

"Let's get married!"

Jiang Baohai lowered his eyes, revealing a victor's slight smile.

"but."

Gao Qinghe's tone suddenly changed, startling Jiang Baohai so much that he shrank back.

"The date is set, and I'll decide how the wedding will be conducted," she said.

Jiang Baohai breathed a sigh of relief, realizing he should always carry nitroglycerin pills with him, otherwise he would be scared to death by this unpredictable woman sooner or later.

"Whatever you say goes," Jiang Baohai agreed.

The Gao family members looked at each other and laughed.

Huang Ying immediately opened a bottle of Moutai and drank it. Gao Chongyi was inspired to write poetry and opened the inkstone and inkstone given to him by his son-in-law, ready to show off his calligraphy skills.

Grandma Tian happily sang a folk song; the lyrics were bright yellow, and the melody was bold and melodious.

I heard cursing coming from next door.

"Tian Xiaoqiao, are you crazy?! This old woman is singing lewd songs late at night, aren't you ashamed?!"

Old Mrs. Tian suddenly stood up, rushed to the front door, raised her voice, and started cursing.

Jiang Baohai raised an eyebrow in surprise, leaned closer to Gao Qinghe, and asked her:
What do the lyrics mean?

Gao Qinghe was used to it and teased him, "You're acting crazy. People ask about the earth and you answer about the sky."

Jiang Baohai: "."

That's clearly not what it meant.

Even if you can't understand it, the tune itself is quite cheerful. "Grandma, have some water to soothe your throat."

Jiang Baohai got up to bring water to Grandma Tian, ​​which was very thoughtful.

Grandma Tian was thirsty from scolding when water was brought to her, making her even more satisfied with her sensible grandson-in-law.

The old lady next door with bound feet was silenced by the scolding, but Old Lady Tian was still not satisfied.

However, she was in a good mood today, so I'll let her off the hook.

She put her arm around her tall, handsome, and wealthy grandson-in-law and said, "Come on, let's go back for dinner. Grandma will teach you to sing folk songs."

Jiang Baohai's smile froze as he glanced at Gao Qinghe's secretly amused expression, his face filled with helplessness.

Let him learn, what's there to be afraid of? He's shameless!

Seeing Jiang Baohai being forced to learn folk songs, Gao Qinghe and her sister were laughing so hard they were slapping the table.

In a moment of carelessness, Gao Qingya slapped the table so hard it broke, spilling soup and water all over the floor.

Huang Ying was furious and picked up a wine bottle to beat her daughter.

Gao Chongyi and Jiang Baohai quickly got up to stop them.

Old Mrs. Tian tidied up while cursing, and Gao Qinghe tried to help but was pushed away.

"Go away, get out of the way."

Fortunately, we had eaten most of our dinner, and there wasn't much food or soup left.

Otherwise, if they waste food like this, Gao Qingya will definitely get a mixed doubles beating.

Now that the family is better off, three years ago, if Huang Ying accidentally broke a bowl, her mother would nag her for half a year.

Today is a joyous day, and Huang Ying gave her son-in-law face by not beating her little daughter.

Gao Qingya, who was originally indifferent to Jiang Baohai, surprisingly smiled at her brother-in-law.

Jiang Baohai comforted his mother-in-law, picked up a broom from the corner of the wall, and went into the main room to skillfully sweep the messy floor.

Gao Qinghe was not surprised at all, and did not treat him as a guest and stop him. Instead, she stopped Old Lady Tian who was about to stop him.

She said with a hint of pride, "Let him do it, he does it very well, Grandma, let's take a break."

Jiang Baohai's temples throbbed; this spendthrift woman had absolutely no idea how to cherish her man.

He quickly and efficiently cleaned the floor.

Jiang Baohai's father died early, and his mother was in poor health and unable to do heavy work. Since his father's death, he has been in charge of all the big and small things in the family.

From cooking and housework to repairing pipes, changing light bulbs, and laying tiles.

From pulling leaders off their posts to going it alone, to taking out high-interest loans to contract mines.

Gradually, he developed a strong sense of self, a ruthless nature, and a willingness to use any means to achieve his goals, exuding a strong sense of social savvy.

But if it weren't for that, he and his sister would have been bullied to death by their vampire-like relatives long ago.

Gao Qinghe told him to do it, but once he finished, she immediately brought him a clean handkerchief and water.

"Wipe your sweat and have a drink of water."

After he finished drinking the water, he immediately popped a peeled fruit candy into his mouth.

"This is your reward. Men who work are the most handsome," Gao Qinghe whispered in his ear, standing on tiptoe.

Looking at that smiling, pretty face, Jiang Baohai's heart melted completely, and he felt utterly satisfied.

Gao Qingmiao isn't home, so Jiang Baohai can sleep in his room tonight.

It was getting late, so Gao Chongyi helped the drunk Huang Ying back to her room to rest.

Grandma Tian closed the front door, instructed Gao Qinghe to entertain her grandson-in-law, and then went back to her room.

Only Gao Qingya remained in the courtyard, her eyes wide open, keeping a close eye on her eldest sister.

Jiang Baohai couldn't do anything bad to Gao Qinghe even if he wanted to.

Looking at his sister-in-law's eyes, which were wide open like saucers, Jiang Baohai couldn't understand it at all.

How did this girl get tricked into going to the deep mountains in her past life?
Niu Jin, who just slammed the table, who has the ability to kidnap her?

Jiang Baohai's male intuition told him that he was most likely tricked away by the blond-haired guy!
I need to remind Gao Qinghe to be careful of the young, blond-haired guy who keeps showing up around her sister-in-law.

(End of this chapter)