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

Chapter 138 Receive the Certificate
At the time, she was smug and self-satisfied.

Listening to it again today, I was surprised to find that the man had kept all the promises he made.

Gao Qinghe gathered the gift money in front of her and gave Jiang Baohai a playful yet determined smile.

"When two people get married and live together, they need to support and understand each other. If you ever need any help in the future, just ask. I'm an expert at dealing with difficult relatives!"

Fearing he might overthink things, she quickly added, "After we get married, your interests will be my interests. I won't be polite to anyone who harms our shared interests."

Everyone in the Gao family nodded in agreement.

Gao Qingya waved her fist and said, "Bullying my brother-in-law is bullying my sister, and I won't let either of them get away with it!"

Gao Chongyi looked at him encouragingly, like a father would:

"From now on, we're family. If you encounter difficulties outside, don't bear it alone. Tell us, and we'll all work together to find a solution. When we're all in the same family, we'll work together and there's no obstacle we can't overcome."

Seeing the concerned looks from the Shanggao family, Jiang Baohai finally understood what it felt like to have confidence.

And Gao Qinghe actually lived such a confident life her whole life!

Jiang Baohai looked at the smiling woman with her arms around the money with a hint of envy.

His image was clearly reflected in her bright eyes at that moment.

Jiang Baohai was taken aback, and a bold idea flashed through his mind.

He looked at her again in disbelief, and Gao Qinghe returned his gaze with a radiant smile.

Could it be that he has always been in her heart and in her eyes?
Overwhelmed with joy, Jiang Baohai hurriedly picked up his hot tea and took a sip to suppress the sudden surge of emotion welling up in his eyes.

He managed to suppress the tears welling up in his eyes, but the overwhelming joy surging in his heart was uncontrollable.

It turns out she had feelings for him; it turns out she always had feelings for him!

Jiang Baohai, only then realizing this, recalled the scenes of meeting her after his rebirth.

Suddenly, he realized that she had been the one actively luring him closer to her.

She tolerated his unreasonable retaliation when they first met, and she would immediately explain and soothe his emotions when he was being sarcastic.

Every time she went out, she would remember to bring him a gift and would take the initiative to get close to him. From beginning to end, she never paid attention to Zhou Zhenghua and his group.

In this life, it seems all she wants is to live a good life with him.

If this isn't love, then what is?
But if that's the case, then why did she just watch him get taken away in her past life without finding someone to bail him out?
They didn't even come to see him once!
Even a simple phone call to offer comfort wouldn't have made him hate you this much.

As the country's economy improves, prison conditions are actually quite acceptable.

But every time night falls, the cold and lonely environment, along with the wild images in my mind, are so terrifying that they drive me crazy.

He couldn't help but wonder if, without him, she could be openly with her old lover.

They lived together in his villa worth hundreds of millions, slept on a mattress he bought for five million, and released decades of pent-up love and resentment in the candlelight pool.
I can't think about it, because if I do, I'll just want to blow up the cell.

Until one day, when he opened his eyes and woke up to find that the ceiling above him had become the old house from 89, he was able to barely suppress his anger and hatred.

But just when he was about to forget it, to treat it as a dream, he woke up still furious.

She actually came back too.

Previously, Jiang Baohai thought that her return was God's way of allowing him to take revenge.

Now, Jiang Baohai is incredibly grateful to God for bringing her back and allowing him to meet her again.
If Gao Qinghe were only twenty years old, then none of this would mean anything.

Because he loves the bad woman who went through thick and thin with him in his past life.

Only if she comes back will all of this have meaning.

If it weren't for reason suppressing it...

On their way to the county town, Jiang Baohai almost couldn't help but tell Gao Qinghe the truth about his rebirth.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get into the Civil Affairs Bureau today.

As Gao Qinghe walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she looked at the simple marriage certificate in her hand and smiled slightly.

She glanced at the man beside her. He was holding the marriage certificate and looking down at it, but his gaze wasn't on the certificate; he seemed lost in thought.

Gao Qinghe found it amusing, brushed her bangs aside, and coughed twice to draw his attention.

"You got your marriage certificate with the person you love, aren't you happy?"

Jiang Baohai looked up at her and nodded very seriously, "Of course I'm happy."

"What about you?" he asked.

His dark brown eyes flickered in the afterglow of the setting sun, revealing a hint of caution and uncertainty.

Gao Qinghe responded very loudly: "Happy!!!"

Jiang Baohai smiled, ignoring the curious glances from passersby, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished something great.

Now even if she's angry, she can't escape.

He took her hand and asked, "Shall we take wedding photos first or try on clothes?"

Gao Qinghe glanced at the time; it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

There wasn't enough time to take wedding photos.

"Let's try on the clothes first, and then take the wedding photos tomorrow."

"Row."

Jiang Baohai led her to the passenger side door, opened the door, and waited for her to sit down before walking around to the driver's side and driving to the old-fashioned tailor shop that had been arranged in advance.

This is the only custom-made wedding dress shop in Qing County. It does not sell wedding dresses, but only local ethnic minority wedding dresses, cheongsams, and suits.

At this time, red cheongsams have just become popular in Qing County, but the most popular items are still padded-shoulder red suit dresses and black men's suits.

Gao Qinghe felt that the fabric of the suit dress was too thick and too hot to wear in August, so she wanted to wear a cheongsam instead.

Men don't have many choices; they can only wear either ethnic clothing or a suit.

There are many colors of suits available, and in addition to custom-made suits, there are also many ready-made suits.

Renting it out is fine too, the rent isn't expensive, but the deposit is 200 yuan per set.

In her past life, Gao Qinghe made all the decisions about getting married on her own.

Having been traumatized by past experiences, Gao Qinghe has chosen to give up this time.

After trying on a red cheongsam myself, I decided to have it made.

He sat down in the chair and had Jiang Baohai show him the suits the boss had found, one by one.

Fearing she might be thirsty, Jiang Baohai went to the department store next door to buy two bottles of soda, inserted straws, and placed them in her hand.

Taking advantage of her inattention, he bent down and gulped down half the bottle before going into the fitting room to change clothes, under her angry glare.

Gao Qinghe stared speechlessly at the half-empty bottle of soda in her hand, and scolded, "You childish brat!"

Considering that the other person is only twenty-five years old, I decided to let it go and not be angry.

With her red lips, she picked up the straw and drank while nodding or shaking her head.

"The previous fuchsia one suited you better. Change back and let me see. Oh, and could you ask the driving school how much the tuition is?"

Jiang Baohai took off his black coat, took the fuchsia coat handed to him by the shopkeeper, and asked in confusion:

"Are you going to take a driving test?"

Gao Qinghe nodded: "Huang Yanqiu and I will go to school together, so we can have company."

Jiang Baohai smiled and said, "Not bad."

He would feel at ease if two people went.

Otherwise, I'd have to worry that this delicate flower in front of me would be groped by wolves.

(End of this chapter)