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

Chapter 139 I Don't Want to Eat, I Want to Eat People

As Jiang Baohai left the old tailor shop, he carried Gao Qinghe's new dress in his hand.

His suit still needs some alterations; he'll come pick it up in a couple of days.

It was 7:30 p.m., just as it was getting dark.

All the streetlights in the county town were lit up, and there were many people out for a walk after dinner.

Most of the shops along the street were open, with the owners chatting idly in small groups or busy greeting customers inside.

The night market culture in Qingxian County has not yet taken off, and most people still live the traditional lifestyle of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Most of the people on the streets at night are young people out to date or businessmen who have to attend social events.

A karaoke bar opened in Qing County at the beginning of the year, and the singing from the low-quality sound system could be heard from afar.

Singing Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey".

The few cars in Qing County were all parked in the open space downstairs from the dance hall.

Jiang Baohai deliberately avoided this place, not wanting his private time with his partner to be disrupted by someone he knew.

Gao Qinghe let her mind go blank and followed him aimlessly.

Regardless of where he was going, I trusted and relaxed completely.

I occasionally stop to take a look when I pass by a stall selling trinkets.

Having seen so much luxury jewelry, Gao Qinghe picked up these small ornaments, glanced at them, and put them down after only a couple of seconds.

Jiang Baohai suddenly realized that he hadn't bought his wedding ring yet.

I led her to the street where gold was sold, but the shops were already closed.

Gao Qinghe hadn't thought things through and didn't realize why he had led her down this street.

Anyway, as they walked, the two of them ended up at a small restaurant that had just opened in the county town.

The restaurant wasn't big, decorated like those Western restaurants in the city, but it served Chinese food.

However, it offers a few more specialty drinks than a typical Chinese restaurant.

This type of mixed-style restaurant remained popular well into the millennium.

Having seen so much of this, Gao Qinghe didn't find it particularly special, but for today's young people, it's a high-class place.

It would be incredibly prestigious to bring your girlfriend or blind date here for a chat.

The service awareness of small restaurants in the county town is still lacking.

When customers enter the store, the waiters only come over to hand them the menus.

Jiang Baohai pulled out a chair for Gao Qinghe, and after she sat down, he put his things away and sat down as well before taking the menu and ordering.

He must have been here with someone before, because he quickly ordered the food and also ordered a classic fruit drink for Gao Qinghe.

Gao Qinghe actually quite enjoys going out alone with Jiang Baohai, whether it's traveling, shopping, or eating, she can completely let her mind go.

She had previously followed a relationship blogger, and according to that blogger's description, Jiang Baohai should be considered a father figure type of lover.

They like to take on a lot of responsibilities, have a strong sense of responsibility, and take care of their partner in every little detail.

But because he's too controlling and has a strong desire to manage, he can be quite annoying at times.

However, Gao Qinghe felt it was just right; she was actually quite willing to cooperate and be arranged by others.

Of course, this is all on the premise that the other party arranges things to her liking.

Otherwise, you should still scold them.

Jiang Baohai must have been scolded a lot in his past life, because he arranged the food ordering quite well this time.

Gao Qinghe took a sip of the fruit-flavored drink and her eyes widened. She gave him a thumbs up in satisfaction.

A stir-fried pork dish, a stewed chicken with wild mushrooms, and a spicy river shrimp dish are all her favorite flavors.

"Not bad, you came here to scout ahead before?" Gao Qinghe asked while eating river shrimp.

Jiang Baohai took the stewed chicken leg out of the pot, separated the meat from it with chopsticks, cut it into strips, then ladled out chicken broth and mushrooms and poured them over the meat before handing it to her. He didn't answer her question, but just smiled and said, "Have some soup first. This is a free-range chicken from the mountains; it tastes different from ordinary chickens."

Gao Qinghe eagerly picked up her spoon, first tasting the soup, then eating a crisp mushroom, and finally some shredded chicken.

The meat was indeed different from the chicken I eat at home; it was much more tender and not dry at all, and it was easy to eat on its own.

After finishing the meat, she took a sip of the soup, which was full of rich, sweet flavor. It was so delicious that Gao Qinghe picked up the bowl and drank it all in one go.

"Another bowl?" Jiang Baohai asked, amused.

Gao Qinghe waved her hand, "No, I won't want another bowl. I won't be able to eat anything else."

"Eat if you like, and if you can't finish it, pack it up and feed it to the dogs," Jiang Baohai said.

Gao Qinghe looked at him in surprise.

While preparing the shredded chicken, Jiang Baohai explained, "Last night I saw your brother stewing meat for those wild dogs. You were the one who told him to, weren't you?"

"That big black dog is quite grateful. I heard from them that you specifically bought bone sticks from the flour shop to give it as an extra treat."

He looked up at her and said, "If you like her, take her home and raise her."

Gao Qinghe sighed, "Do you think I don't want to? I don't want to be restrained at all, and I don't want to go home with you."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Jiang Baohai's heart softened. He handed her the soup he had prepared and comforted her.
"Stray dogs are more interesting. If you actually bring one home to keep as a pet, you won't like it anymore."

Gao Qinghe thought about it and realized that it made sense.

She has a strong desire to conquer and doesn't like overly docile animals.

"You should eat too." Gao Qinghe saw that Jiang Baohai's bowl was still empty, so she put a chicken wing on his plate and a small river shrimp on it.

The river shrimp are deep-fried in oil until the shells are crispy and crumble when you bite into them; they're incredibly fragrant.

After finishing the shrimp, a sip of an ice-cold fruity drink is incredibly refreshing.

Jiang Baohai looked at the bowls piled up like a small mountain, and his empty heart was instantly filled with a sour feeling.

He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and kiss her passionately.

That yearning look seemed to materialize, as if it wanted to tear her apart and devour her whole.

Gao Qinghe tapped the table lightly, "Let's eat!"

Jiang Baohai stared intently at her and said, "I don't want to eat."

Gao Qinghe frowned. "Then what do you want to eat? Drink the northwest wind?"
"I want to eat you," he said in a low, hoarse voice.

Gao Qinghe choked and kicked hard under the table.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him.

“Jiang! Bao! Hai!” Gao Qinghe narrowed her eyes dangerously.

The man coughed lightly twice, his fingertips lingering on the smooth skin for a couple of moments before finally letting go.

He pretended nothing had happened, picked up his chopsticks, and focused on eating.

Gao Qinghe sneered and gritted her teeth, saying softly, "You just wait, you'll be sorry!"

Jiang Baohai felt a moment of regret; this woman was ruthless when it came to tormenting his brother.

But you know what, he's actually quite looking forward to it.

Jiang Baohai raised his head slightly, his phoenix eyes sweeping upwards at her with a provocative look.

Gao Qinghe tilted her head and smiled in disbelief. Just as she turned back to give him a whack on the head, she heard the wind chimes hanging outside the restaurant door ring.

A young couple walked in side by side.

Jiang Baohai was sitting across the door from Gao Qinghe, who had her back to the door. When she saw Jiang Baohai's gaze sweep towards the doorway, she raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Before she could turn around in confusion, the system in her mind couldn't help but yell loudly.

Now Gao Qinghe knew who it was without even turning around.

(End of this chapter)