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

Chapter 58 is about forced love.

[Ding! Congratulations, host!]

[Male lead Zhou Zhenghua's affection for you +10! Current affection level: 70/100!]

Gao Qinghe is helping her younger sister with dictation of English words.

Hearing the system notification sound out of the blue felt absurd.

What did she do?

Is it just forced love?
The system was also surprised that its host hadn't done anything, yet the male protagonist of the original book was still able to increase his favorability.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Did the male lead fall in love with the wrong person?"

Gao Qinghe scoffed inwardly, "I knew your system was unreliable."

Fortunately, she didn't believe it, otherwise, relying on that stupid system, her fate in this life would definitely be even more miserable than in her previous life.

The system, which was being thoroughly disliked, just wanted to whimper. Its data collection function was absolutely flawless!
Gao Qinghe didn't care about her. Seeing that Gao Qingya hadn't written down the words she had read, she marked them in the book and continued to listen to the next one.

There are no shortcuts for ordinary people to learn English well.

The only way is to memorize by rote.

Once you've memorized a sufficient vocabulary, and practice your sense of language more, you'll naturally improve.

Gao Qingya was also angry. Ever since she heard from her family that her eldest sister had started dating someone, and that the guy also had a younger sister who was in high school at the county's No. 1 High School.

She secretly vowed to herself that she would definitely get into the county's top high school.

She wanted to be able to proudly show off to her boyfriend that she had a smart younger sister, while also ensuring that her own older sister had a respectable younger sister.

Gao Qinghe had no idea what her younger sister was thinking; she just suddenly realized that her sister had been working hard in her studies again.

"Not bad, you've memorized 25 out of 30 words. I've circled the remaining 5 for you. Review them a few more times later."

Gao Qinghe placed the book in front of her younger sister and let her go through it again by herself.

He got up, yawning, and began his task in a seemingly lazy manner.

“Every time you come back from vacation, I’ll give you a dictation test, a hundred at a time. You can decide how to manage it yourself.”

"By the way," Gao Qinghe said, lying down on the bed, sharing her past learning experiences.

"To learn English well, you must memorize words. Every time you learn a new word, review it again along with the words you've already memorized to deepen your impression and consolidate what you've learned."

"Trust me, you'll definitely make great progress in two months."

The quilt, dried by Grandma, smelled of sunshine. Feeling sleepy, Gao Qinghe gestured to her younger sister not to stay up too long and to close her eyes and go to sleep.

Knowing that her older sister had to get up early the next day, Gao Qingya even softened her breathing.

She first wrote down each word she hadn't been able to spell in the dictation twenty times to make sure she could memorize them.

Only then did he quietly turn off the light and go to bed.

Gao Qinghe felt like she had just had a wonderful dream where money fell from the sky and rained down on her.

Before I could even savor the joy, the system alarm went off.

The soft, gentle electronic voice for children is quite cute.

Gao Qinghe rubbed her eyes, sat up with a jolt, quickly dressed and put on her shoes, and went out to wash up.

Grandma Tian got up early, and breakfast was already prepared and served.

Gao Qinghe and Gao Qingmiao can eat right away after washing their faces.

"Be careful on the road," Grandma Tian said with concern.

The siblings nodded in unison, rolled up the large bag they were going to use for carrying goods, tucked it under their arms, and rushed to catch the early bus into the city.

When she arrived in the county town, Gao Qinghe went to see Sister Hong and asked her to inquire about available rooms for rent.

Sister Hong asked in surprise, "Are you planning to stay in the county town for an extended period?"

Gao Qinghe gave a forced, bitter smile. "Running around like this is too much trouble."

"Is it urgent?" Sister Hong asked.

Gao Qinghe: "The sooner the better."

"Okay, I'll ask around for you when there are fewer people in the store later."

When Hongjie saw that Gao Qinghe had brought two cans of food, she said that Gao Qinghe was too kind and told her to take the things back.

Gao Qinghe just smiled and hurriedly left for the station.

"Oh, this young lady is too kind," Sister Hong said, her face beaming with joy. Who doesn't like someone who knows how to handle things?
Her child didn't have school today and came to the store to play. Seeing the canned fruit, the child immediately asked with a sweet smile:
"Mom, can I have a can of food?"

Sister Hong tapped her daughter's nose with a hint of annoyance, "You can only eat half, save the rest for dinner."

I just had breakfast; it's not good to overeat.

The little girl immediately stood on tiptoe and kissed her mother, saying, "Mommy is the best mommy~"

It's enough to soften anyone's heart.

With students all home for the holidays and today being a rainy day, I figured there wouldn't be many customers at the shop.

Hongjie told her husband, then took her daughter and went out.

The little girl held a can of food, eating as she asked, "Mommy, are we going to find a house for the pretty big sister?"

Sister Hong sighed helplessly, "You little rascal, you're eavesdropping on the adults again."

The little girl followed her mother with a big smile. She was having such a happy day!

They can eat canned food and can spend time alone with their mother.

Children's happiness is that simple.

At the same time, Gao Qinghe and her brother also boarded a bus bound for Linxian County.

We boarded the train smoothly, and it was already 1 p.m.

We'll reach the provincial capital in three hours.

After finding their own seats, the siblings, who had been rushing all morning, could finally catch their breath.

"Sister, do you want some?" Gao Qingmiao asked, taking out the cookies.

Gao Qinghe wasn't very hungry, so she took two pieces, tucked them between her fingertips, and ate them slowly.

Gao Qingmiao was at the age where she could eat her father out of house and home, and she gulped down more than half a bag in one go.

The biscuits were too dry; I choked.

He hurriedly found the Lei Feng canteen he always carried with him and drank the rest of the water in one gulp.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair to recover.

Gao Qinghe witnessed the whole thing and could only say one thing: speechless.

"Gao Qingmiao, are you starving at home?"

Gao Qingmiao noticed that the three passengers sitting opposite her were looking at her, and her face instantly burned.

"Ahem!" Gao Qingmiao coughed twice to cover her embarrassment, then picked up the empty kettle and stood up to ask:
"Sis, I'm going to the restaurant to get a kettle of hot water, do you want some?"

Gao Qinghe took out her water bottle and shook it; there was only a little bit left.

"Okay." Gao Qinghe handed over the kettle.

The siblings sat near the aisle, with Gao Qinghe in the middle.

To her left was a young mother holding a baby, while Gao Qingmiao sat on her right by the aisle.

Across from me were three middle-aged men who didn't know each other, but they started chatting enthusiastically as soon as they got on the bus.

The woman with the child didn't speak, focusing solely on taking care of her child.

Gao Qinghe casually placed her bag on her younger brother's seat to prevent anyone from sitting there.

Someone was making instant noodles, and a tempting aroma suddenly wafted through the carriage.

The three middle-aged men opposite couldn't help but swallow hard and looked around.

I didn't see anyone eating instant noodles, but I did see an old lady following the empty seats all the way over.

Gao Qinghe was reading the newspaper she had just bought at the station, while simultaneously blocking the spittle flying from the three middle-aged men chatting animatedly across from her.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside me.

Gao Qinghe glanced sideways, but the old lady didn't even ask a question before plopping down.

Gao Qinghe's expression turned cold. "This seat is taken!"

The old lady glanced back at her; it was a young girl, quite pretty.

Knowing the girl was shy, he curled his lip in disdain, said nothing, and just sat there without moving.

(End of this chapter)