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

Chapter 91: Is it really true love?

Relying on the fact that the other party wouldn't actually hurt her, Gao Qinghe kicked her in the shin.

"What are you yelling about? I'm going deaf!"

Huang Yanqiu yelled even louder at her: "I'll yell, I'll yell! Ahhh!"

Gao Qinghe rolled her eyes speechlessly and covered her mouth with lightning speed.

"Keep being this stupid person who's completely bewitched by them."

Huang Yanqiu, with her simple mind, quickly grasped the deeper meaning behind the words.

Stop struggling.

Gao Qinghe whispered a few more words in her ear.

Huang Yanqiu's eyes widened in surprise. She quickly removed the hand covering her mouth and asked excitedly:

"really?"

Gao Qinghe crossed her arms: "Never mind whether I'm telling the truth or not, I'm just asking you if you dare."

"As long as I'm with you, I'll do anything, just like when I was a kid."

After Huang Yanqiu finished speaking, she immediately swallowed nervously.

The farthest place she had ever traveled in her life was on the road to the county town.

But as long as she follows Gao Qinghe, she'd even dare to go to the moon!
"Alright, then do as I say. I'll come find you again when the time is right."

Seeing that Gao Qinghe was about to leave, Huang Yanqiu quickly followed.

When will the time be right?

Gao Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Within this month."

She instructed Huang Yanqiu: "Eat like crazy during this time and get your old skills back."

Huang Yanqiu nodded emphatically and smiled again, in a great mood.

However, fearing being discovered, she quickly stopped laughing after a couple of laughs.

Pick the brightly blooming rapeseed flowers nearby and adorn them one by one on Gao Qinghe's long, black hair, like dressing up a doll.

White, pink, and purple hair, like countless stars, was scattered across Gao Qinghe's black, satin-like hair. When she tossed her head, the hair fluttered and danced, making her look incredibly beautiful.

Huang Yanqiu enviously raised her hand, caught a falling rapeseed flower, and tucked it behind her ear.

They were so happy they even spun around in a circle.

Jiang Baohai stood by the roadside and frowned slightly when he saw the two people running out of the flower field.

How come he doesn't remember that Gao Qinghe had friends in her hometown?

But before he could recall what the relationship was between this person and Gao Qinghe, he realized that...

The other person pointed at him and asked Gao Qinghe, "Was it him who stung your mouth?"

Although Gao Qinghe quickly covered the other person's mouth, the words still clearly reached Jiang Baohai's ears.

Gao Qinghe was utterly exasperated by Huang Yanqiu's sharp tongue, and gritted her teeth as she growled in her ear, "Can't you just pretend to be mute?!"

Huang Yanqiu snorted, removed her hand, took a big step and jumped onto the road, then turned around and pulled Gao Qinghe up from the field.

She lowered her brows, gave Jiang Baohai a fierce look, and then strode away.

Jiang Baohai was inexplicably glared at with murderous intent by a woman he didn't know, and he was speechless.

Heaven can bear witness, he and she had no grudge against each other!

"She is your friend?"

Gao Qinghe ran her fingers through Huang Yanqiu's disheveled hair and nodded with a smile: "My cousin, Huang Yanqiu."

Jiang Baohai nodded knowingly; no wonder he looked so fierce.

He heard that the younger sister especially liked to cling to her older sister, so she always regarded her brother-in-law as an enemy who wanted to take her sister away.

"You brought my bicycle back!" Gao Qinghe smiled with delight when she saw the bicycle Jiang Baohai was holding.

To her utter surprise, Jiang Baohai pushed her bicycle over and stopped it at her feet, indicating that she should push it back herself.

Of course, he originally intended to be a gentleman and help her push the car home.

But just after it was over, she suddenly remembered what happened in the car. In such a passionate moment, how could she have pushed him away so suddenly?
Some things are better left unthought; the more you think about them, the more uneasy you feel!
Gao Qinghe looked down at the bicycle parked in front of her, then at the tall, slender figure carrying things in both hands as he walked forward, and smiled speechlessly.

Why didn't she notice how stingy this man was in her past life?
With a long stride, he quickly overtook the other person on his bicycle.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? I didn't invite you to my house for dinner!" Gao Qinghe said deliberately.

Jiang Baohai replied to her, "My uncle asked me to go."

Gao Qinghe: "."

Seeing her get the short end of the stick made Jiang Baohai feel especially good.

So that the woman doesn't think that just because she kissed her, she'll be devoted to her.

Unable to hold back, he added, "Even if you didn't invite me, can't I go to my girlfriend's house to meet her parents?"

"Ha~" Gao Qinghe rolled her eyes to the sky. Shameless.

Unable to bear his smugness, he deliberately rode his bicycle in an S-shape.

Jiang Baohai went to the left, and she went to the left as well.

He goes to the right, and she goes to the right, always blocking his way.

However, the road leading to Gao Qinghe's house is not smooth and is only about one meter wide.

The bicycle was fine going straight up and down normally, but now that it was turning and twisting, it accidentally ended up on a protruding rock.

He was about to tell her to stop fooling around, but before he could even open his mouth, he heard a scream of "Ah!"

Jiang Baohai let out a helpless sigh in his heart.

He put down what he was holding, took two big steps forward, quickly grabbed her raised hand with one hand, and pressed down on the bicycle that was about to tip over with the other.

Gao Qinghe, who had fallen off the car, landed squarely in his arms.

Looking up in a panic, Gao Qinghe met Jiang Baohai's mischievous gaze. She was only stunned for a moment before instinctively grabbing his narrow waist, which looked easy to hug.

Feeling a tightening around his waist, Jiang Baohai's lips curled into a slight smile.

A strong arm wrapped around Gao Qinghe's supple, snake-like waist and lifted her onto the back of the bicycle.

Jiang Baohai removed the support frame and gave her a warning look, telling her to stop causing trouble.

Gao Qinghe patted the hem of her clothes, gave a soft hum, and was unusually well-behaved.

Jiang Baohai retrieved the things he had just thrown on the road, hung them on his bicycle, and pushed the "honest" man on the bicycle toward the Gao family's house.

"Can't you ride a bike?" Gao Qinghe complained that pushing it was too slow.

Jiang Baohai's breath hitched; he almost got angry at her again.

Springtime, sunset, wildflowers, a quiet, deserted path—such a beautiful and romantic moment.

So she just wanted to go home early?
Does she really like him?
Jiang Baohai suppressed his anger and said coldly, "The road is unstable."

"Oh."

Remembering something, Gao Qinghe quickly patted herself down and felt the contents of her pocket, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I didn't lose it.

Hearing a rustling sound beside him, Jiang Baohai turned around to look.

Then Gao Qinghe took out a student ID from her pocket and handed it to him.

"What is it?" Jiang Baohai didn't take it, mainly because he was pushing the cart and couldn't free his hands.

Gao Qinghe opened her student ID card for him to glance at, then closed it and helped him put it into the pocket of his shirt.

The photo he caught in a quick glance, along with the name Jiang Yu, caused Jiang Baohai's face to darken.

Where did you get it from?

Gao Qinghe pretended she had never met Jiang Yu before, "Your sister, right? I remember you said her name was Jiang Yu."

"It's her, you ran into her? How did you end up with her student ID?"

Jiang Baohai nodded, his eyes showing anxiety, but he still patiently asked.

(End of this chapter)