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

Jiang Baohai had diarrhea until the middle of the night, and he only felt better after taking some medicine.

While searching for medicine with a flashlight, they happened to encounter the furtive Qi Lianxin.

The flashlight beam illuminated Qi Lianxin's terrified face.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Jiang Baohai asked, puzzled.

Hearing it was his son's voice, Qi Lianxin breathed a sigh of relief, gesturing for him to continue shining the light. He then rummaged through the box, saying:

"I'm looking for antidiarrheal medication; I have a bit of diarrhea."

Jiang Baohai: "Get me some too, I have diarrhea too."

The medicine was found. Qi Lianxin handed one to her son and asked curiously:
"Why do you have diarrhea too?"

Jiang Baohai shook his head. "I don't know, maybe dinner wasn't cleaned properly."

He waved his hand, signaling his mother not to ask anymore, and to take his medicine and go home to rest.

The two silently kept quiet, went to the kitchen to get water and take their medicine, and then returned to their respective rooms.

As I passed by the storage shelves next to the aisle, the beam of my flashlight flashed across a pile of oral liquids.

A sudden thought flashed through Jiang Baohai's mind; he suddenly remembered that he had drunk a bottle of oral liquid as soon as he entered the house earlier that day.
Early in the morning.

Gao Qinghe, who was finally able to get a full night's sleep, was awakened by a loud argument coming from the living room.

She listened intently, and the arguing seemed to have stopped again.

All that could be heard was the faint sound of the mother-in-law sobbing softly.

The door was opened, something was thrown out, and then it slammed shut.

From the living room came Qi Lianxin's anxious shout: "Those were all paid for! How could you throw them all away!"

Jiang Baohai returned with a gloomy expression after losing his things. His eyes swept across the room, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

Qi Lianxin moved her lips, but immediately swallowed back all her words.

Jiang Baohai walked into the kitchen, where Sister Sun had come early to buy groceries and was preparing breakfast.

When I saw him come in, I instinctively moved aside, a little scared.

Jiang Baohai took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, gestured to Sister Sun to help heat it up for Gao Qinghe, and then turned to walk towards his daughter's room.

As Jiang Baohai passed in front of Qi Lianxin, he suddenly asked coldly:

"You didn't give Yueyue any to drink, did you?"

Qi Lianxin quickly shook her head, saying somewhat aggrievedly, "Her mother wouldn't allow it, how could I dare?"

Jiang Baohai pointed at his mother sharply from a distance, and once again uttered harsh words.

"If you ever buy these substandard products again and bring them home, all your savings will be confiscated!"

"Oh, and that old man Wang, if you keep letting him be so foolish, don't even think about coming to our house again!"

Qi Lianxin slumped weakly onto the sofa, her shoulders drooping.

Wanting to die, yet afraid to die, a slight death.

Jiang Baohai walked into the bedroom and met his wife's mocking gaze, which only fueled his anger.

"And you!"

He pointed at her through gritted teeth, "You watched your man drink some substandard product and you didn't even warn him! He almost choked me to death!"

Gao Qinghe blinked her big eyes. "No, what does this have to do with me? Was it me who bought the 'eternal ice water'? Was it me who brought the medicine to your lips? I didn't even have a chance to say anything before you picked it up and drank it."

She didn't sleep well all night!
Gao Qinghe glared at him angrily, "You're just taking your anger out on me."

Jiang Baohai thought to himself, "You're staring at people with such a pretty face, aren't you trying to force me to commit a crime?"
He stepped forward, wrapped his long arm around the back of the head, and kissed the other person fiercely, ignoring their resistance, as if he wanted to devour them whole before finally stopping.

After a long while, the two separated, panting heavily.

Gao Qinghe's eyes were red, brimming with tears, and she asked in a hoarse voice, her breath sweet as orchids:

Did you wake Yueyue up?

Jiang Baohai's tender gaze changed.

Oh no, I was just going to my daughter's room to wake her up.

I don't know how, but I ended up being affectionate with my wife.

Gao Qinghe pushed him away in annoyance and kicked his pert buttocks.

"Go quickly!"

She wasn't wearing shoes, and her feet, painted with red nail polish, were as white as snow, almost dazzling. Jiang Baohai nearly lost his balance and narrowly avoided knocking her onto the bed.

"We're going to be late!" Gao Qinghe urged.

Jiang Baohai took a deep breath, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and walked towards the door.

They stopped again after reaching the door.

Gao Qinghe asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you again?"

Jiang Baohai looked back, his eyes dangerous yet filled with helplessness. He couldn't wait for it to return to normal.
Men don't just give in like that!
Gao Qinghe glanced down and waved her hand, "Make way, make way, I'll go by myself."

Little Jiang Qiyue, still half asleep, was pulled out of bed by her mother.

I only ate half a slice of bread and drank a sip of milk for breakfast before my mother shoved me into the kindergarten gate in a daze.

I managed to get my child into kindergarten at the last minute.

Gu Wen's nanny, seeing Gao Qinghe rush over in a flurry, then patting her chest and muttering, "Thank goodness," after completing her task, couldn't help but ask with concern:

"Yueyue's mom, did you oversleep again today?"

again?
What does it mean?
Am I late?

Aunt Gu shook her head, "No, that's not true."

Gao Qinghe smiled and asked in return, "Then what makes you think I overslept again?"

Aunt Gu: "."

A car parked on the side of the road honked its horn twice.

Gao Qinghe waved to Aunt Gu, "Goodbye."

He turned around casually, walked to the side of the road, and got into the car.

"You're not late, are you?" Jiang Baohai asked.

Gao Qinghe reacted, and the Tyrannosaurus Rex roared, "What do you think!"

Jiang Baohai coughed awkwardly twice, not daring to provoke her, and diligently helped his wife fasten her seatbelt, asking in a gentle voice:

"Sending you to the provincial university?"

Gao Qinghe snorted through her nose, "Mmm."

"Okay, okay, we'll set off right away."

Jiang Baohai coaxed his wife, starting the car gently to make sure she felt no discomfort.

He then handed her the shark clips she hadn't had time to bring.

Gao Qinghe glanced at him sideways, grabbed the hair, and was about to use her fingers as a comb to smooth her hair.

Jiang Baohai said, "There's a comb in the glove box. You put it there last time, but you forgot to bring it home."

Gao Qinghe raised an eyebrow in surprise, opened the glove box, and there really was a comb inside.

Comb your hair neatly, then use a hair clip to hold it up, deliberately leaving a few loose ends tucked in and letting them fall around your temples for a relaxed yet stylish look.

Jiang Baohai stole several glances and was slapped.

"Drive carefully!" Gao Qinghe reminded him.

His tense lips relaxed, and he looked like he was smiling.

Jiang Baohai raised his hand and touched his cheek with relish, then brought his fingertips to his nose to smell them. Ah, so fragrant!
He asked with concern, "What are you going to the provincial university for?"

Gao Qinghe replied, "Isn't it because we're going back to our hometown for Qingming Festival in a couple of days? I'll ask Ya Ya if there's anything I want to bring her, and I'll bring it to her when I come back."

Another reason is that when I'm bored, I come to check on my younger sister at school and supervise her studies.

Jiang Baohai jokingly said with sympathy, "Having an older sister like you is truly a blessing for Ya Ya."

Gao Qinghe wholeheartedly agreed, raising her chin high as a compliment.

As they approached the school, Jiang Baohai reminded them, "Why don't you call the dorm first? What if someone's gone out?"

Gao Qinghe thought about it and agreed. She took out her phone and mentally checked her smartphone's contact list:

What is the phone number for Gao Qingya's dormitory?

Dongdong: [.]

After a brief silence, the system obediently recited the phone number. (End of Chapter)