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

"Honey, are you alright? How about we go to the department store and buy something to calm down?"

Jiang Baohai leaned against the door, pretending to be relaxed, but one hand was secretly gripping the doorknob, ready to escape at any moment.

However, although!

The time this woman was most angry in her past life was when she quietly went abroad alone to go skydiving.

When she's angry, she either tortures her enemies or burns money; she's never even considered taking revenge on her beloved husband.

They've been married for two generations, and Gao Qinghe can guess what Jiang Baohai ate for his last meal just by farting.

Just by looking at the man like that, you can tell he's misunderstood something.

Looking down at the gleaming scissors in her hand, Gao Qinghe calmly explained:

"Why are you panicking? I'm just cutting a loose thread."

Jiang Baohai was taken aback. "A loose thread?"

Approaching cautiously, he dared not show it on his face, lest it damage his noble image as a domineering CEO.

Gao Qinghe glanced at him and took out the jeans from behind her.

These were her favorite pairs of pants. The fringed hem had come undone, so she picked up the scissors to trim them, planning to wear them again next time.

Jiang Baohai breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the footstool opposite her, picked up the scissors and pants, and began to trim them skillfully.

"What happened?" he asked softly, straightening his expression.

Gao Qinghe sighed and lay down on the single sofa, first asking Jiang Baohai if he had been in contact with Yan Hong recently.

She never asked him about these things, which Jiang Baohai found strange, and he jokingly said:
"What, worried that your husband will be seduced by a young girl?"

Gao Qinghe: "Answer my question!"

Jiang Baohai immediately shook his head. "The last time we contacted each other was three months ago. Yan Hong and the other two were discussing selling all their shares to me. I wanted to negotiate a lower price and ask them to wait a little longer."

"Yan Hong was probably short of money, so she sold it at a lower price after only two days. The other two were very cunning, so the matter was dropped."

Qing County is their base of operations, and the mines can't be moved to the provincial capital, so there's no way Lao Cui and Lao Yu can get away with selling the mines and living it up.

Gao Qinghe clicked her tongue and glanced at the man in front of her, giving him two words: "Cunning".

Jiang Baohai asked, puzzled, "Why are you suddenly asking about Yan Hong?"

"She's in trouble."

Gao Qinghe didn't directly say what it was about, but instead asked again if Jiang Baohai had reminded Yan Hong to be wary of the backstabbers around her.

Jiang Baohai nodded. "I reminded her a couple of years ago, but I don't know if she took it to heart."

“She is no longer a shareholder of the group, and I have been quite busy lately, so I haven’t been paying much attention to her situation.”

At this point, even though Gao Qinghe didn't say what had happened, Jiang Baohai had already guessed it.

"Have you received any news?"

Gao Qinghe nodded, and then told him what Huang Yanqiu had told her.

"Old Jiang, do you think we should give Yan Hong a heads-up?"

Jiang Baohai thought it was something important, but it turned out to be someone else's business.

Of course, his wife also played a part in this matter.

Both he and his wife were reborn, so they naturally knew that the express delivery and logistics industry would be a booming sector in a few years.

He Xiaofang was not only selling trucks, but also Yan Hong's company's transportation line.

But what's that saying again?

A gentleman loves wealth, but he acquires it in a proper way.

Jiang Baohai didn't consider himself a gentleman; he simply valued his life.

"Whether the deal goes through or not is another matter. If Yan Hong finds out that He Xiaofang is doing this, someone will die."

Jiang Baohai said seriously, "No matter how important money is, it is not as important as a living human life."

Gao Qinghe actually thought the same way, but business is all about profit, which is why she wanted to discuss it with him. Even if they were to be the bad guys, they could do it together as a couple, so they'd have someone to keep them company when they were being beaten and scolded.

However, Jiang Baohai doesn't want to be the bad guy this time.

If he doesn't do it, she won't do it either.

Gao Qinghe stood up and poked the man's hard chest with her fingertip. "Then go and remind Yan Hong."

"Go ahead." Jiang Baohai grabbed her hand, kissed it, and then put it back on his lap.

Gao Qinghe was about to ask why she should go when she heard Jiang Baohai say in a serious tone:

“I’m too familiar with her. If I say anything, Yu Long will definitely be suspicious.”

“You’re different. You haven’t been in contact with Yan Hong for so many years. If you go and tell her, no one will suspect anything for the time being.”

Yan Hong is considered a small business owner, and she's always surrounded by a group of people wherever she goes. She can't hide the fact that she's on the phone from those around her.

Jiang Baohai suggested, "Since you're going to help someone, why don't you go yourself?"

"What should I do?" Gao Qinghe glanced outside. "What about Yueyue?"

Jiang Baohai said helplessly, "Am I not Yueyue's father? Her grandmother is here too, and so is Sister Sun."

The couple were both cunning; Gao Qinghe could tell from her husband's eyes that his motives were not pure.

Come to think of it, she would find it disgusting to work with a mistress like He Xiaofang and a cheating scumbag like Yu Long.

Why not let Yan Hong owe me a big favor? Maybe I can even open a surprise blind box.

Gao Qinghe slapped Jiang Baohai's thigh and said, "Fine, take me to the train station to buy tickets right now!"

With a sharp crack, Jiang Baohai hissed inwardly, feeling a pang of pain in his thigh.

Gao Qinghe realized she had hit too hard, so she quickly reached out to let her husband touch her, coaxing him like a child, "Hoo hoo~".

Jiang Baohai's forehead veins throbbed, and he gritted his teeth: "If you still want to buy tickets, then get up now."

Gao Qinghe was startled, then belatedly realized something, and glanced up at that spot; the size was quite considerable.

Unable to resist the urge, I quickly touched it and darted away like a rabbit.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The man's hot, large hand gripped her wrist like an iron clamp, pulling her into his arms. The two of them fell together onto the thick cashmere carpet at the foot of the bed.

In the end, Jiang Baohai did all the work by himself, including but not limited to buying train tickets.

Jiang Qiyue was surprised to learn that her mother was going back to her hometown for two days, and simply expressed her reluctance.

She turned around and asked the older boy to take her downstairs to play in the sand and build mounds the next day.

Oh, and we should also invite Gu Nanxing to come along.

The whole arrangement was crystal clear.

Gao Qinghe thought she would have to coax the baby for a while and prepare her for separation, but all her mental preparation was in vain.

Gao Qinghe wasn't one to dawdle; she left as soon as she said she would.

The train departed at 8:00 AM the next morning and arrived in Qing County at noon.

Huang Yanqiu picked up the person, first secretly taking Gao Qinghe to the vicinity of Yan Hong's house in the county town, and then leaving alone to meet He Xiaofang to bring the goods and prepare to sign the contract.

The reason is that the big boss attaches great importance to this large shipment and came in person to sign the contract.

He Xiaofang was overjoyed and arranged to meet at the usual place at 10 a.m. the next day.

As for Gao Qinghe, one has to admire Huang Yanqiu for the "Sky Eye" she has built up over the years in the county.

She said that Yu Long would take his two sons back to his hometown to visit his sick mother this morning, and Yan Hong would be home alone at noon.

This was merely an excuse for Yu Long and He Xiaofang to transfer assets and avoid arousing Yan Hong's suspicion.

Gao Qinghe found Yan Hong's front door and tried pressing the doorbell.

A moment later, the sound of Yan Hong's lazy footsteps, shuffling along in her slippers, could be heard as she opened the door. (End of Chapter)