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

Chapter 39 A stingy man who can't even afford twenty yuan.
People love to join in the fun, and the more people there are, the more they like to squeeze in.

The stall run by Gao Qinghe and her brother instantly became the most crowded place on the entire street.

Two female students who were torn about whether to buy butterfly hair clips finally made up their minds to do so.

With a turn of their heads, the two of them stood up at attention in unison.

"Hello, Teacher Ouyang! Hello, Teacher Hao!"

There was another handsome guy whom they hadn't seen at school, so the two girls didn't call out to him.

These are the students in Hao Huaping's class. She is the class teacher, and Ouyang Yan is their history teacher.

Hao Huaping graduated from university last year and has only been working at the county's No. 1 Middle School for a short time.

But she is open-minded and humorous, and the students all like her very much.

Hao Huaping asked the students what they were doing, and the two girls immediately told her excitedly that everyone was fighting over leggings.

The girl who wanted to buy the butterfly hair clip also said, "Teacher Hao, your figure is just like the beautiful boss sister's. You should also buy a pair of leggings to wear. They'll definitely look great."

Another girl was a poor student. Although she knew that the homeroom teacher was not the kind of teacher who only looked at academic performance and favored good students, she still felt guilty in front of the teacher.

They tugged at the girl, and the two told the teachers they were going home for lunch, then slipped away after putting down the butterfly hair clip.

"Leggings?"

Ouyang Yan's curiosity was piqued, and since there were many people in front of the stall, she pulled Hao Huaping along and squeezed in.

Of course, she didn't forget to greet the man following behind her.

"Brother Zhenghua, shall we take a look together?"

Zhou Zhenghua, who had been standing to the side with a calm expression, shook his head. "You two girls go ahead. I'll wait for you here."

The stall was surrounded by women; it would be inappropriate for him to squeeze past them.

Hao Huaping smiled and said, "Ouyang, let's go by ourselves. He's probably shy."

Zhou Zhenghua smiled helplessly, but seeing Hao Huaping helping him out of the predicament, he didn't argue.

"Alright then." Ouyang Yan pouted, then excitedly pulled Hao Huaping towards the stall.

Zhou Zhenghua stepped aside and noticed that there were quite a few men standing nearby.

People craned their necks to look into the stall, saying that the owner was beautiful and young.

Zhou Zhenghua frowned slightly and silently took two steps back, not wanting to stand with this kind of person.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard Ouyang Yan exclaim in surprise:

"Gao Qinghe? What are you doing here? You set up this stall!"

Qinghe?

Then, seeing the whispering, lewd-looking men around him, Zhou Zhenghua squeezed his way to the stall in disbelief.

Gao Qinghe held the money in one hand and the packaged leggings in the other, handing them to the customer while smiling at Ouyang Yan.

"Yes, this is my stall, featuring new styles from Shanghai. Would you and your friends like to try them on, Teacher Ouyang?"

Upon glancing at Hao Huaping, who had shoulder-length short hair, standing next to Ouyang Yan, Gao Qinghe merely raised an eyebrow slightly.

The system in her head, however, was excitedly shouting.

[Aaaaaah! The original female lead has appeared, and the male lead is here too! If you keep slacking off like this, the original female lead is going to steal the male lead away!]

Gao Qinghe smiled, but inwardly roared, successfully suppressing the system.

"Qinghe."

Zhou Zhenghua was pleasantly surprised; he hadn't expected to see her in the city.

His eyes lit up when he saw Gao Qinghe, who was dressed up so carefully.

She looks more like a movie star today than the leading lady in a film.

But because she was so beautiful, men on the street couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Just like those few who were standing next to him just now, who knows what they might be thinking behind his back.

Thinking of this, and looking at the person in front of him who had captivated his mind, Zhou Zhenghua felt a strange surge of anger.

He wanted to pull her away, to cover her with his clothes, and to hold her tightly in his arms. He wanted to hide her beauty, to shield her from all lewd glances and fantasies.

She didn't want any other man to see a single hair on her head!

Because of this thought in my heart, I also saw Gao Qinghe's red sweater, leggings, scarf, earrings, and even the lipstick on her lips as something improper and bad.

But just as he was about to call out to Gao Qinghe, she went off to greet the guests with a smile.

They also brought Ouyang Yan and Hao Huaping to the fitting room and had them try on the pants that tightly covered their thighs.

"Gao Qingmiao!"

Unable to stop Gao Qinghe, Zhou Zhenghua reached out and grabbed Gao Qingmiao, lowering his voice in displeasure:

"How could you bring your sister to the city to set up a street stall? Don't you know she's not suited for this kind of work?"

Gao Qingmiao exclaimed in surprise, "Secretary Zhou, what are you doing here?"

Then, realizing what Zhou Zhenghua had just said, she silently removed his hand.

"We can talk about it later. I'm busy greeting guests right now. Secretary Zhou, please move aside so I don't crowd you."

Gao Qingmiao gently pushed the person away and said warmly to the customer who was hesitating while holding the leggings:
"Sis, you look better in these pants than any celebrity. Are you sure you don't want to take a pair home?"

"There's only one discount spot left. If you don't buy today, you won't get this deal again."

The guest immediately stopped hesitating and asked Gao Qingmiao to pack his pants.

With twenty yuan in hand, Gao Qingmiao's smile only grew wider. She imitated her sister's sweet talk, praising the customers as if they were angels.

Zhou Zhenghua was forced out, but couldn't squeeze back in.

Ouyang Yan and Hao Huaping changed their pants and came out. The two of them stood on tiptoe and craned their necks to look for Zhou Zhenghua's figure.

The two saw Zhou Zhenghua at the same time, but Ouyang Yan rushed over first.

Hao Huaping awkwardly withdrew her hand, which was halfway raised.

Watching Ouyang Yan twirling around in front of Zhou Zhenghua with the air of a young girl, he felt sad and heartbroken all by himself.

She was the one who met him first, but the person who spoke first made her seem superfluous.

Hao Huaping apologized, "I'll go change my clothes; they don't really suit me."

Gao Qinghe nodded, "It's alright."

"But I think these pants actually suit your outfit today quite well."

This is 100% her honest opinion. Compared to the petite and short-legged Ouyang Yan, the tall and elegant Hao Huaping looks very neat in leggings.

Hao Huaping shook her head again; she was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

Gao Qinghe let her have her way; anyway, these pants aren't hard to sell now.

To Hao Huaping's surprise, just as she finished changing her pants and came out, Ouyang Yan appeared outside the fitting room curtain with a disappointed look on her face.

"What's wrong?" Hao Huaping asked with concern.

Ouyang Yan glared at Zhou Zhenghua with a snort and whispered, "Brother Zhenghua said it's inappropriate for the teacher to be dressed like this."

Hao Huaping could tell just how much Ouyang Yan liked these pants.

There's no reason why someone as smart as Zhou Zhenghua wouldn't have seen it.

Since he knew it was inappropriate, he must genuinely dislike girls who dress flamboyantly, which is why he wouldn't let his girlfriend buy it.

Ouyang Yan lifted the curtain, went inside, took off her pants, and reluctantly returned them to Gao Qinghe.

Gao Qinghe was genuinely surprised this time, "You don't like it?"

Ouyang Yan couldn't tell her the truth: "It's too expensive."

He grabbed Hao Huaping and left.

Halfway there, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Gao Qinghe from head to toe.

Although she was jealous of her past ambiguous relationship with Zhou Zhenghua, the leggings looked perfectly appropriate on her, so what was inappropriate about them?
Gao Qinghe gave Zhou Zhenghua a disdainful look.

He can't even bear to spend twenty yuan, what a stingy guy!
(End of this chapter)