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

Chapter 88 So what if I'm jealous?

"What are you looking at? You want to electrocute me too?"

Sensing that a certain system was stirring, Gao Qinghe smiled and asked kindly.

The system quickly explained: "I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Gao Qinghe: "That's really strange, why don't you guys give the male lead a 'Good Man System'?"

She genuinely wanted a system where the male lead would die for the female lead, live for the female lead, and be willing to sacrifice himself for her, becoming a stepping stone for her to reach the pinnacle of life.

If the male lead is not happy, shock him until he behaves himself!
For the first time, the system that could read Gao Qinghe's thoughts felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

At that moment, it realized that the wicked woman it had bound to was completely unchangeable.

Waaaaah, why does it have to be associated with a bad woman? Why isn't it associated with the original female lead, Hao Huaping?

Gao Qinghe gave a mocking smile: "Little system, jealousy isn't something a good system should have~"

Because of their bonded relationship, the two can fully perceive each other's emotions.

If it were someone else, they might worry about their privacy being exposed.

But for Gao Qinghe, it was the opposite.

The little system trembled, wishing it could suppress all emotion so as not to be detected by this terrifying woman.

Gao Qinghe had no intention of letting it go so easily, and took this opportunity to strengthen her training of the system.

"Little system, we have a symbiotic relationship. You can only prosper if I prosper, understand?"

"Be a good system that obeys its master, and let's join forces to make it bigger and stronger. I'll be the worst woman in the world, and you'll be the worst system in the world, okay?"

System: I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it!
Seeing that Gao Qinghe was about to continue rambling on, the system quickly reminded her to interrupt.

[Host, please watch out for oncoming traffic!]

Gao Qinghe turned around and looked.

A red sedan was speeding towards them, kicking up a tall cloud of dust behind it.

Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly pulled over to the side of the road, turned her back to the road, covered her mouth and nose, held her breath, and squinted her eyes.

A speeding car sped past her with a whoosh.

Dust filled the air, blurring the view of the world.

Fortunately, Gao Qinghe was prepared and held her breath for a long time, otherwise she would have definitely choked to death in the dust.

Once the dust settled, Gao Qinghe took a deep breath of oxygen, hopped on her bicycle, and charged off aggressively.

A red sedan stopped in front of them. The two people inside noticed her arrival and nervously swallowed.

"How do you drive! Don't you know you should slow down when you see someone on the road? Is this how your driving school instructor taught you?!"

Gao Qinghe rode her bicycle to the front, executed a beautiful drift, and stopped in the middle of the road.

His piercing, almost predatory gaze swept over the people in the car, then he unexpectedly raised an eyebrow.

There were two people in the car: the driver, Fang Xiaoyu, and the boss, Jiang Baohai, sitting in the back.

The two maintained a tacit, guilty silence.

Jiang Baohai appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was panicking terribly.

The two were very cautious, neither daring to speak first, for fear of running into the line of fire.

An atmosphere more terrifying than death spread among the three of them.

In the end, Jiang Baohai couldn't stand the atmosphere any longer, so he took the initiative to get out of the car and knock on the driver's side window.

Fang Xiaoyu looked over in a panic.

Jiang Baohai waved, signaling him to roll down.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't dare to refuse, so he opened the door, got out of the car, and gave Gao Qinghe a "hey" smile.

He didn't know why, but he was always a little scared when he saw Gao Qinghe's aggressive demeanor.

This fear is different from the fear of the boss.

If you mess up your boss's business, you can be let off the hook as long as you fix it in time.

But when facing Gao Qinghe, he always felt that if he made a mistake, he would die.

It was as if the world existed solely to bring her joy, a strange yet willing sense of atonement through death. And Gao Qinghe's expression was one of utter self-righteousness.

She glanced at the passenger seat, then turned her gaze to Jiang Baohai, who appeared calm on the surface.

"Ahem!" Jiang Baohai coughed twice, walked around the front of the car, and opened the passenger door for her.

Gao Qinghe was barely satisfied. She handed the bicycle to Fang Xiaoyu and leisurely sat in the passenger seat.

Jiang Baohai gave Fang Xiaoyu a look that said, "You deserve it." "Drive more carefully in the future."

He closed the car door and drove off first with Gao Qinghe in tow.

The car sped away, catching Fang Xiaoyu off guard and leaving him with a mouthful of dust.

He looked up at the mountains and the water, sighed resignedly, and rode off on his bicycle to catch up.

"When did you come back?"

Gao Qinghe poked at the amulet hanging in the car and glanced at Jiang Baohai, asking a question.

Jiang Baohai, who had been holding his breath, finally dared to let out a soft sigh when she took the initiative to speak.

He replied, "Last night."

Gao Qinghe nodded, then asked curiously, "Where are you all going?"

We've already passed the town; our first destination is Shanghe Village.

That makes it even stranger, why would he go to the village for no reason?

Jiang Baohai glanced at her quickly, saw her puzzled look, and smiled speechlessly.

"You didn't know about what you did?"

Gao Qinghe was taken aback: "What?"

Jiang Baohai frowned and said irritably, "Didn't you give my phone number to your childhood sweetheart who's the village secretary? You've already forgotten about the thing you did?"

Gao Qinghe clapped her hands, remembering!

Last time, Zhou Zhenghua asked her to ask Jiang Baohai for sponsorship money to get running water for the village, and she gave Jiang Baohai's phone number to Zhou Zhenghua.

"Are you here to donate?"

Jiang Baohai remained noncommittal, his expression suggesting that someone owed him 80 million.

Gao Qinghe exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect you to actually donate! Boss Jiang is such a philanthropist!"

Jiang Baohai snorted coolly: "You've already given away my phone number, how could I not do you a favor for my childhood sweetheart?"

This time, Gao Qinghe finally realized that someone had said "your childhood sweetheart" twice in a row.

Tsk tsk tsk, why does the car smell sour?

"Jiang Baohai, did you spill something in your car?"

Gao Qinghe suddenly moved closer, sniffing him all over.

Jiang Baohai felt a faint fragrance suddenly envelop him. He glanced to the side and saw Gao Qinghe's fair and rosy face, full of vitality, right in front of him.

Damn it, she's seducing him again!
Jiang Baohai forced himself to straighten his head and look straight ahead.

But I couldn't resist following her advice and sniffed the car too.

"I didn't smell anything strange."

Apart from the fragrance on her body.

Gao Qinghe shook her head, "Smell it again, it really is there, very strong!"

Hearing this, Jiang Baohai began to wonder if he had a strange smell.

But he clearly took a shower this morning, so this shouldn't be the case.

Jiang Baohai suspiciously lowered his head to smell his sleeve, but when he caught a glimpse of the smile on her lips out of the corner of his eye, his gaze instantly turned cold. "You're playing me!"

Gao Qinghe raised her hand, "I'm not kidding you, I really can smell a sour smell, like century-old vinegar, can't you smell it?"

Jiang Baohai took a deep breath, his hands on the steering wheel tightened instantly, his jaw clenched, and he remained silent.

So what if he's jealous?!
(End of this chapter)