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

Chapter 89: Suspected Extreme Affection Level

Jiang Baohai's reaction was different from what Gao Qinghe had expected.

"Just kidding, are you angry?"

The man didn't speak, but just kept clenching his jaw, as if he were chewing on her bones and blood with resentment.

Gao Qinghe realized that the misunderstanding had gotten out of hand and quickly tried to explain.

"I'm doing this for your own good, not to help him."

Someone glanced at her slightly, then quickly looked back and stared straight ahead.

"Although I was very reluctant to let Secretary Zhou take such a big advantage when he first came to discuss this matter with me, I thought about it again and realized that this matter was indeed worthwhile."

"Worth it?" Jiang Baohai scoffed. "Gaining political achievements with just one phone call, it is indeed worth it."

This sarcastic tone amused Gao Qinghe. "If you think it's not worth it, why did you agree to it?"

"That's because..." Jiang Baohai abruptly withdrew the last "you."

Gao Qinghe continued his sentence, "Because of me?"

Jiang Baohai wanted to slap himself, but he would never admit it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gao Qinghe continued what she hadn't finished saying.

“I think it’s a good deal to get a good reputation for a few thousand yuan. In essence, this matter benefits the villagers. My family is from Shanghe Village, so it’s good for my family too.”

"After all that, do you still feel like you're losing out?"

Jiang Baohai: "I never said I lost out."

Gao Qinghe: "So, do you think it's a good deal?"

"It's alright." The tone was indifferent.

The car was quiet for a while.

Suddenly, he stopped the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned to look at her scrutinizingly.

It was as if he wanted to see through what she was thinking and whether she had lied to him.

"You swear you're really thinking of me and yourself, without even a little bit considering your village secretary's political achievements?"

Gao Qinghe was puzzled by his stare.

She had a clear conscience and glared back at him, "You don't even believe me?"

Those beautiful eyes were wide open, clearly reflecting his image.

Jiang Baohai felt like a despicable person, that's why he wanted to drown in her watery eyes.

Her warm breath was right next to his. His gaze moved from her eyes to the tip of her upturned nose, and then to her slightly pouting lips, his brows furrowed in restraint.

“I believe you,” he said.

Perhaps the midday sun was too intense, or perhaps we were just too close.

Gao Qinghe felt the air was a bit hot and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.

The strange atmosphere made her unconsciously lower her voice, "Aren't you leaving?"

It was like whispering in his ear.

Jiang Baohai felt a tickle in his heart. He pursed his lips, looked at her face, observed her expression, and tried to get closer step by step.

A hand, hot to the touch, gently landed on Gao Qinghe's face. She didn't flinch, but simply looked quietly at the man in front of her with his extremely aggressive gaze, her mouth feeling a little dry.

"Can we not leave?" he whispered tentatively in her ear.

The eyelashes so close to her were thick and long, and the intense gaze in those phoenix eyes made her heart pound wildly.

"We can leave later."

Jiang Baohai smiled with satisfaction and leaned forward to rest his head on the side of her chair.

Gao Qinghe was surrounded by the chair and him, her gaze fixed on the loosely buttoned black shirt with a large collar, and the thunderous thumping of his heart emanating from his broad chest.

With her view blocked, Gao Qinghe raised her hand to push against his chest and back. Only then did she find some space, tilted her head back, and met his dark eyes. Jiang Baohai's hair fell on her forehead, tickling her. Gao Qinghe tried to hide her face to the side, but he immediately turned her back.

"look at me."

It wasn't exactly a command, but it sounded more like a plea.

“Look at me,” he said softly, frowning.

Only when her gaze met his, confirming that the person inside was herself, did she lower her head, her love and longing surging to the point of overflowing.

Gao Qinghe wondered to herself, "How much favor does Jiang Baohai currently have over me?"

System: [Due to the current target's extremely volatile emotions, their favorability rating appears to be off the charts, making it impossible to determine a specific numerical value!]

Gao Qinghe's surprised and slightly confused expression caused a stinging sensation on her lips.

"What are you thinking?"

The man's hoarse question was fraught with danger.

Gao Qinghe quickly suppressed her distracting thoughts, reached out and grabbed his open collar, pulling him back before he could react, and kissed him.

Jiang Baohai opened his half-closed eyes slightly, a look of surprise and helplessness flashing in them. When he realized that she had taken the initiative, his expression instantly darkened.

The large hand that had been cupping Gao Qinghe's face suddenly withdrew, forcefully covering the back of her head, not allowing her to escape. It fiercely seized the last bit of space between them, as if to vent all the emotions suppressed over two lifetimes, to tell her that he was thinking of her every moment, thinking of her until his heart ached.

When he turns his head to change direction, a hint of tenderness can be felt in his deliberate pause and waiting, making one captivated and unable to extricate oneself.
suddenly!

A bicycle bell rang.

It startled the two people who were hugging each other in the car.

Jiang Baohai was panting, his eyes still a little blurry.

Gao Qinghe had already heard the system's notification and hurriedly pushed the person away.

Jiang Baohai was caught off guard and fell back into his seat, looking at her in disbelief, a layer of hurt appearing in his eyes.

Gao Qinghe gestured for him to look ahead, someone was coming.

A bicycle appeared directly in front of the car.

The dark-skinned boy in the car saw the red sedan parked on the road and let out an excited scream.

He then picked up the bamboo whistle hanging around his neck and blew it "thu-thu-".

He turned the bicycle around and rode quickly towards the village, shouting as he went:
"He's here! Boss Jiang is here!"

It turned out that the groundbreaking ceremony for the tap water project in Shanghe Village was about to begin, but the person who donated the money had not yet appeared. The village chief of Shanghe Village was worried that something might have happened, so he sent the boy to scout ahead.

Upon receiving the message from the boy, the village chief of Shanghe Village waved his hand.

The elementary school students' waist drum team, which had been prepared in advance, immediately began a lively welcoming ceremony under the direction of their teacher, Gao Chongyi.

The red sedan slowly drove up, and the villagers were excited.

The village chief led the applause, and then the two people in the car were completely surrounded by thunderous applause.

Everyone gathered around, and the waist drum team stood on both sides of the car.

Gao Chongyi was happily directing the students when he suddenly heard the old lady next to him excitedly say:
"Is Qinghe in the car? Is that her? Look!"

Gao Chongyi looked up into the car and saw that the girl sitting in the passenger seat was none other than his precious daughter!

Why are Gao Qinghe and Boss Jiang here together?

Auntie clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Oh dear, he's Qinghe's boyfriend, what's so strange about them coming back together?"

Sister-in-law Zheng immediately chimed in, "That's right! If it weren't for Qinghe's sake, how could Boss Jiang have agreed to install running water for our village so readily!"

Upon hearing this, the villagers nodded in agreement, indicating that it made sense.

Zhong, who had come specifically to watch the spectacle, stood at the very edge of the crowd.

She saw Gao Qinghe get out of the car, smiling and enjoying everyone's compliments, and her face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

(End of this chapter)