Dear Commander-in-Chief

The man looked at the photo, Gong Sheng held Yun Qiao's hand tightly, and felt inexplicably dazzled.

His long knuckles slowly touched Yun Qiao's little face in the photo, back and forth, and said lightly: "Gong Sheng... Isn't it true that he has never been flirtatious with women? How could he be so close to an 18th-tier starlet? "

Assistant Han pointed to the photo: "Master Huo, I have found out clearly that there is an 80% chance that this 18th-tier starlet is Gong Sheng's secretive fiancée, but there is still a little key evidence missing. After all, Gong Sheng has not publicly recognized her, nor has he taken her to large public events. This disaster relief scene was the only exception, and she was photographed by current affairs reporters, and those reporters did not recognize her."

Huo Junlin's dark eyebrows moved, and his narrow fox eyes slightly narrowed: "It doesn't matter, someone will soon dig up information about her."

Assistant Han said with reverence: "Thank you, CEO, for having the foresight to report Yun Qiao's donation to the disaster area to reporters. Once she was exposed like this, many people must have noticed her. How can an 18th-tier starlet get so much money?" , someone must dig up information about her... This way our family won’t have to go to great lengths to find out the relationship between her and Gong Sheng.”

Huo Junlin nodded with satisfaction: "Continue to follow up on this matter. If there is any new information, report to me as soon as possible."

Assistant Han: "Yes!"

Huo Junlin was sitting on the sofa, still playing with Yun Qiao's photo in one hand, and lying on the other hand was a medium-sized jasper, which was transparent and emerald green and had an excellent color.

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The palace saint's fever has gone away.

Even though he still wanted to keep pretending to have a fever and tie the stupid woman to his side, there was no reason for a grown man to have a fever for several days in a row.

A man's pride does not allow him to do this.

He watched helplessly as Yun Qiao dressed up and reported to the crew.

When putting on her shoes at the door, Yun Qiao looked back and felt like someone was looking at her in the living room.

But when I looked back, there was nothing.

When she walked out of the villa, she felt the thorns on her back again and turned around suddenly.

This time, there was still nothing.

However, the curtains in the bedroom on the second floor suddenly moved as if blown by the wind.

It must not be Gong Sheng looking at her from the window, Yun Qiao thought.

How could that man, who was usually serious, behave like a child like reluctantly leaving her?

Yun Qiao ran to take the bus to work.

When I opened my legs, I was still a little uncomfortable.

Ever since she learned about "panty pants", a thing that is exclusive to modern girls, yesterday, it was like a new world had opened up for her.

It turns out that skirts can be worn so clean, cool, short and small.

It is indeed much more convenient than the obscene pants she wore in the palace before.

It's just... she's still a little unaccustomed to it.

When she opened her legs, she always felt that the edges of her pants were rubbing against her.

Moreover, when she thought that she didn't recognize this thing before, she thought it was a rag in the closet, took it out and sewed a medicine pack for Gong Sheng, and applied it on his forehead...

What should I do if Yun Qiao can't help but want to laugh?

Especially when Gong Sheng knew the material of the medicine bag, her dark face was really something she would never forget, hahaha.

When he arrived at the set, Yun Qiao saw everyone holding exquisite breakfast snack boxes, gathering together in small groups, talking and laughing while eating breakfast.

As soon as they saw her, everyone waved enthusiastically: "Thank you, Xiao Qiao, for giving us breakfast!"