Dear Commander-in-Chief

Yun Qiao pinched her voice and called Gong Sheng.

A minute ago, when the fat Mr. Fu of Furong Tower was invited by Su Yulin, she was looking down at the WeChat message that Gong Sheng suddenly sent.

She knew that Gong Sheng was out on official business today and would not go home to sleep at night, but she did not know where he went.

The WeChat picture sent by Gong Sheng at this moment showed a very familiar scene to her.

"This is the primary school that collapsed in the earthquake-stricken area in the west of the city!" Yun Qiao recognized it.

She had fought side by side with Gong Sheng in that territory, and by the way, there were search and rescue dogs as well.

The familiar scene made Yun Qiao smile knowingly.

But what was Gong Sheng doing there?

She took a closer look and saw that the broken walls of the collapsed elementary school had been cleared away, and the workers dug out the foundation.

The palace saint was using a shovel to add soil to the foundation.

Well, she is familiar with this scene!

I think her mother often participated in this kind of activity back then. Before building an important temple or palace, she had to worship gods and sacrifices, and she also had to shovel soil and lay foundation stones to wish the construction project success.

I didn’t expect Gong Sheng to do this.

Yun Qiao suddenly guessed Gong Sheng's other identity.

"Isn't he a disaster relief guard?"

"Could it be that...he has a hidden identity as a construction worker? Or, foreman?"

Ouch, foreman, boss!

Yun Qiao lowered her eyes and smiled, suddenly wanting to tease him, so she walked out of the restaurant lobby with her mobile phone and skirt, and came to the quiet rooftop.

There are lounge chairs, wine tables, juice snacks, and even telephones on the rooftop.

Yun Qiao was drinking juice comfortably, while holding her voice, she used the restaurant's landline phone to call the man sweetly, imitating the villain and bad woman in the TV series: "Boss, your little sweetheart is here, what are you going to do tonight?" What kind of service..."

As he said this, he couldn't help but want to smile evilly.

Hahaha, I heard that men are all big hooves and will not refuse any woman who comes to their door.

I wonder if Gong Sheng would get excited and say nonsense that he wouldn't normally say if he received such a teasing call at night?

Then...she laughed at him again!

Hahahaha, it’s so funny just thinking about it.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for three to five seconds.

Yun Qiao thought that the signal from Gong Sheng was not good, or that he didn't hear what she said clearly, so he thought about whether to tease him again in a more coquettish tone.

Hey, she couldn't wait to know how Gong Sheng would react when faced with a woman with an unknown number who took the initiative to flirt with her.

"boss……"

As a result, this second sentence just started.

Gong Sheng hung up the phone with a click.

Yun Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing wildly: "Hahaha, I'm still a little shy. I bet you will call back within a minute."

Not even a minute, but a second later, the phone rang.

Yun Qiao picked up the answer, pinched her nose, spoke in a high-pitched voice, and continued with a smile: "Boss, you can't do this to your little sweetheart. If you just hang up the phone, your little sweetheart will be unhappy..."

Gong Sheng's deep and mellow voice slowly sounded: "What kind of sweetheart are you? I think you are a little goblin! Is the filming finished? Wait at home until I come back to take care of you!"

Yun Qiao: "..."

what's the situation?

Being recognized so quickly?

This play can't be performed.

Only then did she realize that this time, Gong Sheng was calling her mobile phone, not the hotel landline just now.

Wow, this man must be so smart.

Yun Qiao released the little hand holding her nose and returned to her usual crisp and proud voice: "I have changed my voice to look like this, how come you still recognize it?"

The Palace Saint was on the other end, his lip line slightly raised——