Dear Commander-in-Chief

After the meal, the servants all left.

Yun Qiao lay sleepily on the sofa in the living room, watching TV.

The first rule of divorce law: Offend the subordinate servants around your husband.

No success!

If she succeeded, she could have let them accuse her harshly in front of her husband for telling lies, or secretly poisoning her food, etc. Wouldn't she be able to use this to justifiably get kicked out by her husband?

However, these servants are so incompetent.

I didn't understand her good intentions at all.

Not only do I not hate her, but I also like her more and more. What's going on?

When she was changing into men's clothes just now, one of the maids blushed shyly, while an auntie who was the cook smiled and kept praising her for being handsome.

She specifically checked the dictionary here, and it was said that handsome means...a compliment to the person you love.

Alas, it's so sad. Maybe she was unlucky and met so many simple and kind subordinates. It seems that she can only start from other aspects.

She began to think about the second article of the divorce law that made her husband's parents and family hate her.

Well, this one is reliable!

The family members of Gong Sheng must have the same virtues as Gong Sheng.

If Gong Sheng himself hates something, Gong Sheng's family will definitely hate it too.

How else to call it blood relationship?

Yes, just do it!

He wanted to find an opportunity to make Gong Sheng's family hate him, and then force Gong Sheng to divorce him.

It seems that this morning, there was a "playbook" (television) in the "iron box" (television), and it was also played like this. The evil mother-in-law forced the husband to divorce his wife, and the husband was so useless that he didn't dare to say no, tut tut.

Gong Sheng must also be such a worthless man.

Thinking of this, Yun Qiao immediately looked straight at the "iron box", thinking about finding another playbook to read to increase his knowledge.

Just as I was thinking about it, the "little iron box" (mobile phone) at hand suddenly vibrated.

Yun Qiao was startled.

Although she had already used Zhang Bo's mobile phone and received several calls, she was still not used to this modern communication tool.

Why does it vibrate and make noise every time? Wouldn't it be better to be more elegant and quiet?

She picked up Zhang Bo's cell phone: "He's not here, you can call him later."'

Who knows.

A young woman's roar came from inside: "I'm looking for you, not him! Yun Xiaoqiao, where have you gone? How dare you let me go, and how dare you hide yourself. If I hadn't joined you before I found this emergency contact number in the file, and I can’t catch you! You don’t want to be in the entertainment industry anymore, do you? You don’t want the big prize at your fingertips, do you?”

Yun Qiao was stunned, looking for her?

No, I'm looking for Yun Xiaoqiao. Judging from his tone, he is quite familiar with Yun Xiaoqiao being angry and scolding.

She shrugged: "What is the entertainment industry? Pigeons? I have been eating, drinking and sleeping at home all day today. I didn't go out to fly pigeons. Oh, pigeon stew, the cook made me a bowl of it. It's quite delicious. .”

She really didn't understand.

These words are difficult for her, a newcomer, to understand, okay?

On the phone, Yun Xiaoqiao's agent, Feng Chu, who is well-known as a strong-arm agent in the entertainment industry and everyone calls her Sister Feng, was so angry that her voice almost reached the sky: "Yun Xiaoqiao! You have the ability. Don’t hide, get out of here right away and explain to me why you didn’t come to the award ceremony three days ago and why your phone was always turned off!”