Dear Commander-in-Chief

“Click—!”

After Feng Chu finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

Yun Qiao shook his head, put the phone back on the table, and muttered: "Yes, how do you know me so well? I quite like the cook's soup. After all, in the palace, pigeons are used to carry messages Yes, it’s not used to stew soup. I still overcame a lot of psychological barriers before I dared to take the first sip..."

Hmm, but this fierce woman has a pretty nice name.

Feng Chu...

Feng Chu...

Hey, she seems to know a princess from the country next door, also named Feng Chuchuye. Life is really wonderful.

Yun Qiao was scolded by a woman named Feng Chu inexplicably, and she felt a little unhappy. Watching on TV, the actress named Gong Xiaoxiao pretended to cry and thanked him endlessly, which was quite boring.

She turned off the TV out of boredom.

Thinking of doing something more.

She mentioned pigeon soup just now. She licked her lips and glanced at the kitchen.

"Miss Xiao Qiao, I will cook whatever you want to eat for you..." The cook was worried.

"No, you go to bed, I'll do it myself, I can do it!" Yun Qiao held a knife, pointed at the big radish on the chopping board, squinted his eyes and raised his lips...

"Is it really okay?"

"It really works!"

==

As usual, Gong Sheng did not return home until nearly midnight.

When he was approaching the door of his home, the old man called him and asked him, "Uncle Zhang, have you told me? Tomorrow is a family dinner, please remember to come back!"

Gong Sheng replied calmly: "I know. I will go back."

Gong Qing: "What does it mean to know! Remember to bring Xiao Qiao back."

Gong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "She... doesn't need it."

That stupid woman will definitely get into trouble if she takes her back to the old house.

Gong Qing: "Your grandpa hasn't seen her yet. Bring her back to your grandpa to see."

Haha, that stupid woman, I didn’t expect that many people would like to see her.

The corners of Gong Sheng's lips raised slightly: "We'll talk about it later."

Gong Qing: "Let's talk about it later! If you don't bring her back, do you want me to take my grandfather and your mother to your shabby house to visit your daughter-in-law in person?!"

Gong Sheng: "..."

Why do you feel that your biological father looks a bit like your daughter-in-law?

They all call their pretty good Moyuan No. 1 a "broken house"?

And he likes to threaten himself both inside and outside his words.

Gong Sheng nodded helplessly and agreed: "Don't come, I will take her there."

At this moment, for some reason, he was a little glad for his decision yesterday.

It was right to postpone the divorce from Yun Qiao.

Otherwise, if the elder of the family wants to see his grandson's wife today, how will he respond?

Therefore, he had the foresight yesterday and sensibly postponed the divorce.

It's definitely not an emotional thing.

That must be the case.

Gong Sheng put away the phone and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered the living room, he frowned!

Why does it smell so bad?

And there's still smoke billowing from it?

Is there a fire at home?

"Uncle Zhang?" he asked loudly.

As a result, they saw Uncle Zhang, whose white hair had turned into black coal, walking out of the kitchen carrying two pots with leaky bottoms, and protecting Yun Qiao with one hand: "Miss Xiao Qiao, are you okay? Come on, be sure to cover your nose tightly with the wet towel. You can go to the bathroom upstairs for a while and I'll clean up the mess..."

Yun Qiao originally wanted to make a dark dish, such as chili pigeon soup or something, to give the palace saint who came back late at night a hard scare.

It's best to let him take a bite without any preparation, then spit it out and be embarrassed, haha!