Dear Commander-in-Chief

ant Lu jogged over to drive his car.
He was stunned.

Oh gosh.
Did Master Jue… come into contact with Young Lady Qiqi?

More importantly, she wasn’t wearing any gloves at all!

It was real! Their hands touched!

“Oh… Let go!”

Gu Qiqi’s small mouth was covered, and she was mumbling as she spoke.
She wasn’t as calm as she usually was, but she sounded like she was pouting.

As Gong Jue listened, a trace of forbearance appeared on his handsome face.

D*mn it.
Not only did this woman look terrible, but her voice was also terrible.

He really wanted to execute her on the spot!

“Behave yourself!”

He stretched out his hand and patted Gu Qiqi’s small waist.

He shifted his gaze away from Gu Qiqi’s face.
In the end, his gaze landed on her slender arms.

Gu Qiqi was still wearing his shirt.
It was a little messy from all the fuss that he had caused just now.

Her skin was as white as snow.
It was a stark contrast against the black backseat of the car.

Gong Jue held his breath.

At that moment, he really wanted to teach her a lesson!

Gong Jue took a deep breath and shifted his gaze away once more.

This time, he saw the document bag in her hand.

Gong Jue snatched it over and opened the bag with a dark expression.

At first glance.

A pregnancy test kit!

He had grown knowledgeable.
This time, he definitely wouldn’t admit his mistake.

A second look.

Money, a thick stack of cash.

There was no need to look further.
His eyes were filled with malevolence and his anger rushed out.

That d*mned stupid woman.
She met with that wild man behind his back and even took his money?

What was her relationship with that man?

“Alright.”

Gu Qiqi glared at him with hatred.

The palm mark on her small waist still hurt.

“Give it back! That’s mine! I have property rights, right?”

Gong Jue glared at her coolly and said in a controlled tone, “You only have one right.”