Dear Commander-in-Chief Chapter 4085 - 4085 Chapter 4088[ fairies, Lord Yun is back! ] The gigolo that the President cared a

Chapter 4085 - 4085 Chapter 4088[ fairies, Lord Yun is back! ] The gigolo that the President cared about

4085 Chapter 4088[ fairies, Lord Yun is back! ] The gigolo that the President cared about
However, Yun Qiao didn’t seem to be affected at all when she heard the word ‘gift’.
She was still engrossed in eating the crayfish and replied vaguely to gong sheng, “Yes, yes, I brought a bunch of snacks for Feng Chu and the others!”
Gong Sheng:”…”
Was there nothing else? !
Yun Qiao suddenly remembered, “Oh right, I also brought a small thing for my partner’s acting partner. It’s not worth much.”
Gong Sheng:”…”
The stupid woman admitted to bringing a gift for the gigolo?
And she said it wasn’t worth much?
The more she thought about it, the more depressed she got.
Meanwhile, a certain woman was still eating the crayfish as if she hadn’t noticed anything!
Gong Sheng stood up silently and walked upstairs to his bedroom without saying a word.
Yun Qiao buried her head in her food and found that there was suddenly no movement from the side.
“You, my cheap husband…”
When she turned around, Gong Sheng had already disappeared.
However, he had already peeled all the crayfish on the table and placed them neatly on a celadon plate for her to eat.
Yun Qiao blinked.
She mumbled, “Husband is such a good person…”
She didn’t leave until she finished her work.
However, there seemed to be something wrong with her?
Didn’t he just care about her going abroad? Why did he suddenly leave without saying goodbye?
Did she say something that made him unhappy again?
Sigh, it was too difficult to guess a man’s thoughts?
The crayfish was the best!
= =
Upstairs.
Gong Sheng gloomily took a cold shower.
A Gentleman’s reserve made it impossible for him to lose his temper in front of Yunqiao.
He wasn’t such a hot-tempered person.
But there was always a place in his heart that was blocked.
How could that pretty boy from the production team be better than him?
Was he taller, more handsome, or more powerful?
Was he more dignified in his work, or more charming in his personality?
Was he faster, better, and cleaner at peeling crayfish than him?
Why did this stupid woman keep thinking about bringing such a unique pen gift from France?
He was depressed. He picked up the phone and ordered uncle Zhang, “Find out who that gigolo who collects pens is!”
Uncle Zhang had just gotten into bed at night and was a little confused by Gong Sheng’s order. “President, as far as I know, that… Gigolo… is just an extra who just joined the cast…”
He was just a man with no background and only a face.
Gong Sheng said in a deep voice, “I want all the information on him!”
Uncle Zhang knew that no one could persuade Gong Sheng to make up his mind.
Alright, since the president cared so much about that pretty boy, then he would investigate!
“Yes!”
Gong Sheng hung up the phone.
He didn’t feel sleepy at all as he sat by the bed.
He remembered that he had watched TV with Yun Qiao in the same bedroom last night. When she got sleepy after watching it, she would sleep directly in his arms, and he would naturally sleep in the same bed as her.
How wonderful that feeling was.
Not only was he alone tonight, but he was also tormented by jealousy… why couldn’t he continue to sleep with her?
The reason? To continue watching TV with her.
No, there was no broadcast of “Running goddess”tonight, so this reason was not valid.
If he had known earlier, he would have peeled the shrimp slower and coaxed her to watch TV in her room while eating the shrimp. He could have watched other programs as well. Wouldn’t he have been able to continue living in the same bedroom with her?
But..
He was clearly the one who left the restaurant in a moment of anger.
Now, he couldn’t bring himself to go back.
Gong Sheng felt even more depressed.
It was all because of that pretty boy that he couldn’t get what he wanted.
Just as he was feeling depressed, Gong Sheng raised his hand and suddenly bumped into something on the bedside table..