Gong Sheng couldn't eat it, so he went back to his room in depression.

Thinking of Yun Qiao calling him on his own initiative before, he didn't answer the call, so he became even more depressed.

His mobile phone is specially made, and to ensure safety, each call record is archived.

Although he could not hear Yun Qiao's voice, he could cut it out again through special equipment transcription.

Because he was really curious about what Yun Qiao said to him, Gong Sheng ordered Zhang Bo to transcribe Yun Qiao's recording into text before going to bed and send it to him as soon as possible. Then he took the cold medicine and went to bed.

No words all night.

The next day, Yun Qiao got up first.

She was going to shoot a morning show, so she had to go to the crew early.

After saying harsh words to Gong Sheng on the phone last night, she originally wanted to wait for Gong Sheng to come home and settle the accounts with him.

As a result, she couldn't hold on and fell asleep first!

At the breakfast table, she asked the servant: "Is he back?"

The servant nodded violently: "Yeah, the President came back in the middle of the night last night."

Miss Xiao Qiao is really capable and even called the President back - although she didn't use "get out", her hurried steps were quite obedient.

Yun Qiao's face looked a little better: "Did he bring Xiaobai back?"

The servant replied nervously and hesitantly: "No... I didn't see the president bringing the cat home..."

Yun Qiao's face immediately exploded: "What? He took my words like in front of his ears? Didn't he ask him to bring the cat back? If the cat doesn't come back, what's the use of him coming back by himself?!"

maid:"……"

Miss Xiao Qiao, in your heart, is the president not as good as a cat?

At this moment, Yun Qiao's face looked very bad, very bad, and she felt that Gong Sheng treated her imperial edict as a joke.

"It seems that I won't give you a little bit of pain. You don't know if I am really angry!" Yun Qiao stood up from the breakfast table.

The servant was frightened: "Miss Xiao Qiao, you... don't be angry..."

Yun Qiao suddenly pinched his wrist joint dramatically and smiled sweetly: "I'm not angry, what's the point of being angry?"

Maid: "Then you are..."

Yun Qiao: "He worked so hard to work overtime, so I'll make him some breakfast to replenish his body."

As he said that, he immediately turned into a virtuous little wife and actually went into the kitchen.

The servant was stunned by the sight.

The servant muttered in a low voice: "Miss Xiao Qiao's way of expressing love is really special - she is so angry and gentle, it's like a quarrel of ice and fire. I don't know if the President can bear it..."

The driver nodded in understanding: "Actually, men like this kind of woman with both ice and fire, and smelly..."

In the kitchen.

Yun Qiao spent half an hour on her own.

I made a pot of fresh shrimp and seafood porridge.

The taste is fragrant, but its strength makes the chef and servants nod and admire.

"No one is allowed to eat it, this is for the Palace Saint." Yun Qiao ordered.

Everyone nodded suddenly: "Yeah, yeah!"

No one would be so fond of eyes and was so eye-catching that Miss Xiao Qiao made love breakfast for the President.

After Yun Qiao left behind the "Love Breakfast", he packed up and went to the crew.

Although Gong Sheng told the people below to equip Yun Qiao with a driver and bodyguard.

But Yun Qiao doesn't like to ride in a car and never lets the driver follow him.

The bodyguard could only secretly protect her from a secret place, and even try every means to get on a bus with her and hide in the last row as a passerby. It is quite difficult.

To be honest, the bodyguards still admire Yun Qiao these days.

The big stars in most people's impressions are particularly particular about pomp and luxury.
Chapter completed!