Dear Commander-in-Chief

A textbook method to deal with mistresses?!

Everyone was shocked by Gu Qiqi.

Gong Jue snorted. "I'll just kill her. Why would I use any textbooks?!"

Gu Qiqi pursed her lips. "You don't understand the wonders of a creature like a mistress. Even if you kill her, she can stubbornly leave a disgusting thing behind…"

Gong Jue said disdainfully, "She's just a vulgar bitch…"

Gu Qiqi still wanted to educate him that things couldn't be so simple and crude.

Qiu Qiu exclaimed, "Mommy, why did you come down? Didn't I tell you not to come out?"

In the narrow bistro, a middle-aged woman slowly walked down a worn wooden staircase that led to the warehouse upstairs.

The woman was in her forties. She was indeed very fat. She looked like she would weigh more than a hundred and fifty pounds. As she walked down, the worn stairs creaked. It felt like they would collapse any second.

But this fat woman was impossible to dislike.

She was clean and tidy. Even though she was fat, there was something gentle and kind about her. She looked exactly like Qiu Qiu.

Even the haggard look on his face was identical to Qiu Qiu's.

This was Mother Qiu!

Mother Qiu pulled a face, and her tone was one of resignation and compassion that came from someone who had reached middle age and seen through everything. "Mommy can't hide for the rest of her life… Besides, your father just called a dozen times. How can I not answer his calls?"

After all… it had been a year since her man had taken the initiative to call her.

Seeing how much his mother valued his father's call and how carefully she compromised, Qiu Qiu felt sad for no reason. He said angrily, "Mommy, why is that indecent old man harassing you again? Does he want you to sign the divorce agreement with flowery words? Does he want you to give up everything and leave with nothing?"

Mother Qiu lowered her eyes. "He said… he said that that woman was beaten up. He questioned me for not teaching you well and threatened me that he wouldn't even give you living expenses in the future!"

"Who cares about his stinky money! Mommy, I can open my own bistro and do business. I… At most, I'll go out and work as a male nurse! I don't care about his stinky money either. I just hope that Mommy won't suffer from him again! Let's find a lawyer to fight a lawsuit and take back what belongs to us. Then we'll cut ties with him, okay?"

Mother Qiu looked troubled. "Qiu Qiu, Mommy doesn't want this family to fall apart… That woman only wants your father's money. How can she really be good to your father? If we leave him, won't we be pushing him into a fire pit?"

Qiu Qiu was exasperated. "Mommy, you're always thinking of him! Has he ever thought of us for a second?"

Mother Qiu sighed. "Qiu Qiu, did you hit that woman today? We can just avoid her. Why do you have to make things difficult for your father?"

Qiu Qiu shouted, "Mommy! They're already at our door! Am I supposed to stick my face out for her to hit? Don't you know that she found a dozen hooligans…"

Only then did Mother Qiu panic. "Baby, are you hurt? I'm sorry. I blamed you for not asking clearly just now. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I was incompetent. I didn't protect this family well and made you suffer as well. I was actually bullied by a mistress…"

Qiu Qiu's mother anxiously turned Qiu Qiu around to take a look. Only then did she realize that there was a bright red blood stain on the stool behind him.