Dear Commander-in-Chief

Ever since Gu Qiqi won the World Medical Tournament, invitations from the medical world and the upper-class society had flown to her like snowflakes.

Although Professor Brown had already mentioned this invitation at the celebration banquet, he was not in a hurry to rush Gu Qiqi to attend it.

Instead, he sent an email early this morning, politely saying that his visa had expired and he was returning to Country M. He wanted to invite Gu Qiqi and the little packrat to his villa in the suburbs as guests on the last night before returning to his country.

If they missed this night, they probably wouldn't have the chance to meet again for a long time.

His words were sincere and disappointing, and they were not filled with enthusiasm. Instead, they expressed a faint anticipation, making it difficult to refuse.

It was as if an old professor was standing in front of her and was about to step onto the plane back to the country. He looked reserved and gentlemanly as he looked back at her. Could she bear to reject him?

Gu Qiqi could reject an invitation from a large number of pharmaceutical companies, but she was worried about this invitation alone.

Gong Jue saw that she was frowning and said indifferently, "He's just an old man. Go if you want to!"

The probability of the old man making him jealous was very low.

Gong Jue had no objections.

Gu Qiqi supported her chin with her hand. "But his daughter, Susanna, likes the little boy very much. She said that she had made the child's favorite food from America and insisted on inviting the little boy to try it. She even said that their villa has collectibles that children are interested in…"

Gong Jue's expression remained unchanged. "Then let's go together!"

Gu Qiqi hesitated. "I'm afraid it won't be safe for the little packrat to go out."

Gong Jue said, "He can't possibly choke on his food. Does he want to live in a glass cover for the rest of his life and be protected? He has to meet someone eventually."

Gu Qiqi said, "Will Grandpa disagree? Will he think that we're taking too much of a risk?"

Gong Jue snorted coldly. "Are you talking about Gong Qing? Why bother with him?! He's our child!"

Gu Qiqi was speechless.

Cough, cough, cough. Of course she was happy to acknowledge the little packrat as her son. She was afraid that the boy's real mommy, who was far away, did not agree.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Gong Jue encouraged her, "I'll go with you. What are you worried about?"

Gu Qiqi lowered her eyes for a long time. "The last time we brought the little boy out, it was also the two of us. However, something happened and the little boy was almost attacked. This time… I really don't dare to take the risk…"

"This time, I'll send a robot team to protect you! Tonight, I'll send someone to infiltrate that old man's villa and scout the way for you first. I'll draw a map for you! I'll make sure nothing goes wrong!" Gong Jue spoke so generously.

Gu Qiqi was speechless. "Don't scare the old man! Forget it, I'd better decline politely. It's such a big hassle to go out. It'll only make people more suspicious. The little packrat will be in even more danger in the future."

With that, she opened her phone and sent an email, tactfully rejecting Professor Brown.

Gong Jue didn't mind. After all, a seventy-year-old man was still a man. It was good that Gu Qiqi didn't want to see him.

Yet.

The door suddenly creaked open a crack.

A pair of clear and moving black grape eyes blinked aggrievedly. "Big Sister…"

Gu Qiqi turned around. As soon as she saw the little packrat, she immediately got up, opened the door, and picked him up. "Little packrat! When did you wake up? Hmm? I wanted to bring you breakfast later! Tell me, did you sleep well last night? Hmm?"