Dear Commander-in-Chief

"Why? Do you think that I'm not worthy to fight with him?"

"I didn't say that I'm not worthy. It's because you're not confident that you think that others think that way. "I think that you're not too bad yourself. Look at your status, good family background, and good upbringing. You've never quarreled with your wife and you're blushing. HMM, you're quite knowledgeable... for a man like you, there should be many women who dream of having you as their husband. You're not inferior to others."

Beigong Mingtian:"..."

Did he have so many good points?

The key was that these good points were said by Wu Shijiu, a woman who was always against him and did not get along with him. Why was it so unbelievable.

Seeing that Beigong Mingtian was silent, wu shijiu patted him on the shoulder with a heavy heart. "Little Tian Tian, in my opinion, don't think too much about it. "This matter is up to Qi Qi, not you and me. "Anyway, Qi Qi didn't say it out loud, so just pretend you don't know. "A good life can be lived one day at a time. It's best to be happy, and Carpe Diem is the most important thing..."

Beigong Mingtian's shoulder shrank as if it had been scalded, and he flung her hand away unhappily. "I don't need you to teach me the great principles. Who says that you and I don't have the right to decide? This matter is of great importance to you and me!"

He cast his gaze towards the distant sky outside the window and said in a muffled voice, "Listen to me, you have to cooperate with me on this matter. We have to do something big, and let that Gong Jue spend his entire life..."

Wu nineteen's eyes lit up. "Do we have to make trouble? Make Trouble? Quickly say it, I like it! ! !"

Beigong mingtian: "When the time comes, we'll do this..."

The night was long, and the two of them discussed in whispers. Unknowingly, they got closer and closer..

= = =

At the same time.

Gong Jue and Gu Qiqi visited old master Gu and saw that his condition had stabilized after he woke up, so they both returned to Mo Garden.

Gong Jue didn't expect Gong Qing to give him such a big surprise today. He actually personally brought a gift to propose marriage.

Moreover, this gift was exactly what Gong Jue wanted. It was what Qiqi needed the most at the moment, the secret key to the door of time.

He could not help but send a message to Gong Qing. "Well done. Thank you."

Who knew that Gong Qing did not look at his phone at first. When he heard the message ring, he took it out and took a look. His son actually praised him. Oh, not bad. He felt very comforted.

However..

When he looked up.., he finally realized the long string of comments that Gong Jue had sent to him previously about "Parents should not interfere with their children", "Everyone has their own lives", "I have to decide on my own matters and you should stay out of it", "Just Mind your own business and don't bother me".., gong Qing's face instantly turned black! Black!

"Damn it, Brat, if I knew you were thinking this way, I wouldn't have proposed to you! I wouldn't have helped you with the betrothal gifts so that you wouldn't be able to get a wife. Serves you right!"

"Oh right, I shouldn't have given him the Nordic Independence Island that Brat stole from me three years ago!"

"Brat, how many betrothal gifts have you stolen from me unknowingly? You still haven't settled your wife? You're so stupid. who gave birth to this stupid thing? ? ?"

Gong Qing's roar startled song song out of the bathroom. He looked at him blankly. "What's wrong? I gave birth to this stupid son. Do you have any objections?"

Gong Qing:"..."

Wife, I don't dare to have any objections to you.

= = =

Gong Qing was furious, but Gong Jue was full of affection.

He carried Gu Qiqi all the way back to the bedroom.

As they walked, they kissed on the stairs. "We'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register our marriage tomorrow, HMM?"

Gu Qiqi was so dizzy from the kiss that she whimpered, "HMM, no, I can't. I haven't broken off my marriage with Beigong Mingtian, and I owe the Beigong family an explanation..."