Dear Commander-in-Chief

“Stop talking! I’ll go, okay?”

Bai Lang couldn’t hold his expression anymore. He bounced up in a frenzy and cleaned the cutlery and plates on the table quickly before entering the kitchen.

Gu Qiqi was speechless as she listened to the sound of running water from the kitchen. She looked up at Gong Jue, who was calm and collected.

Oh my god. Could it be that Gong Jue and Bai Lang made a bet that whoever lost would wash the dishes?

It had to be known that Bai Lang’s hands—which were used to flirt with girls—would probably make him cry like a 200-pound dog when he washed the dishes, right?

“Aren’t you afraid that… you will lose?”

Gu Qiqi couldn’t help but ask.

Gong Jue’s expression didn’t change. He raised his arrogant chin. “I’ve never lost before.”

Gu Qiqi’s lips twitched. Tsk. What an arrogant and conceited guy!

The image of Gong Jue wearing an apron and obediently washing the dishes in the kitchen surfaced in her mind…

Gosh, it stung her eyes!

In the kitchen.

Bai Lang raised a pair of hands that were used to hold scalpels and flirt with girls and fiddled with the dishwasher for a long time. He was so miserable because he didn’t know how to use it!

Helplessly, he could only pour the detergent resentfully and wash them one by one in the most primitive way.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss.

Back then, when he was looking at Gu Qiqi gambling stones on the big screen, he had said on a whim that they should take a gamble too. If Gu Qiqi gave him the Ambergris, Gong Jue would lose!

Gong Jue agreed immediately.

He didn’t say anything about the Ambergris soup back then, right?

Why did Gong Jue and Xiaobei say that he would lose if she didn’t stew soup?

That sachet clearly contained Ambergris as well. It could be considered a gift, okay?!

That hundred-year-old Ambergris could avoid bugs and snakes to protect the heart, but it could still strengthen the heart. He wasn’t wrong.

Oh, he suddenly felt that he had been tricked by those two scheming people.

Bai Lang wanted to run back and seek redress, but when he looked down, he realized that most of the utensils had been washed.

Even if she wanted to seek redress, it would be in vain!

He felt bitter.

In the dining room.

Gong Jue curved his lips happily.

He picked up a piece of mango and handed it to Xiaobei.

“Thank you, Brother-in-law!”

“Eat more. You’re still growing.”

“Okay, Brother-in-law. I’ll listen to you.”

“Yes.”

Seeing that the two of them interacted so naturally and intimately, the corners of Gu Qiqi’s lips twitched once more.

Why did she feel like she had just taken care of a brat for more than ten years but he was stolen away in a day?

How did that cold guy Gong Jue subdue the introverted Xiaobei?

She coughed lightly. “Um, it’s getting late!”

Xiaobei nodded. “Sister, Brother-in-law, I’m going to rest. You guys should sleep early too!”

Sleep… Sleep again!

Gu Qiqi nearly fell off her chair.

He clearly wanted to say that she was tired from working the entire day and wanted her to sleep but it just sounded wrong.

She followed Xiaobei to his room.

Gong Jue’s gaze suddenly sank.

He held Gu Qiqi’s small hand. “Why don’t I have it?”

“What?” Gu Qiqi was at a loss.

Gong Jue pointed in the direction that Xiaobei had left in.

Gu Qiqi finally understood.

She personally made two sachets for Gong Jue and Xiaobei.

Among them, the one she had given Xiaobei had that jade ruyi that she had just won from stone gambling.

Could it be that Gong Jue was jealous of a child?

He was clearly acting like a caring elder a second ago.

Where was the image of an approachable brother-in-law?

Gu Qiqi said helplessly, “There was only one ade ruyi. It looked like something that a child would like so I put it inside Xiaobei’s sachet…”

“I want one too.” Gong Jue interrupted her and ordered

Unfortunately, in Gu Qiqi’s opinion, this order was really childish.

Three black lines appeared on her forehead. “Okay, next time.”

“Next time. Remember, okay?” Gong Jue was appeased. “Go to sleep!”

Gu Qiqi was speechless.