Dear Commander-in-Chief

Would this news be very valuable to the tabloids?

Gu Qiqi thought unkindly.

Gong Jue’s face darkened when he saw Gu Qiqi’s smile.

This stupid woman actually dared to laugh at me!

She even said that he—couldn’t?

No way!

Wasn’t it just… Spicy skewers?

I’m not even afraid of a hundred billion-dollar order, so why would I be afraid of this two-dollar bamboo stick?

Gong Jue pursed his thin lips coldly. His long and slender fingers picked up a bamboo stick as if he was holding a cigarette.

It was a series of lung fragments.

It was filled with fragrant sesame seeds.

Gong Jue closed his eyes and was about to eat it.

At the table nearby, Special Assistant Lu suddenly said nervously, “Master Jue, that is very spicy! It’s very numb! I’ve tried it before!”

Although she was very reserved, the nervousness and anxiety in her tone was just short of saying, “Master, you can’t. You can’t eat spicy food. Don’t force yourself.”

Gu Qiqi laughed. “Forget it. Don’t eat anymore. I’ll get the owner to cook some non-spicy dishes. Or, you can eat some crushed ice to relieve the heat.”

Gong Jue glared at her in annoyance.

Ice?

One look and one could tell that it was very feminine. Wasn’t this what women ate?

He didn’t want to.

Upon hearing Gu Qiqi’s greeting, the shop owner’s auntie hurriedly came over with a smile. “Guest, what do you want to add?”

Seeing the bamboo skewer in Gong Jue’s hand, she smiled and said, “Boss, Lady Boss, you two really have a tacit understanding. You’re eating husband and wife lung slices.”

Gu Qiqi was stunned. She looked down and realized that the bamboo stick in her hand was also a bunch of lung slices.

Husband and wife lung slices…

Gu Qiqi was immediately embarrassed.

But she had already raised the bamboo stick. She couldn’t throw it back, right?

Upon hearing this, Gong Jue was very satisfied. “Add some husband and wife lung slices.

“Sure! I can tell that the boss and the lady boss love each other!” The shop owner’s auntie’s mouth was so sweet.

Gong Jue was overjoyed.

He didn’t even look at the bamboo skewers before he stuffed them into his mouth.

Three seconds later.

Gong Jue’s Adam’s apple bobbed and his face flushed slightly.

Gu Qiqi glanced at him. “Are you… okay?”

Gong Jue didn’t speak.

He quickly picked up the glass of water and gulped it down.

Then, he actually ate a bowl of the crushed ice that he had looked down on previously!

Gu Qiqi was stunned.

She understood now. Gong Jue had really never eaten spicy food.

She was angry and amused at the same time. Stupid man. If he couldn’t eat it, so be it. Why was he trying to be strong?

She moved the casserole skewers towards herself and pushed her ice towards Gong Jue. “Eat this.”

Gong Jue ignored her.

He continued to extend his long and slender fingers to scoop up the bamboo sticks in the clay pot.

Another series of lung fragments!

Gong Jue took a deep breath and continued to eat elegantly.

Gu Qiqi covered her face. She was speechless towards this stupid man!

Just because the name of the food item pleased him, he wanted to eat it even if it meant risking her life. What kind of spirit was this?

After finishing this meal, the bill was settled according to the weight of the bamboo sticks.

Looking at the string of numbers that were many times more than the other customers on the scale, Gu Qiqi was a little embarrassed.

Gong Jue paid the bill calmly. “Sorry about that. My woman has a good appetite.”

The shop owner’s auntie smiled. “This is a good thing! A woman who can eat will definitely give birth to a white and fat child that’s easy to raise. You’re lucky!”

Gu Qiqi was speechless.

Why was an unrelated auntie by the street helping Gong Jue?

Gu Qiqi covered her face and escaped from the skewer shop.

They walked out of the alley.

Small stalls were scattered along the streets.

Some sold double-skinned milk, some sold steamed taro cakes, some sold sugar, and some sold plum powder and mangoes…

The passionate cries for sale rose and fell.

Passers-by stopped to choose them. It was filled with the warmth and tranquility of ordinary citizens living in peace.

Gu Qiqi couldn’t help but look at Gong Jue.

Such a tall, slender, noble, and cold man was especially eye-catching when he walked in ordinary alleys. At a glance, it was obvious that he didn’t belong here. He attracted the attention of passers-by.

“Is it really okay for you to shop like this?”

Gu Qiqi couldn’t help but ask.