Dear Commander-in-Chief

She pondered: "Do you think all this is too coincidental, coincidentally...a bit fake?"

Zhao Xiaoyue: "Well, I thought about it too, Sister Qiao Qiao. But you said that I am a poor girl, an 18-line extravaganza. If he lied to me, what would he do? Even the money I lost that day, although It is a huge sum of money for me, ten thousand yuan. But for a liar, is it nothing? Why should he bother to pursue me? Wouldn't it be fine to just steal the ten thousand yuan?"

Yun Qiao couldn't bear to pierce this Zhao Ziqi now and break Zhao Xiaoyue's dream of love.

She thought that she had to figure out what Zhao Ziqi's figure was, and expose the man's real purpose in front of Zhao Xiaoyue, so that this girl could wake up.

Therefore, when she heard Zhao Xiaoyue's intoxicating analysis, "Furthermore, Sister Qiao Qiao, you said that we have a lot of fate, we are both surnamed Zhao He, maybe we were a family a hundred years ago...", she could only calmly and slightly Remind Xiaoyue--

"Xiaoyue, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu and Zheng Wang. The surname of our empire is Zhao. I meet someone in the crowd. Three out of ten are named Zhao..."

Zhao Xiaoyue is embarrassed: "But other people whose surname is Zhao are not related to me. I think he is my only one."

Yun Qiao: "..."

What a poisonous dog food.

She was already thinking silently in her heart, a male writer, deliberately trying to hook up with extras like Xiaoyue, and pulling Xiaoyue to buy Yingrongtang's expensive facial mask...what is the connection?

With this question in mind, Yun Qiao was a bit distracted in all afternoon dramas.

Fortunately, her role in the afternoon was not heavy. It was mainly made up of Zhao Xiaoyue and some other cross-group filming actors and her opponents. She could easily cope with it.

When she returned home, she was also thinking about this matter, so that once she went back, she didn't care about food, so she went into the room to search for information.

It's a pity that there is very little information about Zhao Ziqi on the Internet. It seems that he is an unfamiliar guy, and he is not a writer.

In Yun Qiao's mind, the truly awesome literati, at least like the Master of the National Normal University, is famous all over the world.

The dinner maid asked her to come for dinner, but she didn't go, and played in the room for a long time.

It was not until Gongsheng came back that she saw her eating...crayfish at the dinner table!

A certain woman had crayfish in hand and a mouthful of red chili juice, and smiled at him utterly, "Come on, eat crayfish!"

Now what my husband wants to eat...is you!.

He was very upset when he thought of the most unique pen among the gifts she brought from France, without his part, but gave the crew a little white face.

However, he decided to give her another chance.

Gong Sheng walked to the table and sat down.

Seeing Yun Qiao peeling the shrimp clumsily, he couldn't stand it, so he moved the plate over and helped her peel the shrimp.

So Yun Qiao happily enjoyed the senior treatment of someone peeling shrimp.

While peeling the shrimps, Gong Sheng asked casually, "I went to France this time and didn't see anything interesting?"

Yun Qiao: "It feels fresh at first, but after a long period of time, it will be the same. It is not as good as the imperial garden of the palace...cough cough cough, not as magnificent as the great rivers and mountains of our empire."

Gong Sheng: "Then... you didn't buy some souvenirs?"

Gong Sheng: "That is, a gift for a friend."

After speaking, he looked at her complicatedly and handed her a crayfish.

[Master Yun: Good night kiss! Can Xiao Qiao pass the vinegar king? Hehe! 】