Dear Commander-in-Chief

Chapter 157: Ruined the Innocent Master Jue

Chapter 157: Ruined the Innocent Master Jue

Special Assistant Lu left with the rubbish bin.

He had a look of despair on his face.

He bumped into Gu Qiqi, who was pacing back and forth in the corridor.

The girl who had always been cold and collected actually had a suspicious blush on her face at this moment.

With her hands behind her back, she paced around outside Gong Jue’s study room.

“Young Lady Qiqi?”

Special Assistant Lu shouted.

Gu Qiqi felt even more uneasy. She stopped in her tracks and pursed her lips.

“Ahem, ahem, ahem. Special Assistant Lu, about that...”

“Is anything the matter, Young Lady Qiqi?”

Special Assistant Lu thought to himself that what the Bureau Chief said seemed to be right. Young Lady Qiqi had indeed just gotten off the phone with a “wild man”. Look at that pink face. She was simply like a little woman in love who would be shy.

Suddenly, his heart ached for his chief disciple.

Gu Qiqi didn’t notice the change in Special Assistant Lu’s expression and only asked politely, “Is he... in the study room?”

Him?

Of course, it was the cuckolded Chief.

Special Assistant Lu sighed. “Yes. Why are you looking for Master Jue?”

Gu Qiqi hesitated for a moment.

The small hand behind her back stretched out and held a long and thin kraft paper bag. She handed it to Special Assistant Lu. “Please help me hand it to him. Tell him that this is... Oh... I fulfilled my promise to give him a gift.”

Special Assistant Lu was stunned.

Then, he curved her lips and smiled. “Young Lady Qiqi, it would be better to send a gift personally, right?”

“No, no, no. I... That... I still have to go back and revise my homework... I’m very busy. Let’s not talk about it first. Please!”

Gu Qiqi escaped.

This was the first time in her life that she was giving a strange man a gift!

She was very nervous!

Special Assistant Lu grabbed that “gift” and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Young Lady Qiqi, you can’t play like this.

You just hurt my innocent Chief’s heart. Now, you’re slapping him like a sweet date. You’ll ruin my innocent Chief!

He looked at the gift in his hand and hurriedly threw away the trash before returning to look for Gong Jue.

In the study room.

Gong Jue stood by the window.

His back seemed a little lonely and cold.

What a lonely man!

Special Assistant Lu took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile. He walked forward happily and handed over a gift with both hands. “Master Jue, Young Lady Qiqi prepared a gift for you!”

Gong Jue heard this.

His back stiffened.

He didn’t move.

He didn’t say anything either.

Special Assistant Lu stood awkwardly for a while and said softly, “Then... Master Jue, I’ll place the gift on the study table for you.”

He opened the door and was about to leave.

Gong Jue suddenly said lightly, “Where’s the trash?”

“I... I threw it away.”

“Take it back.”

“What?”

Special Assistant Lu thought that he had heard wrongly.

His Chief had always been seriously mysophobic.

Collect the discarded trash?

How was that possible!

Wait a minute!

Could it be that the Chief wasn’t talking about trash... but that discarded... carefully prepared small gift box?

“Yes! Right away!”

Special Assistant Lu wanted to cry but had no tears.

It was all his fault for being so efficient. The trash had already been thrown into the Recycle Bin!

Once the door was closed.

Gong Jue stood coldly by the window.

The atmosphere immediately changed!

He immediately turned around and strode to the desk impatiently.

His big palm grabbed that slender gift.

His gaze was fixed on—

It was a crude brown paper bag.

It was casually tied with a plastic string.

It didn’t look like a gift at all. Instead, it looked like packaging from a pharmacy.

However, it was obvious that Gong Jue didn’t care about this simple packaging.

Instead, he curved her lips slightly and a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes.

“Stupid woman, you still know how to buy a gift for me!”

“Don’t think that I’ll forgive you just because of this! I’ll slowly settle that score with you for sending that wild man his clothes...”