Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gong Sheng didn't understand why he felt the urge to comfort this woman and was reluctant to let her cry.

All he knew was that when Yun Qiao told him the origin of the kitten, he felt so soft in his heart.

I can’t tell, but I feel sorry for the cat.

I still feel...feeling sorry for this woman.

Or maybe, this woman is no different from a small animal, right?

When angry, it will show its little claws.

Will bite when unhappy.

She can pretend to be reserved and elegant to people she doesn't know well for a while, but once she's happy and dancing, you can almost see her little tail wagging.

Gong Sheng was thinking casually while driving. Unknowingly, a smile appeared on his usually cold face.

He quickly returned to the villa.

Uncle Zhang had put out the fireworks in the kitchen and was instructing the servants to clean the traces of smoke in the living room.

Gong Sheng had just returned home in a short time and in a hurry, so he pulled Yun Qiao out.

There was no time to carefully examine the changes at home.

At this moment, looking at the brightly lit living room, he noticed the newly changed tablecloths and curtains, the beautiful peonies and lilies of the valley and bluebells on the table, the color of the blanket on the sofa was also different, and there was a statue of his grandfather's era against the wall. The old clock, polished and polished, had a harmonious beauty with the modern and simple decoration in the living room, which evoked warm memories of his childhood and accidentally became the finishing touch.

Seeing that he was paying attention to these changes, Uncle Zhang couldn't tell whether he was angry or happy, so he quickly stepped forward to explain: "Mr. President, Miss Xiao Qiao has been busy at home all day, and she wanted to give you a surprise for a change at home. .I don’t know if you are satisfied or not..."

Gong Sheng stood in the middle of the living room, the corners of his lips slightly raised again.

In fact, there was no need for Zhang Bo to explain, he knew very well who did this.

Because without his permission, the servants will not change the decoration in the villa casually.

Only a woman can be so wanton and change his home at will.

Although the taste was very different from what he was used to, this woman's aesthetic taste... wasn't bad.

but……

Of course we can't let this woman raise her tail because of this!

He said calmly: "What kind of aesthetic sense can a stupid woman have? Don't let her mess around in the future."

Zhang Bo: "..."

Mr. President, do you think I am too old-sighted to see the unconcealable smile on your lips?

Is it really okay for you to be so duplicitous?

However, Uncle Zhang did not expose him.

Instead, he asked kindly: "Mr. President, didn't you go out to live with Miss Xiao Qiao? Why are you back again? Did you forget to bring something?"

Gong Sheng nodded: "She got a cat, where is she hiding it?"

As he said this, he looked around the living room, and even bent down to see if it was true, as Yun Qiao said, that cats like to hide under sofas and beds.

Zhang Bo was shocked: "Mr. President, cat..."

Damn it, the President is probably going to get angry this time.

He hates cats or small animals the most.

because……

Just when Uncle Zhang was thinking about his words, he was ready to explain Yun Qiao.

Gong Sheng had already discovered traces of the little white cat under Yun Qiao's bed.

It is indeed a small group!

He was only as big as a fist, huddled together, meowing in fear when he saw him!

Gong Sheng lifted up the hem of his suit, bent his long legs, and leaned out, ready to fish for the cat under the bed.

Zhang Bo hurriedly said: "Mr. President, just let our servants do this kind of thing. How can you, the ninth-five-year-old man,..."