Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gong Sheng patted her shoulder: "Let's go. The air after the explosion is polluted. Don't breathe poisonous gas here."

Yun Qiao was unwilling to give in and circled the lighting assistant's body twice more.

She found that the little assistant's hand was clenched tightly.

Generally speaking, before death, what a person instinctively grasps must be something that is particularly important to him or her.

She has been in this world for so long and found that everyone attaches great importance to mobile phones, which contain the most secrets.

But, what this little assistant is holding on to is not the phone...

She couldn't help but break open the assistant's burnt hands.

Gong Sheng frowned and said, "It's too dirty. Don't touch it. Let the forensic doctor handle it."

Yun Qiao turned a deaf ear and dug out a small card from the assistant's palm: "What is this?"

Gong Sheng looked at the line above: "Game commemorative card."

"Game commemorative card, what is that?" Yun Qiao didn't understand.

"Probably... the game company he often plays, issued a commemorative card to old customers like him. The number engraved on it is his ID number in the game." Gong Sheng didn't understand it very well, but he probably knew a thing or two.

Yun Qiao wiped the card with a paper towel. Because it was made of metal, it was not burned, but only slightly blackened. The ID number on it was still very clear.

She couldn't tell what the commemorative card was for, but instinctively, she carefully wrapped it in tissue and put it in her bag.

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On the way back, Yun Qiao kept relying on Gong Sheng.

The explosion just now gave her a bit of a shock. She watched helplessly as a life disappeared before her eyes, and she almost died in the flames. She was still scared when she thought about it.

The palace saint was a blessing in disguise. He actually gained the little woman's dependence on him. His heart felt soft and satisfied, and the corners of his lips inadvertently curved slightly.

He remembered what Yun Qiao said just now and asked her: "You said Gong Xiaoxiao harmed you, what's the matter?"

Yun Qiao pursed her lips: "The lighting assistant said that Gong Xiaoxiao instigated him to defraud me from the awards show..."

Gong Sheng frowned slightly: "Didn't you break your promise and didn't attend the award ceremony?"

Yun Qiao's voice rose twice: "No! I obviously went there because I heard you said you were going to sign a wedding document that night!"

Really, why is that Yun Xiaoqiao so stupid? He even gave up his career in order to marry a man.

Compared with a man and his career, of course career is more important.

She secretly despised "herself" in her heart.

Gong Sheng's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly: "Am I going to marry you that night?"

A look of disbelief.

Yun Qiao said angrily: "Okay, now I know that the lighting assistant lied to you. You have no intention of marrying me at all. He went to the hotel to trick me!"

Gong Sheng opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but before he had time to say it, he was interrupted by Yun Qiao: "He also said that I signed the marriage agreement when we went to the hotel, and then took a shower and waited for you to come back. But he refused to say what happened next, you Tell me, okay?"

Gong Sheng glanced at Yun Qiao with a complicated expression.

He said in a deep voice: "You don't know what happened next?"

Yun Qiao guiltily concealed the memory she didn't have: "I was almost drowned by you. Of course I didn't know..."

Gong Sheng took a deep breath and was silent for several seconds before speaking again: "Should I drown you? Didn't you call me and say that if I didn't come back, you would commit suicide in the hotel bathtub?"