Dear Commander-in-Chief

Lu Hanjiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seemed like I was stuck in a long memory.

In my memory, the girl in red looked so proud and bright when we first met her.

It was completely different from dealing with him cautiously now.

He once thought that he would never be able to touch such a beautiful and proud girl in his life.

But now she has it at her fingertips.

A cold corner in my heart gradually warmed up.

Lu Hanjiu raised his voice and ordered: "Go to Furong Building to get some exquisite snacks and send them to Chu Chu. She never eats well when I'm not here. You just keep an eye on her and eat her dinner well."

Although his subordinates didn't understand why Master Jiu was so concerned about the daughter of the down-and-out Feng family.

What’s more, I don’t understand that this woman is obviously the daughter of... that bad old man. Logically speaking, Master Jiu should hate her to the core, but why do I always feel that Master Jiu loves her so much?

The subordinates were confused, but no one dared to ask more questions and went about their business honestly.

Lu Hanjiu devoted himself to his work energetically.

Not long after.

The subordinate's report came: "Master Jiu, Miss Chu Chu didn't eat... the dinner you sent over."

Lu Hanjiu frowned: "Why are you so willful again? Didn't you say it was me who told her? She didn't eat dinner well, and she will have menstrual cramps when she gets her period."

A flash of embarrassment flashed across the subordinate's face, and he replied: "Master Jiu, Miss Chu Chu...is not at home."

A layer of frost gradually appeared between Lu Han's eyebrows: "She's not at home? Where is she?"

His subordinates are also very fast-moving and have already checked Feng Chu's whereabouts: "Half an hour ago, she just returned to the company, and then took a taxi to the hotel..."

Lu Han's eyes were as cold as ice: "What hotel? Who is she going to see?"

Subordinate: "It's the presidential suite in the Empire State Building. As for who I'm meeting...because the guest information of the Empire State Building is confidential and cannot be found..."

The subordinate said anxiously.

Seeing Lu Han's sinister eyes, he trembled and quickly continued to report: "Although the guest information cannot be found, we tracked the room number she entered, which is room 2808. That room is the room exclusively used by President Gong Sheng. The Empire The building has reserved it for him and generally won’t book it for other guests.”

Palace Saint's room?

Fengchu went to the hotel to have a private meeting with the president?

Lu Hanjiu was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered: "Chu Chu, you are so scheming. It turns out that you called me just now and took such initiative. You didn't come to care about whether I had any entertainment or needs tonight. You came to test me whether I would be here tonight. At home! If I’m not here and I don’t need you, just go out and meet wild men!”

He finally understood Feng Chu's true intention.

Little did he know, his subordinates were already shaking like chaff.

In the entire empire, there are probably only a few people who dare to call the President a "wild man."

His Jiuye counts as one!

"Master Jiu...then, what should we do? Should I lead people to snatch Miss Chu Chu back now?" the subordinate suggested.

Lu Han glanced at him coldly: "There must be evidence to arrest someone. Did you see Gong Sheng go in?"

The subordinate wiped away the cold sweat.

Lu Hanjiu was heard to say gloomily again: "Keep an eye on that room. The palace saint is here, take action again!"

The subordinate's heart trembled even more.

I always feel as if Master Jiu’s words are meant to kill the President.

After the subordinates left.

Lu Hanjiu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, motionless for a long time.

He stared out the window at the busy and bustling city at night.

Silently: Chu Chu, you are really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!

same as me.