Dear Commander-in-Chief

She pondered: "Do you think it's all too coincidental, so coincidental... a little fake?"

Zhao Xiaoyue: "Well, I've thought about it too, Miss Qiaoqiao. But you say I'm a poor girl, a small 18th-line extra, if he lied to me, what is he trying to do? Even if it's the money I lost that day, although It’s a huge sum of money to me, ten thousand yuan. But it’s nothing to a liar, right? Why should he bother to pursue me? Wouldn’t it be good to just steal the ten thousand yuan?”

Yun Qiao couldn't bear to expose Zhao Ziqi right now and shatter Zhao Xiaoyue's dream of love.

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

Therefore, when she heard Zhao Xiaoyue's analysis intoxicated, "And, sister Qiaoqiao, you said that we are so destined, we both have the surname Zhao Ai, we might be a family a hundred years ago...", she could only calmly, a little Remind Satsuki——

"Xiaoyue, Zhao Qiansun Li, Zhou Wu and Zheng Wang, the common surname of our empire is Zhao, if you meet someone in the crowd, three out of ten people have the surname Zhao..."

Zhao Xiaoyue is embarrassed: "But the other Zhao is not so predestined with me, I think he is the only one for me."

Yun Qiao: "..."

It's really a poisonous dog food.

No, it's not dog food, it's poison.

She has been thinking silently in her heart, a male writer is trying to hook up with extras like Xiaoyue, and even dragging Xiaoyue to buy Yingrongtang's expensive mask... What is the connection between this?

With this question in mind, Yun Qiao was a little distracted from the play all afternoon.

Fortunately, her role in the afternoon was not heavy. It was mainly about making up scenes with Zhao Xiaoyue and some other cross-group actors and her counterparts. She could handle it easily.

When she got home, she was also thinking about this matter, so that when she got back, she didn't even care about eating, 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 a guy with little reputation, and he can't be regarded as a writer.

In Yunqiao's mind, a truly awesome literati is at least as famous as Master Guoshi.

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

It wasn't until Gong Sheng came back that he saw her eating... crayfish at the dining table!

A certain woman had a crayfish in her hand and a bright red chili juice in her mouth, and smiled at him heartlessly: "Come on, let's eat crayfish together!"

Gong Sheng: "..."

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

He was very upset when he thought that among the gifts she brought from France, the most unique fountain pen was not for him, but gave the crew a bad face instead.

Yet he decided to give her another chance.

Gong Sheng walked to the dining table and sat down.

Seeing Yun Qiao clumsily peeling the prawns, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she directly moved the plate over to help her peel the prawns.

So Yun Qiao enjoyed the high-class treatment of someone peeling shrimp again.

While peeling the shrimp, Gong Sheng asked seemingly casually, "Didn't you see anything interesting in France this time?"

Yun Qiao: "It still feels fresh at first, but after a long time, it's nothing like that. It's not as good as the imperial garden in the palace... Cough cough, it's not as magnificent as the great rivers and mountains in our empire."

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

Yun Qiao: "What is a souvenir?"

Gong Sheng: "That's right, a gift for a friend."

After speaking, he looked at her with a complicated expression, and handed her a crayfish.

【Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Can Xiao Qiao pass the level of jealous king? hey-hey! 】