When Yun Qiao saw that the cat had disappeared, she called Gong Sheng by his na and announced that he was dead for sure. The driver couldn’t help but shiver.
No one had ever dared to defy the president like that.
The driver gently advised, “Miss Xiao Qiao, don’t be angry. It’s better to send that white cat away. It’s better for the President...”
Yun Qiao rolled her eyes in annoyance.
What’s good for?
It was one thing for a man to be afraid of dogs, but he was actually afraid of cats!
She had never seen such a person before.
HMPH, with the face of her imperial guard Ah Sheng, how could he not have one percent of Ah Sheng’s courage.
He despised him, despised him, despised him!
Yun Qiao stomped her feet angrily in front of the Cat House. She was still angry, so she simply dialed a number.
However, Gong Sheng didn’t pick up after calling for a long ti? !
How dare he reject my imperial edict? !
Yun Qiao was furious.
She was about to throw her phone away.
Finally, the screen showed that the call was connected.
Yun Qiao threw a sentence at him. “Gong Sheng, get your ass back here and send little white ho personally! If I don’t see Little White Tonight, don’t co back!”
Then, without waiting for palace saint to answer, she hung up the phone.
HMPH, her cheap husband purposely took so long to answer her call. He was so full of airs, so she had to put on airs too. After announcing my imperial edict, she hung up the phone and didn’t give him a chance to argue!
Yun Qiao’s actions were smooth and fluid, and her tone was domineering. The driver was stunned and felt like his worldview was about to collapse.
The president’s wife was really too hot-tempered.
He really couldn’t imagine how the president would obediently “Get lost”back..
= = =
At this mont.
In the presidential palace.
Gong Sheng had already been working non-stop for two to four hours in his office, and he was about to stay up late again.
Staying up late was better than going ho and hearing that so stupid woman was chasing him for a divorce.
He had been reading the docunts expressionlessly, but when Yun Qiao said that his small house was too shabby a few kiloters away, he couldn’t help but sneeze.
His secretary, Nangong Wan, was pouring tea and asked worriedly, “President, did you... Catch a cold?”
She wanted to persuade the president not to stay up late, but she didn’t dare.
Gong Sheng pinched the space between his eyebrows. “Your president isn’t that weak.”
Then, he tapped on the table. “Go out and tell Uncle Zhang to get everyone off work. Don’t work overti with . I’ll look through these docunts myself. If there are any problems, I’ll let you guys handle them tomorrow.”
Nangong Wan nodded and went out to pass on the ssage.
After all her colleagues had left, she locked the drawer, grabbed her briefcase, and knocked on Gong Sheng’s office again. “President, then... I’m off work too.”
Gong Sheng didn’t raise his head. “Okay.”
Nangong Wan wanted to say sothing, but she hesitated. When she gently closed the door, she saw that the phone screen on Gong Sheng’s desk kept flashing.
She quickly reminded gong sheng, “President, you have a call...”
Gong Sheng was imrsed in his work, so his phone was muted.
After being reminded by Nangong Wan, he glanced at the screen and realized that it was Yun Qiao’s call.
He glanced at Nangong Wanwan.
Although he didn’t say anything, as a secretary, Nangong Wanwan imdiately knew that this call wasn’t for soone of her status to listen in. She quickly bowed and shut the door tightly before leaving the office.
Only then did Gong Sheng turn on the screen.
A faint smile appeared on his face when he saw Nangong Wanwan’s expressionless face.
Did the stupid woman know to take the initiative to call him?
Did she regret asking him for a divorce last night and beg for rcy?
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