Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

It was late when I came out from my aunt's house after dinner.

Before leaving, my aunt found an excuse and asked Gan Qi to help clean up again.

A black electric car drives slowly on the night streets.

Gan Qi recalled the conversation she had just had with her cousin, and deeply felt the sadness of being a woman. She spends unlimited time on her family and children, but she is still rejected by men and treated as useless.

If one day, if one day I become like this...

Gan Qi didn't dare to think about it, feeling helpless pressure rising inexplicably.

Those trivial lives without endless quarrels were not the life she wanted.

Entering Mingdu International, Gan Qi, who had been distracted, didn't notice that there was a black car in front of her. When she came to her senses, she almost hit the back of the car. She panicked and almost fell to the ground in the tram, but she was supported by her legs.

Only then did he see that there was a Rolls-Royce in front of him. Gan Qi was so shocked that she broke into a cold sweat. She couldn't afford to pay for the scratches on the car!I couldn't help but feel scared.

The car door opened, and the tall, bearded car owner got out of the car and took a look at her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Gan Qi apologized quickly.

The car owner didn't seem to be easy to mess with, but without saying a word, he walked to the rear of the car to see if there were any scratches.

"I didn't hit it. I braked just in time." Gan Qi explained.

Then with an apologetic smile, he dodged the black Rolls-Royce and rode to the area dedicated to parking electric vehicles in the community.

After walking for about two or three minutes, Meng Yan, who had been lying with his head in the back seat, finally raised his head and asked the bodyguard: "Are you leaving?"

After Gan Qi left, she didn't forget to look back and saw the Rolls-Royce clearly in the distance. There were several expensive-looking cars parked neatly.

Thinking of the ferocious look of the car owner just now, she felt even more frightened.

You have to be alert when riding an electric bike at night from now on. It’s too dangerous today.

Meng Yan, who was sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, was secretly sweating.He thought Gan Qi was already at home at this point, and even fell asleep early.

Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly appeared behind his car and almost hit him.

The driver opened the door and got in. He turned to Meng Yan and said, "Young Master, that was the Young Mistress just now."

"I know."

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and buried his head immediately. Coupled with the poor lighting at this point, Gan Qi didn't see anyone else in the car at all.

Meng Yan's face was a little gloomy. He came back at this hour and was busy until almost midnight every day. I wonder what this woman is busy with every day?

Even if I came back late, I was still distracted while riding.

Meng Yan pinched his frown and said, "Let's go. Pick me up at my old place tomorrow."

Gan Qi didn't know that what she almost hit was her man's luxury car, so she parked the car in the electric car area with skillful movements.

After going upstairs, I turned on the light and found that the other party hadn't come home yet.

I don’t know what Mr. Meng will eat tonight.

She simply tidied up the living room. The living room was not dirty and the whole space was large.

Compared with the cramped aunt's house, this house looks like a paradise.

However, because it is too spacious, Gan Qi, you feel that something is missing in the room. How about... go back and paint a picture yourself and hang it on the wall to give it a sense of life.

While he was thinking about the content of the painting, Meng Yan opened the door and returned home.

"Are you back? It's so late today." Gan Qi asked with a smile.

Meng Yan hummed and thought to himself: Didn't you just come back not long ago?

He habitually goes into the house to wash his hands and loosen his shirt and tie.

Gan Qi: "I went to my aunt's house for dinner today to see my cousin and niece."

Gan Qi didn't report to him, she just wanted to break the strange silence. After all, there were only two people in the house, and it would be strange if they didn't speak.

"Oh"

Meng Yan's face was expressionless.

Gan Qi asked again: "How do you eat?"

Meng Yan finished his meeting this afternoon and went directly to the rest area of ​​his building. His assistant prepared a meal for him.

"Eat whatever you want."

Unless he has a meal in the evening, he usually eats less and pays more attention to keeping in shape.

Gan Qi found that he was not interested in the topic of eating, so she turned around and asked, "Mr. Meng, I want to discuss something with you. I want to hang some decorations in this room. Although this house is already very beautiful, it always feels a little lacking." Things, lifeless."

"Okay, you can figure it out."

His answers were always so succinct.

Gan Qi asked tentatively: "Then I will spend the money in the card you gave me to buy things?"

"can."

Meng Yan sat on the sofa and took a rare breather. He wanted to give the next order: "Pour me a glass of water."

Suddenly realizing that the other person was not a nanny, and that his current identity was not the president, he had to put on his slippers and get up and enter the kitchen again.

Got a full glass of water and drank it as I walked.

Seeing him like this, Gan Qi actually found him a bit cute.

"Mr. Meng, do you have mysophobia?"

Meng Yan was a little surprised and turned around with a puzzled face.

"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

Gan Qi explained: "I found that you have a habit of separating your own tableware from other people's.

Not only that, Meng Yan always washes his hands no matter what he touches, so he doesn't like to mix things he has used with others. "

"Probably not. It's a habit."

Meng Yan didn't even notice this habit of his.

"In this case, should we have two washing machines? I'll give you one to use alone."

Gan Qi felt that with his personality, he would not like to use the same washing machine with others.

Thinking of yesterday's underwear, the two of them had a tacit understanding, and a faint embarrassment floated in the air.

Meng Yan: "My clothes can be taken to the designated dry cleaners."

Gan Qi thought: That's too wasteful. It's better to spend money to buy another washing machine.

"I'll give you a smaller washing machine specifically for washing your underwear or something, and I won't get involved."

"can."

As soon as he lowered his head, his phone lit up.

It was the assistant who sent the message: Mr. Meng, the Dongfeng Motor has been delivered.