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

As soon as I reached the flower bed, an aunt came up to me with a smile and asked:

"Are you the newly moved couple in Building A?"

Meng Yan rarely encountered the situation of being stopped by his aunt to say hello, and he didn't react yet.

Gan Qi already replied with a smile:

"Yes, Auntie, are you out for a walk too? It's quite cool today."

"Little girl, you are so lucky. Your husband looks like a celebrity."

"I'm not bad either. I'm also a beautiful woman."

Gan Qi and Auntie chatted and laughed happily.

Meng Yan glanced slightly sideways.

Is this woman just chatting with a stranger?

And there is no stage fright at all.

The aunt looked familiar: "I have lived so old and met countless people. Your husband is like a good one among them at first glance. He will definitely be a rich man in the future!"

Gan Qi: "Of course, my taste will definitely be good!"

After exchanging pleasantries, the two of them walked on the gravel path.

Gan Qi looked around: "The greening of this community is pretty good."

Meng Yan glanced at her: "You don't know how to be humble at all. When others praise me, you praise yourself instead."

Gan Qi: "Of course I have good taste. Do you want to force me to say that I saw the wrong person?"

Meng Yan:......

How do you realize that she is becoming more and more sharp-tongued?

The ancients were right, you cannot reason with women.

Gan Qi took a breath of fresh air and said, "This community environment is really suitable for retirement. I want to make money to buy a small apartment."

Meng Yan: "Oh?"

She thought: Other women always ask men to buy it, but she wants to make money to buy a small apartment.

Is this something engraved in your bones to be stronger?

wrong!

——Why did she have to buy it herself?

Could it be that from the bottom of his heart, he didn’t want the two of them to have a future?She doesn't want to live with him for a long time?

Meng Yan was thinking wildly like this, and when he turned his head, he saw Gan Qi's face reflected in the pale yellow afterglow of the sunset, with gentle lines and a raised nose.

His tense heart suddenly felt soft.

In fact, she is... really beautiful.

Gan Qi noticed that he was silent again, "Mr. Meng, are you usually so quiet in the company?"

Meng Yan looked away unnoticeably.

"Well, mainly no one takes the initiative to talk to me."

"One look at your personality and you can tell that you don't get along well with your colleagues."

Gan Qi began to teach him how to get along.

"You, learn to be more outgoing like me, occasionally buy snacks for your colleagues, and let's eat together... By the way! Is today's breakfast delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious."

Gan Qi didn’t believe it.

"How delicious can it be when it's cold? Even your leaders can't give you a few minutes to fill your stomach."

"In my opinion, anyone who can become the chairman or president of a large company likes to deprive the employees below them of their freedom."

Meng Yan said nothing.

Anyway, to scold the leader is to scold yourself.

He didn't bother to refute.

"If you remain so silent, it will affect your future promotion and salary increase."

Gan Qi doesn't know how he got his current "little supervisor position". He must be very capable at work.

at this time.

A young couple passed by them.

The man hugged the woman's shoulders tightly, and the woman half leaned against him.

"Honey, what should we eat tonight?"

"Of course I listen to you, husband. You can eat whatever you say~"

Their fingers were clasped together, looking as sweet as honey.

At first glance, they look like newlyweds.

Comparing the current dry relationship between Meng Yan and Gan Qi, the gap is very obvious.

A small gust of wind blew, and Gan Qi got goosebumps all over her body.

She and Mr. Meng... are indeed quite strange.

After all, the relationship between the two is now in an awkward stage, half-familiar.

It belongs to the status of "above AUO, but not yet a lover".

There is no physical contact, no sweet love words, and we always talk to death...

Seeing that Meng Yan was speechless and seemed at a loss for words, Gan Qi gently tugged on Meng Yan's sleeve.

"Mr. Meng, if you feel tired, let's go back so that you don't feel uncomfortable."

Meng Yan: "I, it's okay."

While Meng Yan was talking, he habitually pulled away his sleeves. It was rare for people to pull his clothes like this on weekdays.

I'm not used to it.

Gan Qi thinks he is quite like a "squeamish princess".

"Okay, go home, so you don't have to worry about me knocking you down."

Meng Yan:......

"Gan Qi, you, why are you talking to a girl..."

"What's wrong, Mr. Meng is so sensitive."

Gan Qi sighed to himself: He really has no sense of humor.

The two of them returned along the colorful stone path, and the sunset became increasingly dim.

Gan Qi was afraid that he would dislike him, so she didn't want to pull his sleeves anymore.

Save this "squeamish princess" with mysophobia from having to go back and spray disinfectant.

"By the way, have you read the hot searches in the past two days?"

Meng Yan: "What?"

"The rich daughter of the Lian Group did something crazy to pursue the young master of the Meng Group..."

Meng Yan stopped.

"what?"