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

Chapter 309 Is she at home?

For some reason, Meng Yan suddenly felt dizzy, as if he had drunk too much wine.

He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I must have been standing there for a long time."

Gan Qi saw that his expression was not very good, "You don't have a fever too, do you?"

"Yeah?" Meng Yan looked up at her in confusion.

"it's okay no problem."

Gan Qi comforted, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back to your room and rest."

Meng Yan felt surprised at this sudden dizziness.

Obviously it was fine just now.

He rubbed his brows with his slender white fingers and waited for half a minute. This strange dizziness never dissipated.

"Sorry, I might really have to go back to my room to rest."

Gan Qi was a little frightened.

She stretched out her fingers and gently touched his forehead. Fortunately, there were no obvious signs of fever.

"You must be tired from work. If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed early."

Saying that, Gan Qi took the initiative to help him.

Meng Yan lowered his head and noticed that the clothes Gan Qi was wearing were her usual casual bottoming shirts.

...Strange, she changed out of her pajamas so quickly?

Pushing open the master bedroom door, Gan Qi entered his master bedroom for the first time.

It's spacious and clean. Meng Yan hasn't added anything to his room since he got married.

——Unlike Gan Qi, her second bedroom has flowers and plants on the balcony, decorative paintings on the walls, and a bunch of knickknacks on the table...

Gan Qi walked to the window, closed the big curtains in the master bedroom, lifted one side of the quilt for him, and patted the bed with his hand.

"Come on."

Meng Yanzheng looked at her deft movements, and he didn't know what he thought of, but his face became even more uncomfortable.

Gan Qi looked at his handsome face, then looked down at the bed.

Suddenly it occurred to me that an important item in the "Trial Marriage Agreement" is "not to interfere with the privacy of the other party."

Hey! It seemed like I shouldn't have entered his room.

For a moment, Gan Qi quickly retreated to the door with a guilty conscience.

"Mr. Meng, go to bed early. You are the birthday girl today. You must have a sweet dream."

Meng Yan felt disappointed in his heart when he saw her exiting her room so quickly.

Doesn't she want to stay for one more minute?

"Ah."

Gan Qi slowly closed the door of his master bedroom with a smile.

He looked back at the remaining cake on the living room table and breathed a sigh of relief.

This birthday was finally arranged for him...

Meng Yan's company has been working overtime a lot recently, so he is probably too tired.

She patted her face lightly with her hands, and it felt warm. She really couldn't imagine what would have happened if there hadn't been a call just now...

She mustered up the courage to jump up and kiss him.

Just now the property manager said that the electricity will be repaired soon, but I didn't expect it to be so fast!

It was almost too embarrassing to end!

On the big bed in the master bedroom, Meng Yan half-leaned on the bedside with disappointment. He always felt that everything was weird tonight.

He stared at the chandelier on the ceiling, thinking over and over again all the details of tonight.

He thought of her hugging him from behind before he answered the phone, the unfamiliar smell of perfume... and the familiar hem of her pajamas.

Thinking of the change in attitude of "Gan Qi" before and after, and the clothes she had not changed from...

And all her words.

Anyway, instead of wasting time making random guesses, why not ask her directly, "When did you get home?"

With just this question, he can get the answer he wants!

Meng Yan stood up slowly and opened the door of the master bedroom just as he was about to take the initiative to ask Gan Qi.

He saw Gan Qi standing in front of the dining table, cutting the cake with his back to him.

He murmured: "Why are everyone in such bad health? Both of them have a fever... It can't be the flu, right?"

Meng Yan watched helplessly as Gan Qi brought a piece of cake to his room.

"Gan Xin, would you like some cake..."

Ok?

Gan Xin is actually at home! ! !

Meng Yan's heart was slightly shaken, and he closed the master bedroom door.

While surprised, he quickly made a judgment: The woman holding him in the dark today was not Gan Qi, but Gan Xin! ! ! ! !