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

Meng Yan looked at the word "divorce" on the screen of his mobile phone and felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

He didn't expect that she would say this word so easily.

He fought back his fear, took a deep breath, and held the phone closer to his eyes.

Just as I was about to reply to the message with trembling fingers, the phone rang and it was my wife calling.

Meng Yan answered the call as quickly as possible.

"Hey, wife..."

Gan Qi was obviously somewhat resistant to this title.

"Did you see the message?"

Meng Yan: "Where are you now? I'll pick you up."

Gan Qi: "You have seen the message!"

Meng Yan didn't want to follow her topic, "Where are you? Let's talk about it in person."

Gan Qi: "No need, we have already said everything we need to say face to face! It's just the same seemingly affectionate words over and over again, don't waste time."

"Xiaoqi..."

"Mr. Meng, let's get a divorce!"

The word was so harsh that Meng Yan closed his eyes and tried to escape.

Gan Qi has become extremely rational at this moment:

"This is a relationship full of internal friction. There's no point in continuing to dwell on it. I'm not right for you... I'm going to divorce you no matter what."

Meng Yan: "Xiao Qi! Can you be fair to me?"

Gan Qi thought the way he spoke was very funny.

It was obvious that he had deceived her, and it was obvious that he had used his superb acting skills to get along with her from beginning to end.

...He felt wronged instead.

"Mr. Meng, you are more suitable to find a simple girl. I don't have time to play this kind of game with you."

"Just now I got into your car without thinking clearly. I forgot the inequality between us. Now I have come to my senses... After the divorce, we can still be friends, or we can stop seeing each other and return to our own parallel worlds."

Meng Yan interrupted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Can you divorce me just like that?"

The huge loss in his heart turned into an unknown fire.

Marriage is a decision made by two people, and divorce certainly cannot be decided by one person!

Gan Qi was also provoked to be stubborn, "Let's part ways in peace, this marriage is settled."

Meng Yan bit his back teeth, and before he could retort, Gan Qi hung up the phone first.

Meng Yan stared at the black phone screen for a long time.

He felt a mixture of emotions and had never felt that life was so dark.

After a long time, he slammed his phone hard on the steering wheel!

Meng Yan leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and tried to calm his troubled mood.

After about a few seconds.

Gan Qi sent the last message:

"Also, please don't look for me anymore. I already have a place to stay. Please don't cause trouble for my friend. We can solve the problem between us. Thank you!"

Meng Yan looked at the message on his phone silently, and finally just smiled faintly.

Could it be that women could be so heartless?

Yesterday we were in love with each other and had planned to spend our whole lives together, but today it seems like we are done with each other.

He doesn't understand.

He can't figure it out!

What unforgivable crime had he committed? He just concealed his identity, but she had no attachment to him at all.

At this moment, Meng Yan even began to doubt himself.

...Am I really that bad?

Meng Yan has been the center of attention for many years. He has always been the pinnacle of the outside world's admiration. He always looks down on others and acts superior.

But now, he feels like a loser.

A business car drove up to Meng Yan's car.

It's Qin Feng.

He followed the trail to find his boss and hurriedly got out of the car to report.

"Mr. Meng."

Qin Feng moved closer to the car door and found that his boss was leaning against the driver's seat with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He instantly realized that something was wrong and swallowed the work report that was about to come to his lips.

Meng Yan slowly lowered his eyelids and glanced sideways at Qin Feng outside the car window.

"what's up?"

Qin Feng was nervous and didn't dare to look his boss in the eye.

"Mr. Meng, I'm worried about your safety...Do you want me to take you home?"

Meng Yan sneered, he knew that Qin Feng was here to report on his work.

He wasn't in the mood to listen anyway.

Qin Feng said respectfully: "Boss, there is an important meeting at the company tomorrow that cannot be delayed. Can I take you back to rest?"

Meng Yan pondered for a moment.

He didn't want to show any sentimentality in front of his subordinates.

Qin Feng: "This place is not far from Mingdu International, only 20 minutes away, I'll drive."

Meng Yan: "No, go back to the villa halfway up the mountain."

What's the point of going back to that little home? An empty house will only remind me of my failure over and over again.

Qin Feng: "Yes."

I haven’t been back to the Mid-Levels Villa for a long time.

The servants and housekeepers of the villa did not expect that the young master would come back in the middle of the night. They were all very respectful to Meng Yan, but also a little nervous.

Because they knew their young master Meng very well, they could tell from Meng Yan's expression that he was in a bad mood.

"Master, you are back."

"Hello, Master!"

Several servants hurriedly helped him hang up his clothes and change his shoes.

Everyone was so nervous that they dared not even breathe.

Fortunately, Meng Yan did not lose his temper. He went straight to the wine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of foreign wine.

The servants behind didn't even dare to persuade them, especially Qin Feng who kept winking at them, as if reminding them: Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Meng is in a bad mood.

Meng Yan picked up the wine and gulped down several gulps.

He usually doesn't like smoking or drinking, but he broke the rules today.

The servants behind him only dared to communicate with their eyes, and even cleaned very carefully, for fear of angering him.