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

Meng Yan didn't know what to say.

yes!Now in his "home", there is an extra woman, and she is a legally recognized "wife".

When two people are in the same room, naturally they can't do everything according to their own temperaments. It's a pity that they can't do as they please as one person.

Gan Qi blinked twice. Am I right?

Meng Yan didn't want to argue with the woman, so he lowered his head and continued to look at his phone.

But something embarrassing happened at this time. A slight "gurgling" came from Meng Yan's stomach.

In such a quiet living room, the sound was clearly audible, and even he didn't dare to confirm that it was his belly.

Gan Qi suddenly smiled and said generously: "Mr. Meng, are you hungry?"

hungry?

This word simply hurts my self-esteem.

"Not hungry."

Before he finished speaking, his stomach growled again, and this time he felt even more embarrassed.

Meng Yan's face was already red, as if his usual majestic image had been wiped away. He was a dignified CEO, and he was well-dressed and well-fed every day, but I was hungry at this time.

Gan Qi asked with concern: "Didn't you have dinner today?"

Meng Yan played golf with a client from an island country in the afternoon. After the game, they just ate two pieces of sushi freshly prepared by the chef. It was as if they had not eaten at all.

On the way back just now, he didn't feel hungry at all. I wonder if it was affected by the taste of instant noodles, but he did feel like eating at this moment.

but!Definitely cannot admit it.

How could his childish face-saving behavior escape Gan Qi's eyes.

In her eyes, Meng Yan was as stubborn and childish as Lele who made mistakes and refused to admit them.

But when he looked down, he saw that most of them had been wiped out by him, and the remaining soup and water were definitely not enough to fill his stomach.

Gan Qi stood up and said, "I'll give you a poached egg, so you can cushion it first."

Gan Qi's eyes lit up when she opened the refrigerator and suddenly saw the quick-frozen dumplings she had prepared a few days ago.

“Let’s cook dumplings for you!”

Fortunately, I went to the supermarket to buy some and saved a handsome guy's life at a critical moment.

Meng Yan: "Are the dumplings made by a famous chef? What kind of meat is used? Are the vegetables organic?"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Gan Qi sighed and joked with him, "It's good to have something to eat! My squeamish young master."

She fried a round poached egg and cooked a plate of dumplings.

Although these are two very ordinary foods, at such a special moment in the middle of the night, the table looks extremely rich.

"25 dumplings are enough for you, right?"

Meng Yan blushed slightly.

He picked up a fat dumpling with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to chew for a while.

This dumpling is not delicious, the meat used is a bit fat.

"The meat is a bit greasy." He commented lightly.

Look, it turns out to be the eldest young master. He has a very precious mouth...

At this time, I am still picky.

Gan Qi got up and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of vinegar and put it in front of him, "If you are tired, dip it in vinegar and eat it."

Meng Yan stared blankly at the bottle of vinegar in front of him, seeming hesitant.

Gan Qi poured it directly into the plate and rolled a dumpling in vinegar, "Eat it!"

Sure enough, the dumplings were instantly delicious.

Meng Yansiwen ate without looking at Gan Qi opposite him

"Mr. Meng, is jealousy delicious?"

"Well, it's alright."

I don’t know why, but combined with what happened in the cafe and the conversation at the moment, the atmosphere in the living room was weird.

Gan Qi held her chin in her hands and looked at him, who was taciturn and cold:

"I guess your living habits must have been very repressive since childhood, and you didn't show anything."

I really don’t know what kind of life he lived when he was a child that led to him being so weird now.

Meng Yan didn't answer.

He didn't see any trace of sympathy in Gan Qi's eyes.

This Mr. Meng is a poor boy!

the next morning.

Meng Yan came out of the master bedroom and found that Gan Qi had left for work and left a note on the table.

"I'm really sorry that I had to go out early today because I had something urgent to do. I forgot to clean the dumpling pot yesterday. Please clean it if it's convenient for you."

Meng Yan went to the kitchen and saw that the pots and bowls were all there.

Thinking of the last meal yesterday, she yawned repeatedly and said she would leave the things until this morning.

Did you go out so early today?Could it be that he left it to himself on purpose?

Who let the dumplings be eaten by oneself?Just brush it.

He has always been reasonable and it should be his own job, he admits.

Just as I was putting on my apron, the assistant called.

"Mr. Meng, we are downstairs. When will we pick you up?"

It's better to come early than to come by chance. Meng Yan said: "Come up!"

When the door of 1208 opened, several tall bodyguards in black suits turned to stone when they saw Meng Yan wearing an apron.

They heard that Madam had gone to work early today, so they caught up, but they didn't expect to see this explosive scene when they opened the door.

Mr. Meng, who was always well-dressed and aloof, wore a strange cartoon apron with pink flowers printed on it.

Assistants and bodyguards:? ? ?