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

Gan Qi's fingers wandered over his collarbone.

Meng Yan's originally strong hands slowly loosened her slender waist.

Suddenly, Gan Qi pushed his face away with force. She finally got free, and immediately broke free from his control and leaned back, gasping for breath.

"Wait a minute," she said.

"Meng Yan, although you are already the best man in my heart, but..."

Meng Yan said firmly: "No buts!"

Gan Qi took a slow breath and looked at his stubborn and handsome face.

At least during this period of time, Meng Yan's performance has been impeccable. He is indeed the best man in her heart.

...But it’s hard to say whether there will be someone new to replace him in the future.

Oh, Gan Qi thought about this quietly, and suddenly felt that she really had the potential to be a scumbag.

Meng Yan said in a deep voice: "You, are you still hesitating?"

"I'm just worried."

Meng Yan: "What are you worried about? Am I not good enough? Not worthy of you?"

Gan Qi was stunned.

God!

How can a person describe himself as excellent in such a confident tone? Gan Qi found that he was indeed quite narcissistic.

"You said you are excellent, what makes you excellent?"

Meng Yan snorted coldly: "Need I say that? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that... I'm not ugly, my work ability is at least decent, my IQ is fine, and my character is even better. Am I not excellent?"

Meng Yan seemed to be in self-promotion mode:

"Besides, I have the potential to be a good husband. For example, for today's meal, I can not only prepare the food, but also wash the dishes after dinner."

Seeing him so serious, Gan Qi felt that he was even cuter.

Indeed! Isn’t it said on the Internet that men who take the initiative to wash dishes are the most attractive?

Gan Qi thought silently in his heart, the little elite who had never done housework has now been trained by me to be a good man who can cook and wash dishes. It is true... good husbands need to be cultivated.

Oh my! If he is not taken good care of, and falls into the hands of a woman in the future, wouldn’t it be a great loss?

"Yeah, think about it, when we first got married, you had never even been in the kitchen. Now you're a bit like a househusband, and you know more and more. You're definitely more competitive among men!"

Meng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Competitiveness among men?"

To be honest, from childhood to adulthood, as the only designated heir to the Meng Group, he has always been the one that everyone looks up to.

Competitiveness?

Humph! Sorry, he has always been at the top of the pyramid.

"I don't want to compare myself with others, I only care about what you think."

Gan Qi: "Of course I think you are good! At least a hundred times better than Zheng Hongjie!"

Meng Yan frowned. Every time he heard her compare him to that scumbag, he felt like he was screwed.

They are not even in the same league!!!

"You put me on the same level as him? You might as well just say I'm a scumbag."

Speaking of Zheng Hongjie, Gan Qi suddenly realized:

"By the way, I haven't heard from Wenwen for a few days. I wonder how their divorce is going. I'm going to call her later to ask."

Coincidentally, as soon as I finished speaking, Wenwen called.

Huh?

The two sisters seemed to have telepathy, and they would appear as soon as they mentioned the devil.

Gan Qi was still sitting on Meng Yan's lap at this time. She wanted to get down, but he held her tightly again and refused to let go.

Gan Qi shook the phone: "...I'll take a call."

Meng Yan: “Just pick it up here.”

Gan Qi rolled her eyes at him, "Are you trying to eavesdrop?"

Meng Yan curled his lips: "Is there anything I can't listen to? You should ask me if I can help."

Seeing that the phone was ringing, Gan Qi made a "hush" gesture to him and lowered his head to answer the call.

"Hey, Wenwen, I was just about to ask you how the matter between you and Zheng Hongjie went?"

"Sister Gan Qi."

Wenwen's tone was strange, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Gan Qi was nervous and thought something had happened: "What's wrong!"

"No...it's just, it's very strange."

Wen Wen said slowly, "We have been very troubled by the divorce recently. We are at loggerheads with each other. We were at loggerheads for the past two days... but today, he suddenly came to me and begged me humbly..."

"What do you want?" Gan Qi was alert.

Wen Wen: "He begged me to let him go. He said he would have a good talk with me and would cooperate with me according to the divorce conditions I proposed."

"Ah?" Gan Qi never expected such a turn of events.

"what happened?"

Wen Wen: "I also want to ask what happened, Sister Gan Qi, did Brother Meng Yan's husband secretly help again?"

Gan Qi looked up at her husband, and the couple looked at each other. She saw that Meng Yan was calm and composed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He moved his lips closer to hers, wanting to take the opportunity to kiss her, but Gan Qi blocked his way with her hand.

"Wenwen, what do you think?"

Wen Wen: "Of course I'll get a divorce as soon as possible, but I want to talk to Zhao Qingqing, the third party, face to face."