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

Meng Yan paused while holding the remote control and asked her, "So, you are going after the richest man?"

Gan Qi smiled: "I don't dream about this, but you have the same surname. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Meng Yan said nothing, and the remote control changed channels one by one. The huge TV screen turned into light that reflected in his eyes, and his eyes were heroic and clear.

Gan Qi's eyes fell on the high bridge of his nose. Meng Yan's profile was strong yet soft, almost like a carved work of art.

"Ok?"

Realizing that she was staring at him, Meng Yan turned back to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Gan Qi didn't even realize that she was distracted and blushed: "I was wondering, the company you work for seems to be part of the Meng Family Group, are you related to their family?"

Meng Yan frowned, is this woman thinking about climbing high branches all day long?

He looked coldly: "It doesn't matter."

Gan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay, I know you won't have anything to do with the richest family."

Seeing her strange reaction, Meng Yan was surprised: "You don't want me to be a relative of his family?"

Gan Qi sat next to him, maybe he was too tired today and acted carelessly, with a smile on his face: "It doesn't matter if you think about it with your toes, the richest man... That is an existence that ordinary people can't touch at all, even if they Our relatives and relatives are beyond our reach. If you say you are related to the richest family, then you must be a liar."

Meng Yan: "..."

He watched TV for a while and said calmly: "It seems you don't understand the happiness of rich people."

Gan Qi: "Of course I can't imagine the happiness of rich people, but I know they are under a lot of pressure."

"Ordinary people like us, eat well, rest and live well in the present. Although rich people can spend money to enjoy themselves, they also have many things to consider. So many people in a group depend on them for food. Every day when they open their eyes, it is business war and development. , and then deal with the competitors. When you are under great pressure, your hair will fall out if you don’t keep it all!”

Meng Yan's shoulders shook slightly, and he inadvertently brushed his hair with his hand. Fortunately, his hair was still very thick.

It seemed like she knew their living conditions very well.

Gan Qi: "Isn't this how TV dramas play out? It's about fighting over family property and intrigue."

She held her bulging cheeks with her hands, "It's better to be at our level. It's easy to get along with us, and we don't have to worry about dealing with complicated situations."

Meng Yan was silent, thinking of his parents in Switzerland and the bunch of useless younger brothers at home.

Trade War?Fighting for family property?As long as there is a self-motivated person in the family, he will not be so tired.

Since he was a child, all the members had a tacit understanding in advance, clearly entrusting the responsibility of the family to his shoulders. He envied his brothers' free life of eating, drinking and having fun every day without thinking about progress.

Hey, it's a little sad to say it.

Gan Qi is still recalling the grand scene of the event: "I almost met Meng Tingxun today!"

"It's a pity that he was too far away. When he came in, there was a huge crowd of people surrounding him. I really couldn't see him clearly. I only knew that he was wearing a black suit and looked old-fashioned."

Meng Yan: "Yeah."

"I heard that he is quite old, but he is not married yet, and... and I got rumors that he doesn't like women to approach him." Gan Qi turned on the gossip mode.

Meng Yan: "Yeah."

Gan Qi: "I heard that the elders in his family have always wanted to set him up with Miss Lian, the daughter of a wealthy family, but he declined. Miss Lian is very beautiful, even more beautiful than celebrities!"

Meng Yan: "Yeah."

Gan Qi: "It's so abnormal. It's not like the behavior of a normal man. I heard that rich people have ambiguous gender requirements in relationships. Maybe he doesn't like women..."

Meng Yan: "Hmm, huh?"

He opened his eyes and stared coldly at Gan Qi beside him, "What did you say?"

Gan Qi, who was chatting easily, only felt a chill all over her body.

"I said, he is almost 40, and he is unwilling to accept the daughter of a rich and powerful family. There may be a problem with his sexual orientation."

Meng Yan frowned: "Who said he is 40?"

Meng Yan didn't know what expression to use in response to her perverted question.

I am 30 years old this year, and my birthday is three months away. How could I turn 40 in such a normal way?

Are you that old?

Gan Qi blinked, and the long eyelashes above his black eyes looked a little more naughty, "Rich people like this usually go to study abroad first, and then work in the family company for a few years before being promoted to a senior level. If you calculate this way, , the eldest young master of the Meng family will have to go up to 35 no matter what if he takes over the family company."

"I heard from Xixi that Meng Tingxun has taken over the company for many years, and maybe 40 is underreported. They usually pay attention to fitness and diet, and they just look young."

Meng Yan no longer wanted to refute, "Just tell him how old he is."

"But! There is no problem with his sexual orientation." Meng Yan was very serious and emphasized in an emphatic tone.

Then he turned his head and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

It doesn't matter if you say your age is wrong, but if you question your sexual orientation, it's simply impossible to communicate.

Gan Qi was still immersed in the analysis, like a detective looking for the truth: "We ordinary people don't understand the world of rich people. Maybe they like this way of life, right, Mr. Meng."

Meng Yan tightened his lips and didn't want to talk to her anymore. Seeing her persistence, he asked coldly: "What? You seem to be very interested in the richest young master?"

Gan Qi thoughtfully said: "I just feel strange..."

Meng Yan turned off the TV in front of him, stood up and said, "Stop gossiping and go to bed early."

With that said, he went back to the bedroom to prepare to wash up.

Gan Qi looked at her watch, it was 12 o'clock again.

Ever since I got married, I haven't gone to bed late every day. In order to be energetic during the day, I'd better go to bed early in the future, otherwise it will accelerate aging.

She touched her fleshy cheeks with her hands, and then she remembered: She put on makeup today and needed to use makeup remover.

It’s over, it’s over, there seems to be no makeup remover at home!