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

Gan Qi looked at the four fingers Meng Yan held up.

"Put your finger down, Mr. Meng. You've already performed amnesia in front of me once, and now your credibility has been compromised."

The night wind carried the damp chill from the river, causing the stray hairs at her temples to fly wildly.

What's the value of Young Master Meng's oath? He insisted on signing the agreement initially, but then it mysteriously disappeared...

He says he'll get a divorce after the New Year, but who knows what he's up to?

Meng Yan felt slightly embarrassed. Heaven can prove that he rarely acts like this in front of others, but he always does things that even he himself thinks are silly in front of the woman he likes.

"I'm showing my sincerity, we can talk slowly... You come down first."

The edges of the stone steps beneath Ganqi's feet were very smooth, and she definitely needed to be careful.

The river water surged in the night, just like the two people playing chess at this moment.

Looking at the determination in her eyes, Meng Yan's last thought of trying to cheat seemed to freeze in the cold.

He knew that Gan Qi had always been strong-willed and stubborn, and he didn't want her to get hurt in any way.

Sigh, one small breach of trust in front of her has cost me all her trust...

Meng Yan gritted his teeth: "How about this, I can put this promise on paper, sign it, and then you should believe me, right?"

"Signature and fingerprint?"

"Ah."

Meng Yan's voice carried a hint of compromise: "Our marriage will last until after the New Year. I'll write down the promise directly, and no one can fake it."

Gan Qi was slightly delighted; she had finally won!

Meng Yan: "But from today onwards, you are not allowed to do anything like jumping into the river again, nor are you allowed to say those nonsense things about poisoning and harming people."

Even though he knew it was a joke, he didn't like hearing it.

Ganqi finally climbed down from the railing.

"Row."

Making him sign a written agreement is feasible! This time, she must protect this agreement carefully.

"But you can't try anything funny anymore."

What tricks can I play?

"For example, trying to steal the document from me by any means necessary... I won't give you that opportunity."

Gan Qi paused, her voice as soft as the wind, yet filled with stubbornness: "Otherwise, I'll make you pay!"

Meng Yan sighed.

He wants to keep people by his side, so why is it so difficult?

The river breeze carried the silent tension between the two: "Hmm..."

Gan Qi: "Okay, then start writing now."

Meng Yan paused for a moment and said, "But I don't have the habit of carrying a pen when I go out. I'll make it for you tomorrow."

"No need, I have a pen and a notebook in my pocket."

Meng Yan: ...

Who carries paper and pen in their pocket when they go out?

Gan Qi developed a habit from her art studies: she always carries a pen and a small sketchbook in her bag when she goes out.

This habit has remained unchanged over the years.

Sometimes when I'm out and about and see a beautiful view, inspiration strikes, and I might jot down a quick sketch.

She was glad she hadn't changed this habit, and immediately took the pen out of her pocket.

He personally took off the pen cap for him and opened his small sketchbook: "Write."

Meng Yan stiffly took the pen and notebook. "Uh... if you're going to write, you should write it clearly."

"Of course."

"We need to put all the details on paper so that we can explain them clearly later."

"I think so!"

Meng Yan: "...I have one more small condition."

"Huh?" Gan Qi was surprised.

Meng Yan: "I hope that during the Spring Festival, you can come with me to the Meng family's old house, meet my family elders, and have a meal."

Gan Qi's outstretched hand trembled, and she quickly snatched the paper and pen back from his hand.

“Mr. Meng, what do you mean by this...meeting your family elders during the New Year? We are getting a divorce soon, why bother with this?”

Meng Yan: "Isn't it reasonable for us to see our parents and elders during the most important festival of the year? And while we're at it, we can also have a meal with you and my family's relatives."

He spoke casually, but Ganqi felt that this request was inhuman.

"Brother, we're leaving right after the New Year. Aren't you embarrassed by this meal? Do you want your relatives to laugh at you?"

She felt it was unnecessary.

Meng Yan: "Precisely because we will divorce after the New Year, you will still be my wife in name during the Spring Festival. It is necessary for you to have meals with my parents and elders."

Wow, Ganqi thinks his brain is full of water.

That logic is so strange.

"Don't try to trick me. Things might get complicated once I meet your relatives and elders! If it affects the subsequent divorce... I disagree with that."

Meng Yan: "It's just a meal during the New Year, what kind of tricks could there be? We're a legally married couple, and I've never introduced you to my family members in all this time. Don't you think something's missing?"

"I don't think so. Someone like me, from a poor background, would be an outsider in your family. We're getting a divorce anyway, so let's not create any more trouble, okay?"

Meng Yan: "Can you please stop talking about divorce all the time?"

He's almost developed a stress response to those two words.

"Can't you just treat this as a life experience? Can't you treat it as a wonderful experience?"

"..."

Meng Yan: "After all, I am the eldest son and sole heir of the Meng family. I want to give this marriage a deadline. Before it ends, let's get along well. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?"

Seeing the fleeting sadness in his eyes, Gan Qi felt a pang of guilt.

"This……"

Meng Yan: "I've already made concessions by agreeing to the divorce, so why won't you consider my feelings at all... I also have my pride. Don't you care about what others will think of me?"

This is true.

Gan Qi suddenly realized that the fact that he actually agreed to the divorce and even agreed to write a note was already a huge concession.

Besides, he is the esteemed young master Meng, on whom the family places high hopes; I must consider his image.

She didn't know much about wealthy families, but since they were husband and wife, it was only natural for her to have New Year's Eve dinner with him and his family.

...As long as they haven't gone through the divorce proceedings, they're still husband and wife, and they still have to maintain appearances.

"Okay, I promise you."

Gan Qi readily agreed.

"It's agreed that after the New Year, we'll get a divorce and each regain our freedom."

"Ah."

"Let's part ways amicably as friends. I won't ask for your appearance fee."

"..."

Gan Qi handed him the pen and paper again: "Write it down, but don't play word games. If you try to pull any business tricks on me, we'll fight to the death."

"understood."

……

A few minutes later, Meng Yan handed the written document back to her.

"take a look."

The text is in black ink on white paper, written in a bold and elegant style.

The agreement states: I, Meng Tingxun, promise Gan Qi that, through friendly consultation, we have decided to maintain our marriage until after the Lunar New Year, at which time we will peacefully proceed with the divorce. However, during the Lunar New Year, Gan Qi must accompany me to the Meng family's old residence for the New Year's dinner. Both parties must maintain a facade of harmony and neither party may renege on the agreement.

Gan Qi watched it repeatedly, and there shouldn't be any tricks involved.

"Sign and put your fingerprint on it."

Meng Yan: "I've already signed the document, how do I put my fingerprint on it?"

There was no inkpad available late at night.

Gan Qi thought for a moment, then looked down and rummaged through her small bag, pulling out a lipstick.

She unscrewed the lipstick: "Use this instead, put it on your finger and press your fingerprint on it."

Meng Yan: ...

Seeing her take out her lipstick, I was a little surprised: "Don't you not wear makeup? Where did you get this lipstick?"

"I'm a woman, is it strange for me to carry a lipstick with me?"

This was brought back by her best friend Tao Xixi from her trip abroad a long time ago, but Gan Qi has never used it.

But this small detail stirred up a ripple in Meng Yan's heart.

When do women start wearing makeup? It's definitely when they start having romantic feelings for each other.

During their marriage, she always went without makeup and never bought cosmetics, but now that they're discussing divorce, she has lipsticks in her pocket...