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

"I knew it! If I went with you, I'd see if she dared not tell the truth!"

Originally, Zheng Huihui was supposed to come to see Wenwen with her mother, but Zheng's mother felt that there were too many conflicts between Wenwen and Huihui, and that they had had too many unpleasant arguments. She was afraid that it would affect the outcome, so she did not let her daughter come along.

Unexpectedly, even after putting on a fawning smile, I still couldn't get any information out of him.

Mother Zheng: "This girl has become very shrewd now, and her words are harsh and hurtful. Her eloquence has also improved, which is really infuriating."

"I told you, I never liked her. Her previous naivety was all an act. This kind of wicked woman has ruined my brother so much, I will never let her get away with this!" Zheng Huihui gritted her teeth.

Zheng's mother returned home dejectedly.

It's a very old apartment building, at least 30 years old.

Zheng Hongjie rented a two-bedroom apartment on the top floor for them to live together.

The stairwells were piled with garbage thrown by residents, and the whole community was lifeless. It was inhabited by elderly people, and the place looked dilapidated.

Zheng Huihui was waiting for her mother at the entrance of the residential compound.

The two of them really disliked their new place.

“I don’t even want to go upstairs in this kind of house. The furniture in the house smells musty,” Zheng Huihui said.

"It would be good to ease the burden on your brother, after all, he is going through a special period and needs to get through this time."

Although Zheng's mother said that, she was actually quite uncomfortable with this place.

Her relatives from her hometown will be visiting soon. If they find out she lives in such an old house, won't they laugh at her?

She often boasted to people in her hometown that her son was very capable, worked for a big company, had a bright future, and earned tens of thousands of yuan a month.

Now, if their relatives saw their situation, they would lose all face.

When I called her a couple of days ago, Zheng's mother used the excuse of feeling unwell to postpone the date when her relatives came to visit her.

This is so embarrassing! I need to find a way to help my son recover quickly.

Zheng Huihui looked down at her fingernails and muttered:

“My manicure is almost completely worn out and I haven’t gotten it fixed. My hair also needs a treatment, but my brother won’t give me any money anymore.”

Zheng's mother sighed: "We can't keep relying on your brother. You're so beautiful, it's not right for you to just hang around all day without working. You should hurry up and find a job at a big company. If you can snag a rich husband, our family can turn our lives around quickly."

"I'd like to, though. Didn't I fail my interview with Meng's Company before?"

“There’s more than one big company in the world, like the Meng family. Try applying to other big companies. Don’t waste this opportunity. Your brother has been in a bad mood these past few days. If you can make some money, it might cheer him up.”

Just then, Zheng Hongjie returned.

He was carrying large and small bags.

"Hongjie, what is this?" Zheng's mother hurriedly went up to ask.

Zheng Hongjie saw the two of them at the entrance of the residential compound and asked in surprise, "What are you two doing downstairs?"

“I came out with my mom to get some sun,” Zheng Huihui said.

"Brother, what is this?"

Seeing the large and small bags, Zheng Huihui assumed that her brother had bought her something nice.

Zheng Hongjie: "These are household items that I took from my former colleagues' homes. They are things they no longer use. I packed them up and brought them back so we can make do with them for a while."

"What? Use secondhand things that others have already used?" Zheng Huihui was extremely unhappy.

She was still wearing designer clothes at the time. She had always considered herself superior and could not accept living such a shabby life.

Mrs. Zheng opened the bag and looked inside. Inside was a scratched secondhand rice cooker, a frying pan, a small wooden cabinet, and some other miscellaneous household items. Although the items showed signs of use, they were still usable.

"Don't you have to spend money to buy a new one?" Zheng Hongjie asked with a gloomy face.

"Every penny saved now is a penny earned."

As he spoke, he pulled out a half-eaten bag of rice from the bag. "This bag of rice is enough for us to last for two weeks. In the meantime, we need to figure out what to do next and not spend a single extra penny."

Zheng Huihui: "Brother, how did we end up like this?"

She was filled with grievance, and her eyes were red.

Zheng's mother carefully examined these items. Although they were all usable, she considered them all junk.

She sighed inwardly: How did her once promising son end up like this?

Thinking back to when I saw Wenwen this morning, with her bright and beautiful clothes and the vitality she exuded, I felt particularly uneasy.

"Oh! Fate is so unfair!" she exclaimed, pounding her thigh.

"We both got divorced, so why are you in this state now, while Wenwen has plenty to eat and drink and lives a carefree life?"

The wrinkles on her face deepened: "When I saw her this morning, she was like a completely different person."

Zheng Hongjie frowned: "Mom, did you go to see Wenwen today?"

He called Wenwen last night to ask about her brother-in-law, but he didn't get any information. He never expected that his mother would personally come to ask him today.

Zheng Huihui added angrily, "Wenwen has no respect for Mom at all, and she said a lot of nasty things!"

Zheng's mother sighed, feeling increasingly uneasy: "You haven't seen her like this. She even knows how to style her hair now, her clothes look like expensive suits, and even her shoes are designer brands... She's a completely different person from before. It seems she even knows how to put on makeup now; I wonder who she's trying to seduce."

Zheng Huihui: "So flashy!"

Zheng's mother said, "More importantly, I saw that the new phone she was holding seemed to be the latest model of an Apple phone, which must cost over ten thousand yuan, right? It's not cheap!"

"My God! From head to toe, everything she wears is paid for by my brother!" Zheng Huihui became more and more agitated as she spoke, her face puffed up with anger.

Zheng Hongjie also felt quite uncomfortable, and he felt embarrassed when he heard his mother say these words.

Both are divorced, but he, who used to spend money with ease, has fallen to such a state, while Wenwen, who used to be frugal, is living such a glamorous life. The contrast is too tragic.

To provoke her son's fighting spirit, Zheng's mother deliberately added fuel to the fire: "Do you know that she now speaks and acts exactly like that Gan Qi! Sharp-tongued, leaving no room for maneuver, and giving no face to anyone."

Zheng Huihui: "That's right, they're rich and confident now, they got it all from my brother during the divorce!"

Zheng's mother: "Not only is she rich, but she also has a good job, so of course she's got guts. This little vixen has finally shown her true colors!"

Zheng Hongjie's face turned pale and then red, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.

But he said it with a nonchalant air: "Mom, why are you looking for her? Now that we're divorced, I have nothing to do with her anymore."

"I just wanted to ask about Gan Qi."

Mother Zheng sighed, "We've all read that magazine. If Gan Qi really is the eldest daughter-in-law of the Meng family, this is a serious matter! I want to investigate the truth."

"that is!"

Zheng Huihui quickly chimed in, "If she really is Mrs. Meng, we can use this to blackmail her and force her to pay a large sum of hush money!"