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

Zheng Hongjie twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at his innocent-looking younger sister:

"You think it's that simple! If she really is Mrs. Meng, after all the trouble we had with her before, do you think we'll have a good life in the future?"

As always, Mrs. Zheng was shrewd and astute.

She couldn't be happier that Gan Qi was the young mistress of the Meng family—so what if they had a huge grudge before? Her own daughter was a hundred or a thousand times better than Gan Qi. The fact that Gan Qi could marry into the Meng family proved that rich people really could "marry down"!

At that time, under the pretext of repairing the relationship, we can get in touch with Young Master Meng and maybe snatch this rich husband from Gan Qi and give him to our Huihui!

Thinking about it this way, what's in front of me is practically a shortcut to instant success!

"Hongjie, stop criticizing your sister. She's only doing it for your own good!"

Mrs. Zheng quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Our family is almost starving right now, we have to find a way to make money!"

Zheng Huihui was so aggrieved she was almost crying: "I really don't want to live in this shabby house anymore! I can't even get a good night's sleep!"

Zheng Hongjie was somewhat irritated.

"I'm not trying to discourage you, but who is Young Master Meng? He's a man at the very top of the pyramid! How could an ordinary woman like Gan Qi, who you wouldn't even notice in a crowd, possibly climb up to him? The odds are smaller than if I became president."

Despite saying that, Zheng Hongjie was feeling very uneasy.

—He had been to Gan Qi's house once before, and he had met her husband before! His manner of speaking and his demeanor exuded a sense of oppressiveness that kept strangers at bay.

This person is no ordinary individual!

Zheng Hongjie frowned; the more he thought about it, the more unusual it seemed.

Moreover, if Gan Qi really is Mrs. Meng...

I've offended her terribly before... So the only way out right now is to swallow my pride and try to get close to her! I should just let bygones be bygones for all the bad things I did before.

After all, he has now been driven to a dead end by life—he has suffered a complete defeat in his love life, has been blacklisted by the entire industry at work, and even eating has become a problem!

If we could seize this opportunity to connect with Young Master Meng, it might be a shortcut. Who knows, we could turn the tide and rise to the top in one fell swoop!

"elder brother?"

"elder brother?"

"Why are you in a daze?"

Zheng Huihui's voice pulled Zheng Hongjie back to reality.

Zheng Hongjie snapped out of his daze, suppressed the agitation in his heart, and said, "It's nothing..."

He glanced at the pile of cheap secondhand goods on the ground, his brows furrowing: "Let's go, move these junk upstairs first!"

Zheng Huihui pouted with a look of disgust: "Brother, are we really going to use these leftovers from other people?"

"Everything I eat, drink, and use is cheap stuff I picked up from other people. This is not the life I want at all!" She started throwing a tantrum again.

"You think this is the life I want?!"

Zheng Hongjie growled, "You want a good life? You want to be a pampered princess? Then you'd better put up the money! What right do you have to be picky if you don't have any money?!"

Watching from the side, Zheng's mother sighed heavily—"Poverty-stricken families face a hundred sorrows; this saying is absolutely true!"

When you have money, the family is harmonious; when you don't have money, even the smallest things can cause a huge argument!

"Let's go up first, it's cold outside."

The family clattered and banged as they carried the junk upstairs.

In the dark and cramped rented room, the old light bulbs flickered, the walls were damp, and even the wardrobe smelled of mildew.

Zheng Huihui pinched her nose. She still hadn't gotten used to this dilapidated house; it was practically uninhabitable!

Zheng's mother repeatedly scrubbed the secondhand pot that had just been brought up, until her hands were red from washing. When she came out, she couldn't help but sigh.

Zheng Hongjie sat on the narrow sofa, smoking one cigarette after another, filling the room with the acrid smell of smoke.

In the past, she would have nagged him to smoke less and take care of his health; but now, with life so stifling, she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth.

Zheng's mother sat down next to her son, afraid of upsetting him.

"Hongjie, there's something I have to tell you!"

She hesitated for a long time before finally speaking. Zheng Hongjie glanced at his mother sideways and asked, "What is it?"

Zheng's mother: "When you were with Zhao Qingqing, you bought her so many designer bags and jewelry, spending hundreds of thousands of yuan, right? Now that you've broken up, can't you ask her for those things back? I heard from Huihui that those high-end designer items can fetch a lot of money even if sold secondhand! If we get them back and exchange them for cash, at least we won't have to live like this, picking up trash anymore!"

This wasn't the first time Zheng Hongjie had heard his mother mention this.

He frowned, suppressing his anger: "Mom! How many times have I told you! You can't get it back! Those were all gifts I gave her voluntarily, normal expenses during our relationship."

"Normal expenses? Is that what you call normal expenses?!"

Zheng's mother stomped her feet in distress, "That Zhao Qingqing is a vixen! She spends money like a bottomless pit, and she has a terrible temper! Now that we've broken up, she won't even give you a penny back! How could you be so stupid!"

As she spoke, Zheng's mother resorted to her old trick, feigning a heart ache:

"I'm going to the temple on the mountain to burn incense and pray to Buddha tomorrow... I want to ask the Bodhisattva, you've been so smart since you were a child, how come you always fall for women? You were cheated out of so much money by Wenwen before, and now Zhao Qingqing has drained your savings! Why do you always suffer at the hands of women!"

The more Zheng's mother thought about it, the more aggrieved she became—her son had been tall and handsome since he was a child, the school's heartthrob, and had a lot of female admirers!

How come I'm doing so badly in middle age, getting scammed by women every time?

Zheng Huihui came out of the kitchen and immediately chimed in, "Yes, Wenwen and Zhao Qingqing, I hate both of them! One pretends to be stupid but is actually ruthless; the other is shrewd and domineering. They don't deserve to be my sister-in-law at all! My brother is just too kind, that's why they deceived him!"

"That's enough! Shut up, everyone!"

Zheng Hongjie slammed his hand on the table. He loathed their behavior and used their scolding to vent his dissatisfaction with life.

"What's the point of saying all this now?! Instead of wasting time on this, you should think about how to go out and make more money!"

Xu Jingran also felt wronged: "Since you two came to the city, you've been eating and drinking my food, but haven't you ever shared any of my burdens?"

This probing question left both Zheng's mother and Zheng Huihui speechless.

Zheng Hongjie lit another cigarette and went to the balcony to smoke it; he was thoroughly fed up.

Does he want to live like a stray dog? Does he want to live in such a dilapidated house and live such a penniless life?

He wants to get rich quick more than anyone else!

Looking at the furnishings in this dilapidated house, Zheng Hongjie had an idea: perhaps Gan Qi's identity was the turning point in his current predicament?

We must determine whether Gan Qi is actually Mrs. Meng!

He has been fired from his company and blacklisted by the entire industry, with no chance of making a comeback. Meng Shao, a powerful figure with connections everywhere, is a great opportunity for him. As long as he can grasp this lifeline, he can turn his life around at any time.

Even if Young Master Meng himself doesn't agree to personally mentor him, as long as he holds the secret of Gan Qi's identity as Young Master Meng's wife, he can always get some leverage from her.