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

"No, you can eat first."

Wenwen has long been accustomed to being the last one to eat every day. .

My sister-in-law came forward with a smile and sat beside Wenwen's bed. "Sister-in-law, how did sister Gan Qi and our brother-in-law meet? My brother-in-law is so outstanding."

Wen Wen would not tell her the truth about how Gan Qi and Meng Yan got married in a flash after just one hour of knowing each other. She only said: "I don't know, it's probably fate."

Zheng Huihui had gossip written all over her face.

She didn't believe that Gan Qi, an older leftover girl who worked on the line every day, suddenly found such a handsome guy.

Although Meng Yan's brother-in-law does not own his own house, he works in a large company and is so generous, so he has a promising future.

"Let me reveal it."

Zheng Huihui was mysterious: "Isn't this Meng Yan invited by Sister Gan Qi to act?"

Wenwen glanced at her and realized that college students have rich imaginations.

"how can that be?"

Who gets so much money for acting?

Crazy?

Zheng Huihui was originally shocked by Meng Yan's tall and handsome appearance, but later learned that he came from an ordinary family and initially disapproved of it.

Looking at his movements now, he doesn't look like an ordinary worker at all!

Zheng Huihui: "I always feel that this brother-in-law is weird. His conditions are not as bad as you describe."

Wen Wen: "I don't know then. Anyway, Sister Gan Qi has a good relationship with him. That's enough."

On the small bed, Lele rolled around holding a huge box of chocolates without feeling sleepy at all.

Zheng Huihui volunteered: "Sister-in-law, go and have a few bites, and I'll put her to sleep."

"Need not."

"We are all a family. It's too hard for you to take care of Lele every day. Let me help you share the burden."

Seeing her firm attitude, Wenwen simply stopped refusing.

"Okay, you look at it for me for a while, and I'll go out and chat with my cousin."

"Okay, sister-in-law."

The moment Wenwen walked out of the bedroom, she felt a trace of guilt in her heart:

My sister-in-law, who has always been selfish, has finally become sensible. Am I usually too cold to her?

Zheng Huihui's sister-in-law and her mother-in-law love to gossip all year round, but Wenwen avoids them every time, so getting along with them over the years is not painful.

Now Zheng Huihui takes the initiative to help her take care of Lele, and Wenwen is a little embarrassed.

When we arrived at the living room, everyone was already seated around the table.

Gan Qi took the initiative to let Wen Wen sit next to him, "The chicken is getting better and better. Wen Wen, with your skills, you can become a chef in a restaurant."

My sister praised Wen Wen without hesitation.

Wen Wen blushed, and her eyes fell on the elbow that had been opened, looking at the skin of the elbow that had been pinched to pieces and the marks poked by chopsticks.

She hurriedly explained: "The elbow was so cooked that the skin fell off. I, being inexperienced, pricked it with chopsticks and it looked ugly."

As he said this, Wen Wen and Zheng Hongjie glanced at each other casually. His wife tried to smooth things over for her sister's gluttony, but Zheng Hongjie had no shame on his face.

Gan Qi is not a fool.

You can guess with your toes that this elbow is the "masterpiece" of sister-in-law Wenwen. In order to take care of her sister's face, she said:

"The elbows you make are always good! Are you in a hurry because there are so many people at dinner this time?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was quite harmonious.

Zheng Hongjie took the initiative to pour a glass of wine and wanted to have a drink with Meng Yan.

Meng Yan pushed with his fair hand: "I don't drink, and I have to drive later."

"It's a small cup of wine."

Zheng Hongjie had a smile on his face and showed the attentive attitude that he always had when drinking with customers.

"I really don't drink."

Meng Yan's expression remained calm and his tone was calm and authoritative.

He didn't want to repeat the same thing a third time.