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

Meng Yan was secretly shocked.

The young bodyguard was nicknamed "Little Knife". He was young but had been following him for many years.

He has always been very skilled and neat in doing things.

Coupled with her fair and clean appearance, Gan Qi unexpectedly remembered her so much.

Xiaodao has always been very responsive, so when he saw the eldest young master and eldest young mistress looking at him from a distance, he was also surprised.

He quickly made a judgment and reached out to say hello as if nothing had happened.

"it is good."

Gan Qi smiled and said, "Hello! Are you one of the people who sent my husband home that night? I feel like you know each other."

The day Meng Yan got drunk, several colleagues in black suits escorted him home.

The scene was so shocking that it was hard not to leave an impression.

Xiaodao smiled and replied: "Yes, what a coincidence."

He was sweating secretly in his heart: Young Madam Meng has such good eyesight!

Gan Qi: "Do you live here too?"

Fortunately, Xiao Dao responded quickly: "Yes, I rent a house here. Your husband was drunk that day, and a group of colleagues wanted to take him back. I happened to live in the same community, so I paid some driving fees to help take him back. .”

"oh, I see."

Gan Qi thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay. I usually drive an online car-hailing service and occasionally drive for others to make ends meet."

"We are all neighbors, let's talk if we have anything to do in the future."

"okay, thank you."

After the greetings, Gan Qi gently held Meng Yan's arm and prepared to take the elevator.

Before turning around, Meng Yan glanced at Xiaodao with a meaningful look.

Xiao Dao instantly understood what he meant.

From now on, in the area where Mrs. Gan Qi appears, his personal bodyguard will have to learn to be invisible.

Now that it has been exposed, it is easy for extraneous matters to arise later.

Just entered the house.

Gan Qi received a long message on her phone.

After reading the text message, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh!"

"what happened?"

Meng Yan asked her while changing his shoes.

Gan Qi: "I forgot something important."

The message is from the baking class teacher. The first trial class will be tomorrow morning, which will last two and a half hours.

You need to prepare tedious baking materials such as butter, cake mix, molds, and decorations in advance.

"It's over, it's over!"

She always thought that class time was the day after tomorrow.I haven’t bought anything yet. "

"Ok?"

Gan Qi calmed down: "Mr. Meng, I have to leave early tomorrow. I have a baking course. I may come back later. You don't have to wait for me to eat."

Calculating the time, I have to go out early tomorrow morning to buy baking materials. I need to prepare everything before 9 am, otherwise the class will be delayed.

Meng Yan knew that she was signing up for the class for him, so he pretended not to care.

"Oh, I see."

Thinking of not being able to have dinner together tomorrow morning, my heart felt a little empty.

"What time will you go out tomorrow morning? If you need to buy anything, I will drive you there."

"No, it's too fragmentary. It will probably take a lot of time and will delay your work. I can handle it myself."

Gan Qi is as strong as ever.

It's not like other girls who weakly ask for help.

Meng Yan sighed secretly: Why don't you look like a woman...

Early the next morning.

When Meng Yan finished washing, he opened the door.

There is a cartoon insulated lunch box prominently placed on the restaurant table, and inside it is a loving breakfast prepared in advance.

It turned out that Gan Qi went out as quickly as possible at dawn and ran to buy various baking materials.

On the phone, there was a message from Gan Qi early in the morning:

"Mr. Meng, I'm going out first. Breakfast is ready. You must eat in advance today. Don't go hungry and be squeezed by the boss."

Meng Yan lowered his head and looked at this warm message.

It feels warm and warm that my wife cares about me.

Meng Yan carried the cartoon insulated lunch box and sat in his Rolls-Royce.

The assistant saw him weighing another cartoon lunch box, "Mr. Meng, do you need to go to the company to heat it up for you?"

"No, it's still warm."