Get your certificate in 1 hour! After a flash marriage with a wealthy heir

Gan Qi looked out the window inadvertently, always feeling uncomfortable.

It seemed like a pair of eyes were staring at me unkindly.

"Sister Gan Qi, what's wrong with you?" Xu Jingran thought he hadn't gotten over the shock just now.

"fine."

Gan Qi rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, "I suddenly felt cold for a moment."

Xu Jingran noticed the bag that had been torn on the chair next to her.

"You've been carrying this bag for three or four years, right?"

Gan Qi gestured with her hand, "Five years."

A very practical beige canvas bag. Although it is cheap, it is very thick. Gan Qi has been reluctant to change it for so many years.

"Don't underestimate it. Although it is cheap, it is still a niche brand and pays attention to practicality."

Although it is scratched now, it should not be a big problem if it is mended.

Xu Jingran: "What age are you in? How can you carry a mended bag..."

He said this while thinking about giving Sister Gan Qi a new bag.

"Sister Gan Qi, if you buy a new one, what kind of one would you like to replace it with?"

In fact, Gan Qi likes this old bag very much. She went to buy some decorative cloth stickers online and repaired it with no problem.

Perhaps to Jing Ran, this bag looks rustic and honest, but in fact it has a very large capacity, which is very suitable for a woman like Gan Qi who carries a lot of odds and ends with her when she goes out.

Unfortunately, many factories no longer produce this style.

"Leave it to me, I know a friend who makes bags." Xu Jingran said with a refreshing smile on his face.

Gan Qi joked: "If you can find the exact same one, I'm willing to pay three times the price."

Xu Jingran was very happy that Sister Gan Qi finally had a place where she could be used.

At this moment.

Inside the black Rolls-Royce at the intersection diagonally across from the barbecue restaurant.

The driver cautiously reminded: "Mr. Meng, do you want to call Madam?"

Meng Yan closed his lips tightly and stared at the two people by the window with piercing eyes.

Just a few minutes ago, when his motorcade was driving at the intersection, Meng Yan closed his eyes and meditated as usual.

There seemed to be a traffic accident ahead, so the traffic flow was unusually slow.

When the journey resumed, the sharp-eyed assistant hurriedly reminded Meng Yan who was resting beside him.

"Mr. Meng, is that Madam?"

When Meng Yan opened his eyes, the scene in front of him was Xu Jingran helping Gan Qi push the electric car. A man and a woman were very close to each other, talking to each other and whispering something.

Gan Qi's white chiffon shirt and jeans were very easy to recognize, and Meng Yan could tell at a glance that the woman was his legal wife.

Meng Yan:!

When the two of them sat down, he finally saw the young man next to Gan Qi clearly.

That familiar face was none other than Xu Jingran, a young talent he had met at the dinner party not long ago.

At this moment, Meng Yan's black foldable screen phone was held in the palm of his hand, and he was hesitant to make a call.

Ask her where she is at this time?What are you doing?

Let’s see if she can find excuses to deal with herself!

However, after just a few seconds, he gave up the idea.

I’m not that boring!

Behind the Rolls-Royce were several luxury cars. As the traffic lights turned from red to green, the convoy passed majestically.

Xu Jingran, who was standing by the window, suddenly pointed out the window and said, "Look, the Rolls-Royce fleet."

Unfortunately, Gan Qi was lowering her head and replying to Tao Xixi's message.

"I'm so annoyed. They say the class reunion is all about showing off their wealth! This meal is really boring."

"Then have you met the school sweetheart you miss so much?"

When Gan Qi raised her head after replying the message and looked in the direction of Jing Ran's finger, the convoy had already gone away.

Only the vague tail of a car loomed.

Xu Jingran felt sorry for her: "Among the luxury cars that just passed by...one of them was occupied by the young master of the Meng Group himself."

"Ah? Could it be what you said before..."

"Yes, Meng Tingxun, the eldest son of the richest Meng family."