Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Meng Qian’s birthday party was held in the banquet hall on the top floor of Meng Group. The crystal chandeliers illuminated the entire hall.

The place was filled with colorful balloons and flowers. The people who came were all ladies from wealthy families, all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, gathered together and chatted in low voices.

As soon as Meng Qiqi and Meng Qinqin walked in, they felt several pairs of eyes on them.

The two sisters were dressed casually today. Meng Qinqin wore a light blue dress with simple flowers embroidered on the hem, and held a small album of her own paintings in her hands; Meng Qiqi wore a white slim dress and gold-rimmed glasses, looking elegant and graceful.

"Hey, isn't this our great artist and pianist?" Meng Qian walked over, twisting her waist. She was wearing a bright red evening gown and a jade necklace given by her uncle. "I heard you're going to marry into the Duan family? Don't you even look in the mirror? Are you worthy of the Duan family's young master?"

Meng Qinqin's face suddenly turned red. She was soft-hearted and was not good at quarreling.

Meng Qiqi was very calm and said with a smile: "What you said, cousin, whether you are worthy of each other is not up to you. But cousin, I heard that you went on a blind date last month, and people saw you holding the red wine glass upside down. Is this true?"

The people around couldn't help but laugh softly after hearing this.

Meng Qian's face flushed instantly. She stamped her feet and said, "Meng Qiqi, stop spitting blood at me!"

"I'm not talking nonsense," Meng Qiqi shrugged and took out her phone from her handbag. "If you don't believe me, I still have the photos from that time. But don't worry, cousin, I won't send them out casually. After all, we are all family."

Meng Qian was so angry that she was shaking all over. She turned around and pointed her spearhead at Meng Qinqin: "And you, you just paint all day long, and you don't even look at what you are painting. You are wasting Ye Qing's good genes!"

Meng Qinqin bit her lip and was about to say something when Meng Qiqi stood in front of her: "Cousin, you're not right to say that. My sister's painting won a prize at an international art exhibition a few days ago. But cousin, I heard that the teacher of the oil painting class you signed up for advised you not to waste your money?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter around them became even louder.

Meng Qian's face turned red and white, and suddenly she saw a piano in the corner. Her eyes lit up and she said, "Since you are a piano student, do you dare to show off your skills now? If you can't play well, don't pretend to be a talented woman here!"

Meng Qiqi glanced at the piano, smiled and said, "Since cousin wants to see it so much, it's okay for me to play a song."

She walked to the piano and sat down, her fingers lightly pressed on the keys, and melodious piano music suddenly rang out in the hall.

This is a difficult classical piece, but she played it smoothly, and every note was as crisp and beautiful as a bead.

When the song was finished, warm applause broke out in the hall.

Meng Qiqi stood up and nodded to thank everyone, then turned to Meng Qian and said, "Cousin, my level is pretty good, right? If you have any special talents, don't hide them and let everyone see them."

Meng Qian was choked and speechless. Suddenly, she saw the album in Meng Qinqin's hand and snatched it away. "What's so great about painting? Today I will show everyone what you have drawn!"

She opened the album and was stunned - the pictures in it were all about their childhood, including scenes of the family going out to play, and pictures of their parents teaching them to play the piano and paint. Each picture was very vivid and full of emotion.

"These paintings...were drawn by you?" Meng Qian couldn't help but ask.

Meng Qinqin nodded gently: "Yes, I want to draw all the memories of the past." She looked at the album with tears in her eyes, "Although my parents are gone, the love they left us will always be there."

Everyone around fell silent, and many of them had tears in their eyes as they looked at the paintings.

Meng Qian's face turned ugly. She threw the album back to Meng Qinqin and snorted coldly: "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? You are just a bunch of fancy people!"

"Pretentious?" Meng Qiqi sneered. "Cousin, I'm afraid you don't even have pretentiousness. Over the years, my uncle's family has occupied the resources of the Meng Group without achieving any results. If you ask me, the person who really needs to look in the mirror is you, cousin."

Meng Qian was completely enraged. She screamed, "You! Don't go too far!" and was about to pounce on Meng Qiqi and hit her.

Meng Qiqi was quick to act and grabbed her wrist. "Cousin, there are so many people watching here. If you continue to make trouble, you will be embarrassed."

Meng Qian struggled a few times but found that she couldn't get free at all. She was angry and anxious, with tears welling up in her eyes.

At this time, Meng Yi and Yu Qian heard the noise and rushed over. Seeing Meng Qian's appearance, their faces looked very unhappy.

"That's enough!" Meng Yi said with a stern face, "Today is Qianqian's birthday. How can you two sisters be so noisy?"

Meng Qiqi let go of her hand and said with a smile, "Uncle, we didn't mean to cause trouble. It's just that my cousin has been very aggressive. We can't just stand there and let others bully us, right?"

Meng Yi was choked and speechless, and Yu Qian quickly tried to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, we are all family, don't hurt the harmony."

She took Meng Qian's hand and said, "Qian Qian, stop messing around and go greet the guests."

Meng Qian glared at Meng Qiqi and her sister fiercely, then turned and ran away.

Meng Qiqi looked at her back, a sneer appearing on the corner of her mouth.

This is just the beginning. She wants to let her uncle's family know that it is not that easy to bully her sisters.

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In the "Mi Ye" bar late at night, neon lights cast mottled shadows on the glass wine cabinet.

Duan Yu was half lying on the leather sofa, holding his phone with his slender fingers, the blue light of the screen reflected on his cold pale face.

The live video of Meng Qian's birthday party was playing on his phone in a loop. In the video, Meng Qiqi was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and responding to her cousin with a sneer on her lips, which made him unable to help but curl his lips.

"This little girl is really capable." He stroked the edge of the phone with his fingertips, thinking of the jasmine-scented embrace in the airport bathroom.

When she hid herself in the suitcase, her eyelashes trembled nervously, but she managed to deceive the security officer with her sweet smile.

"Master, the documents for the acquisition are ready." A respectful voice came from the darkness.

Duan Yu picked up the whiskey glass and shook it gently, and the amber liquid left a winding trail on the wall of the glass.

Without taking his eyes off the phone screen, he casually said, "Inform everyone. Tomorrow's acquisition of Meng's... will receive an additional 20%."

"Add another 20%?" The subordinate was obviously stunned for a moment, "In this way, Meng Yi might..."

"I just want to make him panic." Duan Yu raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. The arc of his Adam's apple was particularly clear in the dim light. "Hasn't Meng Yi recently wanted to stabilize the Meng family through marriage? I'm determined to make his backyard a fire."

He threw his phone onto the coffee table. The metallic clashing sound was particularly harsh in the silent room. "That Meng Qiqi is no ordinary person. I want to see how she will react when Meng's stock price plummets like a roller coaster."

The subordinate silently took note of the order and was about to leave when he heard Duan Yu mutter to himself, "Little fox, it's my turn to join the game this time."

These words seemed to be spoken to the air, but also seemed to be an invitation to the stubborn figure in the video.

On the other side, in the old house of the Meng family, Meng Yi was sweating anxiously in front of the computer screen.

As soon as the stock market closing bell rang, the share price of Meng Group fell like a kite with a broken string. "How could this happen?"

He grabbed his hair and paced back and forth in the study, "The purchase price we agreed with the Duan family is not this!"

Yu Qian rushed into the study room with her phone in hand. "Meng, check the news! Rumors are circulating online that the Duan family has suddenly raised their acquisition terms, saying that Meng's isn't worth the price at all! Some are even digging up the company's financial problems of recent years..."

Meng Yi grabbed the phone and looked at the overwhelming negative news, his face flushed red: "Someone must be deliberately doing this! Is it that girl Meng Qiqi..."

"What's the point of saying this now?" Yu Qian stamped her feet anxiously. "Qianqian's birthday party has already caused a huge uproar, and now the stock price has plummeted. Those shareholders are definitely going to cause trouble!"

At this time, Meng Qiqi was staying in the room, with dense stock market data jumping on the computer screen.

She wore headphones and listened to Xiao You's report: "Boss, Duan Yu suddenly raised the purchase price, probably targeting you. But now, Meng Yi's shameful accounts can no longer be hidden."

Meng Qiqi twirled her pen, a cold smile curling up at the corner of her mouth. "Duan Yu's move is quite interesting. He wants to muddy the waters and see how I react?"

She pulled up the Meng Group's financial statements and tapped on a few unusual figures. "Send a notice. Send this evidence anonymously to financial reporters. Tomorrow, I'll let Meng Yi experience the pain of being attacked by public opinion."

After hanging up the phone, she walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit Duan family mansion in the distance.

The night breeze blew her long hair, and her phone suddenly vibrated. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number: "Tomorrow afternoon at 3:00, Century Cafe. I want to talk to Miss Meng about the acquisition."

Meng Qiqi stared at the message, the smile on her lips growing wider. She replied with a simple "OK," thinking to herself: Duan Yu, I'll play this game to the end.