Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

The sweet aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs wafted from the kitchen. When Meng Qiqi brought the last dish to the table, Meng Qinqin had already set the table.

The two sisters sat at the dining table, looking at the steaming food, temporarily putting aside the unpleasantness of the day.

"Try it. There's not much sugar this time." Meng Qiqi picked up a piece of pork ribs for her sister. When she saw Meng Qinqin's eyes light up after taking a bite, she felt relieved and served herself a bowl of rice.

Halfway through the meal, Meng Qinqin suddenly put down her chopsticks, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Qiqi, how was your conversation with Duan Yu today? Is he really like the rumors say, a playboy who only knows how to have fun?"

Meng Qiqi almost choked on her rice, so she quickly drank some water to calm herself down.

Thinking of the confrontation in the coffee shop that afternoon, my cheeks couldn't help but feel slightly hot.

"He's not exactly a dandy." She picked the meat off the ribs, "but he doesn't look like a serious person and his words are not polite."

Meng Qinqin held her chin and waited for her to continue.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever Meng Qiqi showed this expression, it must have been something that gave her a headache.

"You know what? He asked me to discuss a takeover, but he ended up talking nonsense the whole time." Meng Qiqi put her chopsticks down on her bowl. "One moment he said he wanted to repay me for saving his life, and the next he asked me to be his companion to some charity dinner."

She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose when she remembered the cedar scent on Duan Yu's body when he leaned in closer. "He was also very touchy-feely, one moment helping me wipe the coffee stain, the next moment pulling my scarf, just like a playboy."

"Ah? He didn't bully you, did he?" Meng Qinqin suddenly became nervous. "I should have gone with you earlier!"

"How could I let him bully me?" Meng Qiqi picked up a piece of greens and put it in her mouth. "I pushed him away on the spot and asked for my scarf back. But this guy looks cynical, but he has a lot of ulterior motives."

She recalled Duan Yu's half-smile in the coffee shop and felt that he was playing a big game. "Suddenly raising the purchase price must have bad intentions."

Meng Qinqin nodded thoughtfully: "Hearing you say that, he seems to be different from the rumors. But Qiqi, what are you going to do? Do you really want to cooperate with him?"

Meng Qiqi poked the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks and thought carefully before saying, "Let's wait and see for now. Since he took the initiative to come to us, he must have his own purpose. And you've seen the current situation of the Meng family. Uncle and his people are completely unreliable."

At this point, she thought of the drawings that Mengqian had torn up during the day, and her eyes became determined. "We have to find a way to take the company back. We can't let my parents' hard work go to waste."

Meng Qinqin reached out and held her hand, feeling the warmth of her sister's palm. "No matter what decision you make, I support you. If that Duan Yu dares to touch you again, I will hit him with my easel!"

"Come on, my great painter, how can you be so intimidating holding your easel?" Meng Qiqi was amused and reached out to pinch her sister's face. "But with your words, I feel more at ease."

As the two were talking, it suddenly started raining outside the window.

Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, mixed with the dripping of the faucet in the kitchen, which was not closed tightly. This dinner seemed particularly heartwarming.

Meng Qiqi got up to close the window, looking at the lights in the distance in the rain, and couldn't help but think of the invitation text message sent by Duan Yu.

"Little fox, I will play this game of chess to the end." She whispered to herself and closed the window tightly.

When she returned to the dining table, she added a spoonful of soup to Meng Qinqin's bowl and said, "Eat quickly, it will get cold soon."

The two sisters continued to eat, and the topic gradually turned to the preparations for Meng Qinqin's next art exhibition.

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