The air was silent for about five or six seconds.

Meng Yan's fair face suddenly turned red, turned around and trotted back to his bedroom barefoot.

Note that he is running at a trot, and his movements are very agile, just like Gan Qi's movement when he closed the door last night.

To be honest, until Gan Qi opened the door and came back, his mind hadn't realized that he was married. He wrapped himself in a bath towel as usual and walked out of the bedroom casually.

When I saw the breakfast on the table, I was still surprised as to why Sister Zhang made today's breakfast so simple. (Sister Zhang is the nanny in charge of breakfast at his home)

While wandering in a daze, Gan Qi opened the door and came back with the buns in hand.

Gan Qi was still stunned, and a sentence came to his mind: He has the habit of running around without clothes.

His master bedroom, bathroom, and dressing room are all fully equipped, but he is actually standing in the living room wrapped in a bath towel?

But the way he trotted just now was really funny, even a little cute.

Like a big girl who was taken advantage of.

She walked to the dining table and put the bun down in front of his seat, then turned to wash her hands.

In just two or three minutes, when Meng Yan appeared in front of Gan Qi again, he was wearing a straight shirt and even a tight tie.

With a sullen face, as if he had lost 500 million, he pulled up his chair and sat at the dining table with a serious expression.

There was suddenly a woman in the room, and he wasn't used to it yet.

When he was at Shanshui Villa, the entire first floor was his range of activities. He usually didn't speak and no one dared to disturb him.

The second floor is specially paved with a pattern of more than ten square pebbles, which is an area specially designed for walking barefoot. It is a rare leisure time for him.

I was in such a mess today, as if I was a pervert.

This woman must have done it on purpose.

She pretended to go out in the morning and came back on purpose when she was not wearing any clothes. What a scheming move!

"Mr. Meng, are these steamed buns delicious?" Gan Qi suddenly asked.

"Um……"

Meng Yan replied coldly.

Gan Qi: "Actually, the ones I make are more delicious. I'll show you my hand when I'm not busy."

She acted as if nothing had happened, chatting carelessly.

"Ah."

She was looking for a way out for herself, but somehow she broke through Meng Yan's defense just now. As a man, you must be generous!

Since he dropped the topic, let's just talk about it ourselves.

"What brand is this bun?"

"Ok?"

Gan Qi choked, covered her mouth with her right hand and coughed, "Mr. Meng, what did you say?"

What brand is the bun? Is this person kidding?

"I bought it from the breakfast stall downstairs. Are you asking about the name of the store?"

Meng Yan: "Food products also have their own brands. Are you buying Sanwu products?"

Gan Qi opened his round eyes. He couldn't understand how a normal person could say such a conversation to the most ordinary bun on the street.

"This stall is called 'Nutritious Breakfast' and there are a lot of people queuing up."

Meng Yan realized that it was indeed a three-no product.

"Can hygiene be guaranteed?"

"It might work……"

Meng Yan usually wouldn't eat anything from the stall. If the nanny at home did this, he would definitely scold him.

"In the future, you can book at the hotel instead of eating from the stalls." He said in a calm tone.

Want to book a steamed bun at a hotel?

Gan Qi was surprised and then suddenly realized that this person was pretending to be 13!

Are all senior white-collar workers working in big companies so particular about their lives?

"By the way, I have something to ask you." Gan Qi suddenly remembered something important.

She wanted to ask him yesterday.

"what's up?"

Meng Yan did not raise his head, and his tone sounded like someone was giving a report.

From the past few times, Gan Qi noticed that he had this problem with his speech. He inadvertently revealed the attitude of a small leader. Although he was modest and elegant on the surface, he was probably very strong in his heart.

Gan Qi put down her chopsticks, "I was wondering, should we hide our marriage from our family?"

When the two were on a blind date, they clearly mentioned this issue, and at that time they reached a consensus: the early stages of the marriage were to be adjusted, and how to tell the family members was entirely up to one's own will.

After all, you are a member of your own family, so you can hide things, and you can also tell them frankly.

——How long this marriage can survive depends on whether the two can successfully get along.

Gan Qi has been struggling for the past two days. It seems unrealistic to deliberately hide it from those relatives. She is frank and afraid of trouble.

Meng Yan lowered his head.

"This is something you can decide based on your family situation."

Anyway, he had already told his mother about getting the certificate, and the housekeeper, driver, assistant, and cousin at home all knew about it.

But he didn't allow them to interfere, let alone overreach.

Gan Qi understood what he meant. It didn't matter whether he told the truth to his family or not, as long as it didn't cause trouble to their current lives.

"Okay, then I'll watch over here."

After finishing the meal, I packed up and was about to leave. It was time to go to work at this time.

Meng Yan suddenly called Gan Qi, with a slightly complicated expression on his face, "Miss Gan."

"Ok?"

Gan Qi put her bag on her body and looked back at him.

I thought to myself: Are you still angry about what happened when you accidentally saw him just now?

But Meng Yan asked: "Our marriage is a rented house, do you mind?"

Gan Qi was surprised and smiled at him carelessly: "It's good to have such a nice place to live. Let's both work hard and buy a big house together later."

She really doesn't mind. It's not that she has no requirements in life, but she clearly knows that the situation at this moment is already a relatively comfortable situation at this stage of life.

Anyway, the future is still long, as long as I work harder, I will be fine in the future.

Meng Yan expressionlessly took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a black bank card and put it on the table.

"The password is six zeros. Use this when you need to buy something in the future."

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