Meng Yanzhi?
When he heard this name, Mr. Wen felt a thunderclap in his mind—wasn't this the young master of the Meng Family who had recently appeared in the financial news?
The Meng Family!
In Jing City, they are a family with reputation, stature, and heritage. The Wen Family, in front of the Meng Family, is just an ant.
And the Gao Family, compared to the Meng Family, is at most just a slightly bigger ant.
"Are you really Meng Yanzhi?" Mr. Wen couldn't hide his excitement.
"Genuine."
Meng Yanzhi shrugged. If it weren't for his grandfather insisting on a wedding, Meng Yanzhi wouldn't have bothered with Mr. Wen.
...
"Thank you."
Coming out of the restaurant, for the first time experiencing Mr. Wen's enthusiastic fatherly love, Wen Yun didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Before meeting Meng Yanzhi, he kept demanding that she get a divorce.
But after meeting, his attitude completely changed. To say he was fawning over Meng Yanzhi would not be an exaggeration.
