I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

Ji Yu slept very comfortably. When he woke up, Yuan Shenghe was still not there.

Thinking he got up early and went downstairs like yesterday, he lay in bed for a while.

The bathroom door suddenly opened and Yuan Shenghe walked out.

He has changed his clothes.

The solid-colored suit outlines the man's tall figure, but you can vaguely see the muscle lines that can hardly be covered by the shirt.

Not particularly outstanding, but very beautiful.

Ji Yu had a deep understanding of this point. After all, he had experienced it twice yesterday.

But that's exactly why it's even harder to imagine.

Such a man who looks well-dressed, cold and noble on the surface can actually have such a shameless side.

"What are you thinking about?" Yuan Shenghe asked casually when he saw him staring at him blankly.

Ji Yu blurted out: "Miss your shamelessness."

Yuan Shenghe: "..."

When Ji Yu met his gaze, he realized that he had accidentally spoken his true feelings, but he was only embarrassed for a second.

Anyway, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

"Go wash up and go downstairs for breakfast. I have to go to the company later." Yuan Shenghe didn't argue with him.

Ji Yu’s eyes rolled.

"Put aside your little thoughts. Even if you run away like you did yesterday, I can still find you."

As soon as Yuan Shenghe saw his expression, he knew what he was planning.

Ji Yu’s eyes widened. He didn’t say anything, so how did the other party know what he was thinking?

A few minutes later, Ji Yu came out after washing up and Yuan Shenghe had already gone downstairs.

He saw a new set of clothes on the bedside table, and he didn't know when it was brought in.

When he put on his clothes and went downstairs, he saw Yuan Shenghe sitting at the dining table.

"Come here and sit over here."

Yuan Shenghe pointed to the seat next to him.

Seeing that breakfast was already placed in front of him, Ji Yu decided not to go against his stomach.

As soon as he sat down, he reached out for the fried sugar cake which smelled the best, but was stopped by a pair of chopsticks.

"You can only eat this now." Under his accusing gaze, Yuan Shenghe pushed a bowl of bland white porridge in front of him.

Ji Yu: “…Why?”

Yuan Shenghe: "You had diarrhea so many times yesterday, your stomach hasn't recovered yet, you shouldn't eat fried food."

Ji Yu said unhappily: "Then why do you have to make all this? Didn't you eat it either?"

Don't think he couldn't see it. All the other breakfast items had been moved, but this plate of fried sugar cakes was still intact.

"Mr. Ji, this is what the chef made for you, but the chef doesn't know your situation."

The butler beside him explained.

Seeing that his eyes were still glued to the fried sugar cake, Yuan Shenghe said, "Take this away."

Ji Yu watched the housekeeper carry the things back to the kitchen, cursing in his heart, "What a bastard."

"You cursed me in your heart." Yuan Shenghe used a declarative sentence.

Ji Yu perfunctorily said: "You are really smart."

Yuan Shenghe paused.

After breakfast, Ji Yu said goodbye to Yuan Shenghe: "Thank you for your hospitality today. If there is nothing else, I will go home."

He had just taken two steps when he was pulled back by Yuan Shenghe, and the two of them came to the garden outside.

The gardener who was trimming the flowers and plants left tactfully.

"Move here and someone will pick you up from get off work every day."

Yuan Shenghe would keep silent, but once he opened his mouth he would hit people's weak spots.

When Ji Yu heard that someone was going to pick him up from get off work, his DNA started to move violently, but he still refused.

"A nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own doghouse."

Yuan Shenghe was not surprised. "You don't need to refuse so quickly. You can think about it slowly."

Ji Yu did not comment.

Going to bed with Yuan Shenghe was one thing, and he enjoyed it anyway, so it was even for both parties.

But forget about being someone else's canary.

That's the treatment for the protagonist, not cannon fodder like him.

Being a cannon fodder and a canary means you are not dying fast enough.

Seeing that he was unshakable, Yuan Shenghe looked at him with a serious look.

Ji Yu walked to the door and suddenly stopped: "You are going to work now, right? Give me a ride on the way."

Yuan Shenghe burst out laughing. He was obviously short of money and was reluctant to spend even on taxi fare. Faced with the temptation offered by him, he did not waver at all.

Ordinary people might feel inferior because of this, but he did not hide the fact that he had no money and was honest and frank.

This was Ji Yu's second time riding in Yuan Shenghe's luxury car.

The car quickly drove away from Yutingyuan where the villa was located. As the most expensive area in the city center of Yunhai City, the price per square meter here is hundreds of thousands.

At just one glance, Ji Yu confirmed that this was a place where he could never afford to buy a toilet even if he worked hard all his life.

Ten minutes later, the black Cullinan stopped in the underground garage of a building hundreds of stories high.

"Take Mr. Ji home." Yuan Shenghe got out of the car and said to the driver.

The driver immediately responded: "Yes, sir."

Ji Yu said: "Don't bother the driver, I can go back by myself."

Yuan Shenghe saw that he said so but had no intention of getting off, so he smiled and said, "The driver doesn't have anything to do next, so it's not a problem."

Ji Yu pressed his lips and said, "Okay then."

It was half an hour later when we returned to the old neighborhood on Wutong Road.

Ji Yu got off the car, thanked the driver and turned to walk into the community.

The driver watched him go in before driving away.

Ji Yu returned to his rental house and threw himself onto the soft bed.

These two days were a bit exciting. As an honest man, he had actually planned to remain single for the rest of his life.

It felt like I was back in time three years ago when I first found myself transported into a novel.

It was like his feet were on the clouds, making him unable to feel much reality.

Just when Ji Yu fell asleep, a photo of him getting out of a luxury car was posted in the class group.