The benefactor said he was tired of playing and wanted to marry me

Even if Ou Yi's friends are not powerful or rich three generations, they are self-made business stars who have made some achievements. Naturally, it is impossible to be so polite to a friend's plaything.

When Meng Chengying was first taken care of by Ou Yi, although they didn't directly embarrass him on the surface—after all, these successful people still want face and won't care about playthings like him—but they never took it seriously. Seeing Meng Chengying, I just think he is a little kid being kept.

At most, I am a little curious, what kind of character can make an exception for Mr. Ou, who is ascetic and ascetic?

But when he met the real person, he found that although Meng Chengying's appearance was good-looking, he couldn't reach the level of shocking heaven and man.His personality and demeanor are neither slutty and seductive, nor indifferent and self-sufficient, just the most ordinary and boring, lively young man with a bit of youthfulness.If there is any difference, it is probably the noble aura that he exudes in his gestures, as if he was raised by a rich family, polite and courteous, and he advances and retreats with ease.

Maybe Mr. Ou would like this one, right?They winked.

It wasn't until later when the few people chatted about the people around them that they realized that Meng Chengying had never asked Ou Yi for a car, a house, or any luxuries.Ou Yi gave him the card, and at the end of the month Ou Yi would receive the bill, and found that the money he spent was pitifully small, either he bought clothes to wear to see Ou Yi, or it was money spent on Ou Yi.

He always delivered lunch to Ou Yi at noon every day. Regardless of whether Ou Yi ate or not, he prepared it carefully and delivered it without delay. This was already his biggest monthly expense.

Ou Yi's friends naturally felt wrong when they heard it. Many of them had experienced many battles and were not as unfamiliar with the market as Ou Yi, so they enthusiastically offered their ideas: "Does he want something else?"

One asked: "Is it because his parents are seriously ill and want you to help find a doctor to replace their organs?"

"His parents have passed away." Ou Yi replied.

Another asked: "Then is he a young actor who wants to ask you for resources?"

"No." Ou Yi shook his head: "He seems to be a student, and he is tired of studying and doesn't want to go to class every day, so he stays at home and brings me lunch every day."

"That's really weird." The person next to him was also a little confused, "Don't do this, don't do that, and he is so kind to you every day, and you have to pay for a nanny. He warms the bed for free and can send meal."

"I earned it." Someone teased.

These people still regard Meng Chengying as an insignificant little thing who may have other intentions. Only Ou Yi bought a small second-floor in the city center after returning home and asked him to move in, and he was equipped with a car by the way.

"I...I don't know how to drive." Meng Chengying held the car keys in his hand with a confused look on his face.

"It's okay, if you don't know how to go to school, I will pay for your tuition." Ou Yi said, "It is always good to learn one more skill."