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

After Meng Chengying and Meng Gan said their goodbyes, they always felt something strange in their hearts.Maybe he really didn't notice it, or maybe it was the subconscious in his heart that made him not want to find out, but in the end he still didn't think of anything.Just when he received a call from Wu Yao asking him to go out to play, Meng Chengying let go of his doubts.

Meng Chengying was caught in a relationship dispute recently, and she hadn't come out with Wu Yao for a long time, so the two chatted for a while involuntarily, and went to the bar after dinner to continue chatting.

Because there were only two of them, they also went to the bar, so they didn't open a private room, just sat by the bar, ordered a glass of wine casually, and chatted in a low voice.

The two of them were chatting excitedly when suddenly someone stepped in from the side and brought two glasses of wine and put them on the table.Wu Yao was originally a somewhat arrogant character, now he was even more displeased to be hastily interrupted by a stranger, and raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"

In fact, he was very polite when he said that, because he often comes to this bar, and basically everyone in the bar recognizes him as the young master of the Wu family. When they see him chatting with Meng Chengying, they are very conscious and will not touch him on purpose. Mildew.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a very greasy face, his face was a little strange, and he didn't seem to be a member of their circle.While smiling, he wanted to put his hand on Wu Yao's shoulder obscenely: "May I buy you a drink?"

Meng Chengying thought that this person should be a stunned young man, otherwise it would be impossible not to recognize Wu Yao, let alone not take herself seriously.

But Meng Chengying dressed very casually today, a short-sleeved white shirt and a pair of trousers underneath. If others don't recognize his face, he really looks like an ordinary college student.And his clothes are all handmade, and it is impossible to have any conspicuous logo, which caused this passer-by who wanted to strike up a conversation with Wu Yao not to take Meng Chengying seriously.

Just as he was about to speak, Wu Yao impatiently avoided passerby A's hand: "Are you sick?"

And that passer-by A lost face under the eyes of the crowd—he naturally didn’t know that the audience was actually waiting to see him make a fool of himself—and he was a little annoyed, and said under his throat: "Come and let me play, what's wrong? Isn't it just to come out?" Selling, it is better to take the business of such a poor man with me, and you will not be missing?"

Meng Chengying didn't get angry when he was treated as a poor ghost, he simply kept his mouth shut, knowing that passerby A had a miserable day, so he kindly didn't go up to add to the flames.

Sure enough, Wu Yao backhanded the wine in the glass to the head of passerby A. Before he could get angry, he pointed at his nose and cursed: "Play? I want to come out to play every day. Your mother is not enough for you." Playing? Oh no, I think your orientation should be playing with your dad. Are you free to bring your dad out for everyone to play with?"

Passerby A naturally didn't expect that a person like Wu Yao with a delicate and good-looking face would be so poisonous when he opened his mouth, so he froze in place.While the surrounding people were quietly talking about something, Meng Chengying had good ears, and vaguely heard someone in a booth not far away praising Wu Shaoniu.

But Wu Yao saw that Passerby A didn't respond, so he sneered, "Why? Don't you want to? Everyone else is Jinwuzang Jiao, and you are Jinwuzang's father?"

Meng Chengying was also taken aback, but Wu Yao's skills became more profound after not seeing him for a while.And the people in that booth started to stand up and applaud, and there were even cheers in the distance.

Who are they... Meng Chengying thought.

Wu Yao seemed to have calmed down a bit after scolding, and put his arms around Meng Chengying's neck and pulled him over: "You still say he is a poor ghost? His pocket money is enough to cover your father for a lifetime!"

"Leave his father alone..." Meng Chengying whispered.It's not that he can't stand Wu Yao's scolding, but he doesn't want to spoil his father.

Passerby A finally came back to his senses, looked at the playful eyes of the people around him, seemed to realize that Meng Chengying and Wu Yao were not people he could offend, and wanted to leave resentfully, and whispered unwillingly before leaving: "There is So what about the money, the words are parents, the swearing is so ugly..."

Unexpectedly, Wu Yao had good ears, and rolled his eyes at his back: "When I swear, I swear, and I'm happy when you get angry, so why don't you abide by any rules not to swear at your parents? Why don't you select a moral model for swearing? Swear at you What's wrong with your parents, if you don't want them to be scolded, just don't go out to scold them yourself, the biggest reason why your parents are scolded is that they gave birth to and raised your placenta."

"Really, dear?" Then Wu Yao maintained the posture of holding Meng Chengying, and kissed him on the face.

"Okay, Brother Yao, forget it..." Meng Chengying knew that Wu Yao would go crazy if he drank too much, so he helplessly pulled him to sit down.And after Wu Yao sat down obediently following his strength, he was still muttering unhappily: "I've been an intern in my company for the past two days. I was supposed to be an ordinary employee, but I met several idiots like that..."

Meng Chengying understood, it seemed that Passerby A just hit Wu Yao's muzzle.But he didn't accuse Wu Yao of anything, just watched him muttering while holding a wine glass, taking time to play with his mobile phone.

The screen lit up, and a message from Meng Ganhe popped up.He didn't say anything important, as if he was bored and chatted with Meng Chengying.On the other hand, Wu Yao, who was opposite Meng Chengying, was already completely immersed in his own world, muttering something in a low voice, so Meng Chengying ignored him, and just responded to Meng Ganhe's messages one after another.

Meng Ganhe: What did Ou Yi mean by "Second Household" that day?

Ying: Nephew, why are you so gossip lately?

Ying: Leave him alone, everything about him and Pei Ruyi is giving me a headache.

Meng Ganhe: Since both of them give you a headache, if there is a third person, will you simply cut the mess and leave them alone?

This is already the most obvious hint Meng Ganhe can make.

Meng Chengying stared at the screen for a while, gradually withdrew her smile, bowed her head and thought for a while before replying, her tone was calm, as if she was just saying the most common thing: Don't, wouldn't that be more troublesome, my little one repeats Chance sad.

After replying, he let out a long breath, turned off the screen directly, and pushed the phone aside.And Wu Yao, who had been neglected for a long time, began to mutter unhappily: "Come out to play with you, you just play with your phone and don't chat with me..."

"Okay, okay." Meng Chengying responded, put the phone upside down on the table with the screen facing down, then spread his hands at Wu Yao, and then got a shallow smile.Although the owner of the smile was already half drunk, the dazed smile was still captivating.And Meng Chengying also took the wine glass, clinked it lightly with him, then raised her head and drank the whole glass.

"That's right, it's like this when you come out to play." Wu Yao clapped his hands like a child, then took the wine bottle from one side, and poured him another glass, but Meng Chengying drank it down without saying anything.

And everything that was happening was seen by a person sitting in a corner.The man held his phone tightly, his fingertips even trembling slightly, and there was still a message on the screen of his phone that had not been answered.