After faking his death, he stopped pretending to be a substitute.

After Chu Qian and Song Yanbei reluctantly went out, neither of them spoke. The room was so quiet that one could hear the subtle slurping sound of Chu Yanyi drinking soy milk.

After a long silence, Song Yanxi took the initiative and said, "Are you going to the company today?"

Chu Yanyi raised his cold eyes and glanced at him lightly, then his eyes fell on the soy milk cup in his hand again: "I won't go."

"What are you going to do? Stay at home or go out?"

"At home, not going anywhere."

"What are you doing at home?"

"Mr. Song, you won't talk when you eat or sleep."

"..." Song Yanxi said nothing more, looking at him with slightly lowered eyes.

Chu Yanyi knew that he was staring at her, so he calmly picked up a fried dumpling and put it into his mouth, with a look like "You can see me if you want to".

"Ding--"

The air had just been quiet for a while when the cell phone lying on the sofa rang. It was Chu Yanyi's cell phone. He didn't get up to answer it.

It probably hung up automatically after ringing for nearly a minute, but it rang again within a few seconds.

Chu Yanyi remained indifferent. He picked up a fried dumpling again and put it into his mouth. He chewed it slowly and proved with practical actions what "food is the first priority for the people".

It wasn't until the ring rang for the third time that he reluctantly picked up the phone and answered the call without paying attention to the caller ID: "Hello."

"Chu Yanyi, dad asked you to come over to Bai's house."

After hearing Bai Lian's words, he opened his mouth and taunted: "Why did you let me go there? Is he dying and wants to give his last words, or does he want to see me for the last time before he dies?"

"Chu Yanyi, he is your biological father, how can you curse your biological father!"

"He is just my biological father. In my twenty-five years of life, the only role he played was to provide a sperm. In other words, he was a 'sperm donor'. Apart from that, I It has nothing to do with him. If he dies, I will send him a wreath at the memorial service for the sake of him being a 'sperm donor'."

Chu Yanyi finished speaking coldly, hung up the phone, blacklisted him, threw the phone aside after a while, returned to his seat and continued to enjoy breakfast.

"Whose phone number is it? Bai Lian or Bai Ziyu?" Song Yanxi asked softly.

"Who else could it be but Xiao Bailian? It disturbs the mood early in the morning. I curse him to see ghosts when he goes out, step in shit while walking, choke when eating, and have nightmares when sleeping!"

"..." Song Yanxi, who was drinking porridge, couldn't drink it anymore and silently put down his porcelain spoon: "Why is Bai Lian looking for you?"

"Let me go to Bai's house."

"Bai Zhongxu asked you to go over. He must have known that you were responsible for the Bai Group's affairs."

"So what if you know?" Chu Yanyi sneered coldly: "It can't change the future fate of the Bai family anyway."

Song Yanxi knew that he hated the Bai family, so he didn't continue the topic.

Chu Yanyi had a good appetite today. He drank a glass of soy milk, ate two fried dough sticks, and added a fried dumpling.

After eating and drinking enough, he put down his chopsticks and glanced at the third of the porridge left in front of Song Yanxi. He said lightly, "Mr. Song, eat slowly." He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at Chu Qian and Song Yan silently. North running.

The warm red sunlight shines on him through the window, and the pure black velvet shirt makes his skin whiter than snow.

Black clothes absorb heat, but the rising sun in late spring and early summer does not scorch you. It shines warmly on your body, making you feel very comfortable.

Chu Yanyi raised his head slightly, bathing in the warm sunshine. His short black hair glowed softly in the sunlight, and he had a calm and gentle aura all over his body, making him look like a beautiful boy from a comic book.

What Song Yanxi saw when he turned his head was such a scene. He couldn't control his legs and walked towards the young man, wanting to touch whether the young man was an elf coming out of the painting or a real person.

Just when he was about to reach out and touch it, a breathless voice rang out: "Brother, we are done running."

The speaker was Chu Qian, followed by Song Yanbei who was sweating profusely.

Chu Yanyi turned around and found that the man had walked over at some point and was standing about half a meter away from him. The tall figure shrouded his entire body in shadow, and they were so close that they could feel each other's breathing. He instinctively took a step back and looked at the man with a pair of bright black eyes without any warmth: "What are you doing standing behind me?"

"I wanted to see if Yanbei was lazy, but I didn't expect that he had already finished running."

Song Yanxi calmly put down the sleeves of his shirt that he had rolled up during the meal. The ink jade cufflinks on his sleeves reflected dark light in the sunlight, full of mystery and temptation, and as captivating as his handsome and carved facial features.

Chu Yanyi looked away from him stiffly and crossed his arms: "The clothes have been delivered and breakfast has been eaten. Mr. Song still won't leave?"

Perhaps he was used to the other party's alienation and indifference. When Song Yanxi heard his driving away words, he did not stir up any disturbance in his heart. Instead, he smiled faintly: "Yanbei's academic performance has declined a bit recently. I have to stay here to supervise his studies."

"..." When did the dog man become so shameless? !

Chu Yanyi felt a suffocation condensed in his throat, leaving him speechless.

So, Song Yanxi stayed here shamelessly.

Chu Yanyi didn't want to pay attention to him and returned to the study to draw design drawings in depression.

Two hours later, Song Yanxi's voice sounded outside the study.

"Yan Yi, your phone is ringing."

Chu Yanyi then remembered that he had forgotten to bring his mobile phone when he went upstairs, and asked through the door: "Whose phone number is it?"

"I don't know, it's an unfamiliar landline number."

He thought it was Bai Lian calling again, but when he heard it was an unfamiliar landline number, he hesitated and went to open the door to answer the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Hello, Mr. Chu. There is a gentleman named Bai at the door. He said that your brother wants to see you. Would you like to let him in?"

Jinxiu Garden is a well-known wealthy area in the imperial capital. People who live here are either rich or noble, so security management has always been strict. Outsiders cannot enter without the consent of the residents inside.

After Bai Lian's phone number was blocked, he knew that even if he called from a different number, the result would probably be the same, so he tried to find a way to find Chu Yanyi's address and found it himself.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the security guard at the door because he was not a resident inside, so he asked the security guard to call Chu Yanyi.

"I don't have a brother named Bai, and I don't know anyone named Bai. This person who wants to pretend to be my relative and sneak into Jinxiu Garden must have some evil intentions. For the safety of the residents inside, I suggest you call the police."

The security guard at the door looked at the hung up phone and lost his previous kindness to Bai Lian: "You heard the call just now. Mr. Chu said he didn't know you at all. I don't care what you want to do when you sneak in, please leave immediately. , otherwise I will call the police.”

Seeing the security guard chasing people away without mercy, Bai Lian had no choice but to leave angrily.