Reborn I Don't Take Vengeance

Chapter 3

"Chen Li!" The man who had just entered the gate handed his coat to the housekeeper, turned around and saw an unexpected guest sitting on the sofa in the lobby of his house, his calm face was suddenly broken, "Why are you in my house?"

"Hey! Don't..." The man named Chen Li showed a helpless expression of "here again" on his face, and made a gesture of surrender with his hands, "Master Ge, I don't want to quarrel with you today."

Ge Hai snorted softly, ignored his trickery, and carefully carried the basket tied with a light blue ribbon in his hand: "Uncle Zhong, where's Yangyang?"

The butler smiled and walked towards the cloakroom, and while arranging the tie on his hand, he replied, "The second young master is painting in the greenhouse."

Hearing this answer, Ge Haiwei stopped hesitantly.Painting in the greenhouse is Ge Yang's hobby, and at times like this, he always has nothing else to do and doesn't like to be disturbed by others. No wonder Chen Li didn't pester Ge Yang when he arrived at Ge's mansion, but stayed in the living room.

But...he subconsciously touched the basket in his hand, still wanting Yangyang to see the gift sooner.

The greenhouse of the Ge family was specially built by Mr. Ge to commemorate his wife who passed away early. It was filled with the favorite roses of Mrs. Ge and Ge Hai.The flowers in the greenhouse are in full bloom, red, yellow, blue, green, pink, white...the clusters are vibrant and colorful, and they are particularly moving against the emerald green leaves.But all of this is nothing compared to the boy under the swing.

However, the age of fifteen or sixteen is the most youthful and brightest time for boys.An off-white casual outfit outlines his slender and slender figure. Because he has practiced martial arts since childhood, his figure is taller and straighter than others. The wrist hanging above the canvas is strong and lean, presenting a graceful angle with his body.

Seemingly feeling the fiery gaze from the side, the boy stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head with some doubts, and the moment he saw the other party, he showed a refreshing smile: "Brother!"

"Yangyang!" Ge Hai came over with the basket in his hand, and looked at Ge Yang easily but quickly covering the drawing board with a little disappointment. This closest brother is also not good, except for Chen Li.

"Guess what I brought you?"

"Huh?" Ge Yang looked at the basket in his hand curiously, "Brother, you already gave a birthday present the day before yesterday."

"That's temporary." Ge Hai looked a little embarrassed, "This is what I want to give you, guess..."

"Woof, woof, woof." Probably because he had been bored for a long time, or because he smelled the fragrance of roses, there was a sudden rustling sound and a weak call from the basket that had been silent for a long time, interrupting Ge Hai's trickery.

Ge Yang's eyes shone with surprise: "It's a puppy!" He excitedly stepped forward and lifted the silk scarf covering the basket.A newborn baby Samoyed is obediently lying in the basket, but it has a palm-length body, and the fine hair on its body has not yet opened, but a pair of black eyes showing a lively smile, is sticking its head out to look at its owner .

"Ah, dog!" Ge Yang held the basket in his arms, "Thank you brother! I like it very much. I want to call him... Sasa!"

"As long as you like it." Seeing Ge Yang's happy expression, Ge Hai also smiled, and touched his head, "Your temper is too quiet, you need to move more."

Ge Yang's attention was all on the little Samoyed, and he didn't pay attention to his brother's nagging. Looking at this little life, he was excited and liked at the same time, and suddenly raised his head, "Wooah" and kissed Ge Hai heavily. Face: "Brother, you are the best."

Regardless of Ge Hai, who was petrified in the same place, Ge Yang walked out with his basket in his arms: "Brother, have you fed the puppy yet? I'll take it to the room first... Ah, Ali, you are here too, look at brother For my puppy."

The young man leaning against the entrance of the flower house looked back at Ge Hai inexplicably, and then put his arms around Ge Yang's shoulders with a smile: "Xiaoyang, you are already 16 years old, can you stop being so cute..."

"What a cutie! Ali, you..."

Ge Hai stood quietly on the spot, watching through the bright glass two teenagers of similar age laughing and walking towards the bedroom, the relaxed and happy smile on his face gradually faded.

Looking at the blocked easel next to him, he finally only called out: "Uncle Lin, move the easel to the room, be careful."