Chapter 4： Copycat

The two stayed in the main house for one night, and went back the next evening.

Just before leaving, Qi Qi ran out of the room, hugged Xu Chengyan's legs and refused to let go, and even wanted to get into the car for a while.

But He Yang didn't have the patience to keep pets, so he didn't let Qiqi get in the car at all.

At the beginning, He Yang bought an Alaskan dog on a whim, but after keeping it by his side, he realized that it was not suitable. He was not suitable for pets at all.

Alaskan dogs have exercise needs, they need the owner to take them out every day, they also need the owner's company, and they shed their hair.

He Yang didn't have so much energy and time to walk the dog, and was disturbed by the fluffy dog ​​hair everywhere, so he simply put the dog in the old house and asked the housekeeper to help him raise it, and only came to see it once every two months.

Anyway, the old house has a big place and a big yard. You can do whatever you want with the dog. There are several servants in the old house, and they can take turns to play with the dog.

And under the care of the housekeeper, Qiqi is indeed well raised and full of energy every day.

But now Qiqi had to go with Xu Chengyan, and He Yang had no patience to keep a dog, so he wouldn't let Qiqi get in the car, and Xu Chengyan couldn't bring Qiqi back.

In the end, Xu Chengyan still coaxed for a long time before finally coaxing Qiqi back.

When Qiqi returned, he turned back three times, looking at Xu Chengyan with aggrieved expression.

Xu Chengyan was a little soft-hearted, but he was still ruthless, looked away and got into the car.

The car slowly drove down the mountain road and returned to the city from the suburbs.

But when the car passed an intersection, Xu Chengyan said, "Sir, stop ahead, I'll go buy wonton wrappers."

The car stopped, and Xu Chengyan also got out of the car and went to buy things first.

He Yang sat in the car and waited. After a while, he saw Xu Chengyan coming back, but Xu Chengyan was still holding a pure white vase in his arms.

The vase was a little big and it was inconvenient to put it in the driver's seat, so Xu Chengyan simply sat in the back seat.

He Yang glanced at the big vase in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said, "Why did you buy this?"

"I just saw it, so I bought it." Xu Chengyan laughed, "Did you not find it, sir? There is a vase missing in the study. I accidentally touched the bookshelf last week and broke the vase."

He Yang responded, but didn't care much.

Xu Chengyan always took care of the flowers and plants at home.

After the two returned to the apartment, Xu Chengyan came to the study with the vase in his arms, tinkering with something by himself.

He Yang poured a glass of water from the living room. When he passed by the study, he heard humming in the study. Looking inside, he saw the black-haired young man sitting on the carpet with a pile of paints in bottles and jars. In front of him is a white vase.

He Yang walked over and asked, "Are you painting?"

"Yeah." Xu Chengyan nodded, "White is too monotonous, it looks good if you add some color..."

Xu Chengyan continued to tinker with the vase until it was finally finished in the evening.

The original white vase was painted with blue and white clouds, but Xu Chengyan had never learned to paint, and he still painted on the vase, so the result of the painting was somewhat abstract.

But on the bottle, there are two lines of small black characters, which is a poem.

He Yang looked at the two lines of calligraphy and said, "Have you learned calligraphy before?"

"Well, I learned it for a long time." Xu Chengyan was a little embarrassed, "Because the painting is not good-looking, I just wrote it, and it doesn't look so ugly."

Xu Chengyan put the vase on the shelf next to him, and admired his masterpiece for a long time, but suddenly thought of something, he quickly got close to He Yang and asked, "What do you think of my calligraphy, sir?"

"very good."

Xu Chengyan took the opportunity to say, "Can I write the invitation letter for the birthday banquet of Mr.

"Invitation letter for the birthday banquet?" He Yang frowned, "It's enough for someone else to write the invitation letter, don't bother."

"But it's Mr.'s birthday." Xu Chengyan got into the man's arms, "I want to write it myself."

The man sighed, and finally said, "It's in the drawer, go get it."

Xu Chengyan was surprised for a while, and hurriedly went to the drawer to find the pile of invitation cards.

And the card is clean and has not been sent out.

Xu Chengyan asked He Yang for the template of the invitation letter, took the pen, and began to write seriously.

But maybe because of nervousness, I didn't write it well at the beginning, and I also wrote and scrapped a few invitation letters.

Fortunately, more invitation letters were printed as backup copies. Xu Chengyan wrote them all night, and finally finished writing all the invitation letters.

Mr.'s birthday is coming soon, and there are not many people invited to the birthday party, they are all people around Mr.

Xu Chengyan put away the written invitation letter and thought about the birthday present.

In fact, the birthday gift has already been set, and it is the cufflinks of an old luxury brand.

It's just that the cufflinks have never been received. The clerk said that it is still in delivery, and the international logistics is a bit slow. Xu Chengyan is a little worried about whether this gift will catch up with the birthday party.

Fortunately, on the weekend, he received a call from the clerk, saying that the cufflinks had arrived.

Xu Chengyan rushed over, checked the cufflinks, and confirmed that there were no flaws, and then asked the clerk to help pack it.

Holding the gift bag, Xu Chengyan felt a lot more at ease, and turned to leave.

And when Xu Chengyan just stepped out of the store, he met a familiar person.

The young Zhang Yang with dyed red hair walked towards this side with his arms around a little boy. After seeing Xu Chengyan, he whistled frivolously.

"Yanyan is here too!"

Xu Chengyan looked at the red-haired young man. He remembered that this man was a friend of Mr.'s side, so he greeted him in a normal manner: "Mr. Chi Yi."

Chi Yi looked at the gift bag in Xu Chengyan's hand, then looked at the shop behind Xu Chengyan, and suddenly said, "Come to buy something?"

Xu Chengyan and Chi Yi are not very familiar with each other, but because of the relationship with Mr., they still communicated patiently, "Well."

Chi Yi suddenly thought of something, and instantly became energetic, and said, "Yanyan, let me tell you, be careful when buying things, but don't buy fakes!"

Chi Yi deliberately aggravated the word "fake".

"Some fakes are so delicately made that he doesn't even know he is a fake, and thinks he is the real one." Chi Yi sneered, "But as long as the real product comes back, who would want a fake?"

Xu Chengyan was a little inexplicable. He could hear Chi Yi's yin and yang tone, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Counterfeit goods are knockoff goods, and they can never be authentic." Chi Yi sarcastically asked, "Yanyan, am I right?"

Xu Chengyan still felt strange, but nodded politely.

Chi Yi laughed: "After Yanyan goes back, remember to check if the things you bought are genuine."

"I'll pay attention." Xu Chengyan replied lawfully.

Only then did Chi Yi squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and hugged the little boy in his arms. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered one more thing.

"Oh right." Chi Yi said to Xu Chengyan, "I will bring a surprise to Young Master He this time on his birthday."

"It's a very, very surprising gift." Chi Yi smiled, "It's guaranteed to be genuine, not a copycat."

After Chi Yi finished speaking, he left with the little boy satisfied.

Xu Chengyan looked at Chi Yi's back, and quickly retracted his gaze.

He also knows that the friends around Mr. don't like him very much.

After all, he was born in an orphanage, and he and those rich second-generation people are completely different worlds.

The rich second-generation sons all have a fixed circle of friends, and the husband is at the top of this circle.

So those people feel that they are not worthy of the husband, and that the husband should not be with him.

But that's okay.

Even if everyone else is against you, it doesn't matter if you don't like yourself.

As long as he is still with Mr.