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

After the message was sent, he dug out the number marked [Dog Man] from his address book and dialed it.

Song Yanxi finished packing the takeout lunch box and heard the phone ringing. After taking it out of his pants pocket, his eyes touched the familiar string of numbers at the top of the screen. His fingers froze for a moment and he moved towards the answer button.

"Mr. Song, the food is almost cold. When will you get home?"

Song Yanxi glanced at Bai Lian, who was eating strawberry mousse, and said in an indifferent tone, "I'm busy."

Chu Yanyi pretended not to know anything and asked: "Are you still working overtime at the company? Have you had dinner? Do you need me to send the food to you at the company?"

"No, I've already eaten."

"Then will you come over tonight?"

Hearing the faint expectation in his little lover's tone, Song Yanxi's lips curled up slightly: "I'll be there later."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Lian looked up at Song Yanxi and asked casually: "Whose phone number is it?"

Song Yanxi paused for half a second, put away his phone, and said calmly: "An insignificant person."

Bai Lian smiled, secretly lowered his eyes, and covered his eyes in deep thought.

Song Yanxi said he would come over later, and Chu Yanyi didn't know when he would come over.

He took the food on the table to the kitchen and poured it into the trash can. After washing the dishes and coming out, he dug out a movie and watched a third of it. Feeling sleepy, Chu Yanyi was too lazy to wait any longer.

After turning off the TV, in line with the principle of not wasting electricity, turn off all the lights in the living room.

After going back to the room and washing up, I fell into the soft bed and fell into a deep sleep within a moment.

Song Yanxi left the hospital, and it was almost twelve o'clock when the driver took him back to Huajin Garden.

After entering the password to open the door, he saw the huge dark room, and an unpleasant emotion immediately flashed in his eyes.

He clearly said he would come over later, but not only did Chu Yanyi not sit in the living room waiting for him to come back like last time, he didn't even leave a light for him.

Song Yanxi turned on the light in the entrance hall with a "pop" sound, wondering if she had been too good to him recently, making him a little complacent.

It seems that starting from tomorrow, I have to keep him cold for a few days to prevent him from becoming arrogant.

Song Yanxi went back to his room and took a shower, then put on his bathrobe and came to the door of Chu Yanyi's room.

Chu Yanyi couldn't sleep when there was light. He never turned on the bedside table lamp in his bedroom when he slept. He would also lower the curtains before going to bed to block the flickering neon lights of the building far outside the window.

When Song Yanxi opened the door, the bedroom was pitch black without any light.

By the light of the corridor lamp, he fumbled to turn on the bedside table lamp, and then closed the door.

The chandelier in the bedroom was not turned on, and only the dim light from the bedside table lamp illuminated the room.

The warm-toned lighting casts a warm glow on the delicate brows and eyes of the person sleeping on the bed, making the sleeping face gentle and obedient.

Song Yanxi sat on the edge of the bed and stared at it for a while, then leaned over.

Chu Yanyi, who was sleeping, sobbed and opened his eyes drowsily. In his hazy vision, he saw the man in front of him clearly.

Song Yanxi did it a little harshly, and Chu Yanyi's sleepy eyes quickly became filled with a layer of moisture, and his long and thin eyelashes were gradually soaked by the tears that poured out.

"Mr. Song... when did you... come back?

Song Yanxi's sharp eyebrows were frowned, and his dark brown eyes were lowered. He looked at the passionate face of the person under him, and the palms on his waist were tightened: "I didn't say you'd come over later, why don't you go to bed before I come over?" Already? Huh?"

Chu Yanyi gasped, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, sliding over his ears and staining his temples.

He bit his white lips and said intermittently: "I waited until eleven o'clock...when you didn't come back...I couldn't hold back my sleepiness for a moment...then I went back to the room to sleep." His voice was obviously full of bumps and fiddles. trembling.

"Why did you turn off all the lights in the living room and not leave any light on for me?"

"I...I don't want to...waste electricity."

Song Yanxi sneered: "Can't I still afford the electricity bill?"

Chu Yanyi's lips trembled: "I... next time... um... I promise to leave a light... for you."

"Next time you will not only leave a light for me, but you will also wait for me to come back, do you hear me?"

"Well...listen...hear..."

……

The next day, Chu Yanyi came to the company dragging his sore body.

Put the computer you brought from home on your desk, then click on an encrypted video file inside to play it.

The content played was exactly what happened in Chu Yanyi's bedroom last night.

Chu Yanyi did not lie to Chi Yu. He asked Chi Yu to help him get a miniature invisible pinhole video recorder, not to secretly photograph Song Yanxi or Bai Lian, but to secretly photograph himself and Song Yanxi.

After the playback ended, he clicked playback, took several pictures from different angles, and then sent them using a virtual account.

Bai Lian heard the message notification sound on his phone, picked it up and clicked on the message. The photo that caught his eye suddenly made his face look ugly instantly.

Bai Ziyu, who came to the hospital to visit him, asked: "Brother, what's wrong? Why did your face suddenly become ugly?"

Bai Lian put the phone lock screen back on the bedside table, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that my foot suddenly cramped just now."

Bai Ziyu didn't doubt that he was there, and asked with concern: "Brother, it's okay. Why did you sprain your foot?"

"When I was going down the stairs at home the night before yesterday, I accidentally stepped on the air."

"Is it seriously injured?"

"Not serious, just a slight sprain."

"But you're already in the hospital?"

"The doctor said it's nothing serious and I can rest at home for a few days. But Yanxi was worried about the sequelae and had to ask Assistant Chen to hospitalize me."

Bai Ziyu chatted with Bai Lian for a while and then left.

After he left, Bai Lian picked up the phone again and opened the photos sent by the anonymous number with deep eyes.

These photos are all of Song Yanxi and a man in bed.

Although the man couldn't see his face and most of his body was blocked by Song Yanxi's body, Bai Lian was 100% sure that he was Chu Yanyi.

These photos must have been sent to him by Chu Yanyi, with the intention of provoking and demonstrating to him, the rightful owner.

Bai Lian put away the phone, with a mocking smile on his gentle face.

It would be ridiculous for a substitute who was fostered by Yanxi to dare to dance in front of his real master.

Instead of looking for him, he took the initiative to find him.