In the past, every once in a while, volunteers or fundraising organizations donated books to orphanages, including many copybooks.

The dean said that writing is the most meticulous and focused, and tempers one's mind. Chi Yang has liked writing since he was a child. When he was just beginning to learn calligraphy, he copied Mr. Chi Zhen's regular script copybook.

That was the basic copybook written by Chi Zhen in his early years to cooperate with the education department of China to write for children who learn calligraphy.

Now his original works on the market are priceless, and Mr. Pei doesn't have a single one in his hand. He always expresses deep regret whenever he mentions this matter to Chi Yang.

On the old man's 80th birthday, Chi Yang decided to give him a calligraphy that he imitated Chi Zhen.

However, for some reason, Chi Zhen has very few works circulated in the world. Apart from beginner copybooks, Chi Yang has only seen some copy or photos on the Internet.

She was afraid that the imitation would be bad, so she asked Lu Cheng if there was any Chi Zhen's calligraphy, even if it was just an image.

The next day, Boss Lu brought an old yellowed notebook, saying that it was the relics of his grandfather left by his father, and the contents were collections of poems handwritten by his grandfather during his lifetime.

Open the excerpt, there are lines of extremely elegant and handsome running scripts, with profound skills and amazing.

Chi Yang and Pei Zhou also learned some secrets of the Chi family from Lu Cheng's mouth.

Chi Zhen was handsome and elegant when he was young, and liked to make friends by nature, but Mrs. Chi had a scheming temperament. The two of them followed the words of their parents' orders and matchmakers. Although they had been together for most of their lives, they just lived together and were not loving.

Even when Chi Zhen was alive, the affairs of Chi's family and foreign affairs were mostly worked by Mrs. Chi, but Chi Zhen had many friends, such as Mr. Pei, and all walks of life, and everyone would give the Chi family some face.

However, when Chi Zhen was middle-aged, he suddenly said that he could not live with Mrs. Chi and wanted to divorce her, and even willingly left the house without permission.

Mrs. Chi suspected that Chi Zhen had cheated. After some search and inquiries, she learned that a popular actress in the entertainment industry often communicated with Chi Zhen and had a close relationship.

Mrs. Chi was decisive and decisive. Overnight, countless newspapers published gossip news about the actress interfering in other people's marriages. The actress explained that she was just Chi Zhen's pen pal. People don't believe it, so she actually... jumped off the building and committed suicide.

Chi Zhen was heartbroken and blamed himself extremely. He was immediately found out that he had a serious illness and died in less than a year.

Lu Cheng didn't know what his relationship with the actress, but from then on, Mrs. Chi banned the Chi family from having any direct contact with public figures.

The eldest son Chi Beichuan, who was first married to Lu Qingxia and was kicked out of the house by the old lady. Like Lu Chengchi Yang, he was not recognized as a grandchild by the old lady. As an e-sports player, Chi Zhan is not allowed to enter the Chi family's door now.

After Chi Zhen's death, Mrs. Chi collected all his calligraphy works and burned them. She also asked Chi Zhan's old friends who received his letters from his life to return to their views in the name of "nostalgia". After cheating them, they also burned them.

Mr. Pei is naturally one of the unlucky guys who were cheated of the words written by his old friend.

Even the old excerpts that Lu Cheng gave to Chi Yang were the ones that Chi Beichuan secretly "rescued" from Chi Zhen's relics while his mother was not caring.

Chi Yang wanted to practice calligraphy, so Pei Zhou naturally couldn't disturb her.

Several days later, he finally couldn't hold it in. He turned into an ancient little book boy, bought a pen, ink, paper and ink, and carefully polished the ink for Chi Yang.

The winter sunset shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the entire room with light pink gold, like a golden wave spreading little by little through the confusing red lips of the person holding the pen, a small and straight nose, and a low peach blossom eyes.

She is as beautiful as a painting.

The man's ink grinding in his hands slowed down, and he took the time to turn and pulled a thin layer of curtains up.

Even if no one spys, he doesn't want the sunset to touch his wife.

My wife is so beautiful.

Chi Yang raised his eyes casually and saw Pei Zhou finishing the ink for the next time and adding tea to himself, staring at him with a sad expression on his face.

She put down her pen and moved her wrists, feeling a little sweet in her heart.

The feeling of being cared about all the time is like being wrapped in a thick blanket in a snowy winter day, and a hand warmer stuffed into your arms, which is appropriate and warm.

Pei Zhou: "Yangyang is tired? Do you want your boyfriend to give you a massage? I've learned it again-"

"Not tired." Chi Yang interrupted him and grabbed his wrist directly.

The man looked at her in confusion, but actually found a handsome angle under the setting sun.

The handsome three-dimensional face seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder by the sun, the bridge of the nose was too high, the deep eyes were darker and purer than thick ink, and the thin lips were light, which was really... very seductive.

Chi Yang thought to himself that he knew why the scholar who studied hard for ten years in ancient times had only sage books in his heart, when he met a vixen on the way to Beijing to take the exam, he threw everything behind his head and only remembered to fly with him.

Pei Zhou was the male fox who prevented her from reading the books of sages.

But she likes this male fox very much.

Chi Yang stood up, pulled Pei Zhou's loose tie, pulled him in front of him, and kissed him gently on the corner of his lips.

"I'm done, I'm not tired." Chi Yang said.

The girl's lips are cold and too soft.

Pei Zhou understood.

He stepped to Chi Yang, moved the messy books on the huge desktop, and made a place.

With his arms, his broad and warm hands grasped her waist, he placed her on the slightly cold black Saroland tabletop, then picked up her cheeks and pecked her kiss.

The sunset was set outside the window, and the golden afterglow passed through the light green gauze curtains, as if the shadows of bamboo were shining, and gently fell on the two people overlapping each other.

Pei Zhou pressed her waist, his palm burning, and involuntarily deepened the lingering kiss. His other hand rubbed her thin butterfly bone restlessly, moved to the buttons on her neckline, and gently unbuttoned it.

"Wait," Chi Yang's lips gasped, and she said intermittently, "Wait a moment... Go to bed."

Pei Zhou's hot breathing was already lingering between her neck, his slightly hoarse voice became more and more sexy, and he whispered in a low voice: "Try it on the table, okay?"

Chi Yang no longer has the strength to say it is hard to say...

The city outside the window became dim and was lit up by various lights. A touch of silver fell on the pine branches, quietly bent the treetops, and then fell tremblingly.

This is the first snowfall this winter.

for a long time.

Chi Shusheng felt that he had been squeezed out by a certain vixen named Pei.

Is this reasonable?!

A few days later, it will be Mr. Pei’s 80th birthday.

His birthday party was mainly organized by Pei Ting'an and his wife and Pei Qingyun and his wife.

As for the illegitimate son Pei Tai'an, who has always been unfair, he is in his sixties. He suffered a stroke in the hospital two days ago and his only son Pei Hai attended.

Also appearing with Pei Hai is his son Pei Huaijin and daughter Pei Xiangyu.

The banquet had not officially begun, Pei Xiangyu was a few years older than Suisui Suisui and was just in junior high school. Her father ordered her to see the children at the banquet and please Cheng Suisui by the way.

Pei Xiangyu lowered his head and looked at Cheng Suisui, who was wearing a black tuxedo and curly black hair, with a headache and secretly playing with his cell phone in depression.

Although Suisui is younger than Pei Xiangyu, he is Pei Xiangyu's young uncle, so he doesn't want to talk to the "junior".

He kept looking at the door of the venue, and from time to time, as if he was afraid that the adults who were coming and going would block his sight.

After a while, Cheng Suisui lowered his head in frustration.

Very sad.
Chapter completed!