Chapter 61 Chapter 61 So, if it were you, what would you do...

The temperature difference between day and night is huge on the mountain. Although he put on another coat before going to bed, Yan Jiu still frowned in the middle of the night, shivering and huddling closer to a warm place in a half-asleep state.

Only when she was wrapped in the warm embrace did her expression relax and she even let out a soft moan of comfort.

Like a cat's meow.

Chen Yuchu was held down by the weight of Yan Jiu's outstretched arms and thighs, but she showed no impatience at being woken up. She lifted her cold white finger bones slightly to help her and herself adjust their positions so that she could lie more comfortably.

After doing this, he did not close his eyes and continue to sleep immediately.

Chen Yuchu's eyes fell on Yan Jiu's smooth and fair profile. Her soft and smooth black hair fluttered, and a tuft of hair fell on her eyelid. She rubbed it uncomfortably. He pried her fingers apart and pushed the hair back.

He lowered his deep eyes and stared at her for a long time.

It seems like I can never see enough.

Yan Jiu, after hugging a heater in his dream, felt warm all over and slept very soundly.

Until a burst of light music sounded in the tent. The sound was soothing and not stimulating. Yan Jiu hummed twice in a daze and didn't want to think about it.

She closed her eyes and felt around with her fingers, but she felt as if the space was confined. The places she touched felt strange, and she couldn't find the phone.

She opened her eyes angrily, and suddenly a huge, handsome face appeared in front of her. It was so close that she could see the transparent down on his skin and his thick eyelashes as long as crow feathers.

Yan Jiu swallowed, her morning grumpiness unsure where to go. Her eyelashes trembled, but she didn't say anything. Chen Yuchu usually woke up early, so by the time she got up, he was no longer visible. They had never been this close in the mornings. He enveloped her, his lips pursed in a way that revealed no emotion.

Yan Jiu followed his deep black eyes down and found that her fingertips were on his chest. Her pupils dilated and a strange tingling sensation came from her fingertips.

No wonder I didn't turn off the alarm.

The annoying alarm clock stopped ringing for a while, and then the second ring rang again.

Yan Jiu suddenly came out of his distraction, pushed Chen Yuchu away, and turned off the alarm clock.

From the first alarm, there was silence in the next tent.

Yan Jiu's eyes fell on the time on the screen. He remembered that they had dinner and was afraid that he would not be able to wake up to see the sunrise the next morning, so he set the alarm.

She had forgotten about this matter. It seemed that the alarm just now made them realize that the sound insulation of the tent was not very good, so they had not said anything.

Yan Jiu quickly tidied himself up and turned around to see Chen Yuchu taking off his T-shirt, revealing his smooth muscular lines. Their eyes met in mid-air, and he paused briefly before picking up a new T-shirt beside him and putting it on.

It was still white, and compared with his usual serious and proper appearance, he looked a bit more youthful. The white T-shirt concealed his solid and strong body, and his posture was straight like a tall pine or cypress.

Yan Jiu withdrew his gaze, remembering that he had fallen asleep hugging this stove yesterday, and a little warmth rose on his face.

Fortunately, Chen Yuchu seemed unaware. Yan Jiu put a chest harness on Ping An and led it out of the tent.

Zhu Shiqing was already waiting outside, having spread out a picnic mat. When she saw Yan Jiu coming out, she greeted him first: "Good morning, Xiaojiu."

He then pulled Yan Jiu aside and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu, did I disturb you last night? I didn't know this tent was so soundproof!"

After Zhu Shiqing said this, Yan Jiu felt even more embarrassed. Perhaps she should have reminded him when they first spoke, but she had never been decisive enough and in the end she could only let it go.

She pursed her lips and apologized helplessly, "I should be the one to apologize."

Zhu Shiqing knew Yan Jiu's temperament and said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? The sun hasn't risen yet, let's eat something to fill our stomachs first."

Yan Jiu and Zhu Shiqing opened a can of food for Ping An and Billion, and took some toast and juice, feeling the mountain breeze while gazing at the horizon, waiting for the sunrise.

After Gao Zhou and Chen Yuchu dismantled the tent, they sat next to them and waited for the sunrise together.

It was a bit cold in the morning on the mountain. The four of them were wearing windproof jackets. As far as the eye could see were layers of clouds, as thick as beautiful marshmallows. If you looked closely, you could make out various shapes, like a zoo in the clouds.

Yan Jiu's eyes were blank as she breathed in the fresh air on the top of the mountain. Although she was wearing a coat, she was still a little cold. She couldn't help but move closer to the place where the temperature was higher.

Chen Yuchu lowered his eyes to look at her, then put his arms around her. Yan Jiu felt a strong sense of security.

"It's sunrise!"

Hearing Zhu Shiqing's excited voice, Yan Jiu looked forward. A golden light peeked out from the clouds, broke free from the clouds, and climbed to the higher sky. Gold and orange colors spread across the sky, like a flowing oil painting.

All the vast scenery was right before his eyes. Yan Jiu was stunned by the grandeur of nature, and his light eyes lingered in the romantic sky.

Under the golden light, her heartbeat was amplified, as if it was about to jump out of her chest. Her eyes flashed, and she leaned gently on Chen Yuchu's shoulder.

After sunrise, they drove down the mountain.

When they parted, Yan Jiu and Zhu Shiqing both had reluctance in their eyes, and agreed to meet again after Zhu Shiqing came back from the event.

After sending Yan Jiu home, Chen Yuchu went to the company without taking a break.

Despite being a weekend, most of the Qingyu Group staff were still in attendance. Their team was working a lot of overtime, but the overtime pay was generous, given both overtime pay and hours worked. The employees had no complaints, after all, even the company's CEO was working overtime. They just wanted to finish the project quickly and then take a long vacation.

Chen Yuchu held two meetings in a row, and the meetings ended around noon.

He picked up the phone, stayed in the chat box with Yan Jiu for several seconds, and finally chose to turn off the screen.

Despite a busy morning, his face showed no sign of fatigue. His suit jacket had been removed and placed on the shelf. His white shirt was tied with a neat Windsor knot at the collar, without a single wrinkle. His strong arms were restrained by black cuffs. His face was calm, and his whole body exuded a noble and aloof air.

The spacious office was filled with a cool feeling. Chen Yuchu lifted his long legs and held up his sleeves with his tensed arms. He stood in front of the French window, his heart surging with unprecedented waves, his eyes filled with a rolling storm, ready to overturn the glass in front of him.

Tomorrow, Yan Jiu will have to decide whether to take the medicine.

Of course, Chen Yuchu hoped that Yan Jiu could have a child with him. This was not for the purpose of continuing the family line or competing for the family inheritance, nor was it for any utilitarian purpose. Instead, when he saw the sun rising on the top of the mountain, he suddenly felt the surge of life. At that moment, he especially wanted to see the birth and growth of life.

This was just his inner thought, perhaps a momentary impulse.

More importantly, he had consulted a doctor and learned that even the best medicine would have side effects. He didn't want Yan Jiu to get hurt for any reason and blame it all on him for not knowing how to control himself.

I have always prided myself on having amazing self-control, but now I am just like a young boy who can't control himself.

Looking at the smooth glass surface, his mind flashed with the image of a lewd liquid flowing down the window. A trace of heartache flashed through his eyes, and his jade-like finger bones curled up.

The office door opened.

Chen Yuchu turned calmly, looked at the figure at the door, and asked indifferently, "Why are you here?"

Shang Yu raised the things in his hand, not very satisfied with his attitude, "I know you've been working overtime and it's hard, so I brought you lunch, don't be so heartless."

Chen Yuchu's deep black eyes locked onto the exquisite packaging in his hands, and he said calmly, "Thank you."

It's not much better than ignoring him.

But Shang Yu knew Chen Yuchu's character and didn't bother with him. He lifted his long legs and sat on the sofa. The chain of his gold-rimmed glasses swayed as he walked, giving off a bewitching aura.

Chen Yuchu looked at him without moving. An idea flashed through his mind, and he asked him helplessly, "Under what circumstances would a woman voluntarily give birth to a child?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "voluntary".

"You're a young master, aren't you too lazy to even eat? Do you want me to help you unpack it?" Shang Yu tapped the delicate packaging with his slender fingertips. Midway through his words, he froze for a moment and looked up abruptly, "You want a child???"

"Don't you dislike children?" Shang Yu was a little uncertain, and even wondered if he had heard it wrong or if his memory was distorted.

There was no trace of embarrassment on Chen Yuchu's face. He did say this because Chen Baichuan was really annoying, so when he was a teenager he said that the thing he hated most in his life was children.

He said calmly, "The past was the past, and the present is the present."

Shang Yu curled her lips, unable to bear Chen Yuchu's expression, and felt quite smug. "Luckily you met me about this. Do you know what Wen Yunhui would say if you asked him about this? He's too cruel and won't listen to anyone."

"Voluntary? It doesn't exist with Him. He is the truth."

Chen Yuchu wasn't in the mood to listen to other people's business, even if that person was a close friend. But he still patiently asked, "What's your suggestion?"

Shang Yu saw that although Chen Yuchu looked calm, he was obviously different from usual. So Shang Yu deliberately kept him in suspense and said slowly, "You know. My mother is an extremely strong person. She doesn't want to be bound by anything or anyone, including her children."

If this were true, Shang Yu would not have been born.

Chen Yuchu found it interesting, so he walked towards the sofa with his long legs and sat down opposite Shang Yu.

"My dad is a naive, love-obsessed person," Shang Yu said with a smile, "but he's actually been smart since he was a kid. He understands my mom the best."

"He thought about it all night and finally decided to transfer the shares to my mother. So in my family, my mother is the boss and she has absolute decision-making power in the family and the company."

Shang Yu's expression grew serious. "Although my dad is a naive person, this decision wasn't easy for him. You know, the family's expectations, the upbringing he's received since childhood, the opinions of family members and outsiders—all of these are like a mountain weighing down a person. Moreover, people may not always be able to live together in this life. What if? What if they get divorced and my mom doesn't want him anymore? Wouldn't he have to leave the house with nothing?"

Shang Yu spoke frankly, and Chen Yuchu naturally understood.

Marriage relationships are not that stable and life is too long. If one person wants to leave the other halfway through, there are risks everywhere.

Shang Yu's beautiful, harmless eyes looked straight at Chen Yuchu, but the questions she asked were sharp.

"So, if it were you, what would you choose? The ambitious Mr. Chen?"