"Let's get on the plane first, then we'll head to our next destination." Gu Nanyan rubbed Shen Bei'an's head, which was buried in his shoulder. The birthday present couldn't just end like that.
Shen Bei'an was breathing heavily for a moment. "Is this the first event?" His eyes were filled with surprise.
Judging from his wife's words, it seems there are still quite a few activities to come.
“This isn’t the first one. Wasn’t the first one a good morning kiss?” Gu Nanyan’s eyes were deep as he stared at Shen Bei’an’s lips.
"Count it, count it, count it!" Shen Bei'an hurriedly tried to pull away from Gu Nan'an's embrace. Based on his experience these past few days, he knew that being stubborn now would only get him a "lesson." "How can it not count!"
Unable to retreat, Shen Beian could only wrap his arms around Gu Nanyan's waist and rub his head against her shoulder again. He had to admit that his wife's shoulder was really beautiful; it felt like it could hold a glass of wine.
"Let's go then, next location." Gu Nanyan didn't bother him anymore, and gestured to the air, whereupon a private jet immediately flew over.
The two boarded the private jet together. The private jet was very spacious and had all the basic facilities. It was small but complete. The two sat on massage chairs.
"Yan Yan, what should we do with those flowers down there?" Those roses are in full bloom and will definitely wither in a few days. And it's strange, when were they planted? How come he didn't know at all?
He's been going to the Liang Palace every day these past few days, but he's never seen it.
Gu Nanyan didn't even need to look to know Shen Bei'an's doubts. "I had someone plant them last night. The petals can be used to make petal cakes or other foods, or for bathing. They won't go to waste. The remaining baby's breath was transplanted and can be planted along the roadside for decoration. The roses were also transplanted and can grow back in the future."
"If it's pruned properly later, it will still be preserved." Gu Nanyan knew that Shen Bei'an didn't like to waste things and also liked growing flowers.
So she didn't present a large bouquet of roses like others would, or put them in the trunk of the car to create a stunning effect when you opened it.
Although this may seem a bit troublesome, it's not really a problem with helicopters, and it's also more durable.
Shen Beian's eyes lit up. "Shall we take a picture? Shall we take a picture?" He absolutely had to post it on his WeChat Moments!
Who else sends roses like this?!
"Zhaojun, the photo." Gu Nanyan called out, and a person dressed in a plum-dyed brocade dress with gold and white orchid patterns appeared out of nowhere.
Shen Bei'an's eyes lit up when he saw Meng Zhaojun dressed in such a bright color. In his memory, Meng Zhaojun always wore dark-colored clothes. This was the first time he had ever seen her dressed so beautifully.
The patterns on them are also things that Meng Zhaojun would never have worn before.
"Does the gentleman want the digital version or the printed version?" Meng Zhaojun's voice was as indifferent as ever, but Shen Bei'an inexplicably saw a hint of...sunshine in that indifference.
That may not be quite right, but it's the best way to describe it.
"An electronic version is fine," Shen Bei'an replied, and Meng Zhaojun immediately sent the electronic version over.
When Shen Beian received the photo and opened it, he found that it was much better than the one he had taken, and it seemed to have been edited.
"Great job, as expected of Assistant Meng." Shen Bei'an couldn't help but sigh again. Sure enough, the things a president's assistant does are not something an ordinary person can do.
Meng Zhaojun smiled slightly at Shen Bei'an and withdrew.
Shen Bei'an was even more shocked when she saw that smile. She turned to look at Gu Nan'an and asked, "Yan'an, what's wrong with Assistant Meng? What's wrong with her clothes? And was she smiling at me just now?"
Gu Nanyan reached out and peeled grapes for Shen Bei'an. "Having resolved something that has been weighing on your mind for so long, the heavy stone that has been weighing on you for so many years has finally been shattered, so naturally you're in a good mood. Besides, Zhaojun is only in her early twenties this year, so it would be nice for her to wear some bright clothes."
A large, crystal-clear grape was offered to Shen Bei'an's lips. "Try it. It's not a grape from some famous region; it's a grape from our greenhouse."
Shen Beian took a bite and exclaimed, "Mmm! Sweet, delicious!" The grapes weren't fully ripe yet, but there was a "high-tech greenhouse" at Biluo Xiaozhu, so they could eat whatever they wanted anytime.
"I saw that you liked it a lot last year, so I had some grapes planted." Gu Nanyan smiled softly when he saw that Shen Bei'an liked them, and continued to peel grapes for Shen Bei'an.
Shen Beian sat there waiting to eat the grapes.
"Where are we going next?" Shen Beian asked while editing the message for the flying pigeon.
Gu Nanyan continued peeling grapes for him without saying where they were going. "When we arrive, An'an will naturally know." Shen Bei'an looked out the window. "We're almost out of the capital, aren't we?"
This scenery doesn't look like that of the capital.
“Yes, let’s go somewhere else.” Gu Nanyan still didn’t elaborate, “but the place is one that An’an likes.” This time he gave a hint.
What are his favorite places?
This time, Shen Beian was not annoyed at all; his eyes were filled with joy at the prospect of seeing something new.
Shen Bei'an sat on the soft massage chair, picked up the book he hadn't finished reading and continued to flip through it. Gu Nan'an was handling company affairs while occasionally feeding him fruit with a fork.
Classical music was playing nearby, and the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood.
A delicate fragrance rises gently, and the melody of "Yangguan Sandie" lingers in my ears.
"We've arrived." The private jet landed, and Gu Nanyan put down his tablet. "Let An'an enjoy a different kind of lunch today."
Shen Beian knew that they would probably have lunch here.
Why does this place... feel so familiar?
"Mu Beidao?!" Shen Bei'an was somewhat surprised when he saw the three eye-catching traditional Chinese characters "Mu Beidao" on the large sign. "How did you end up here?"
“The next gift is here,” Gu Nanyan said, taking Shen Bei’an’s hand and leading him there. “I remember An’an has been quite interested in the ocean lately, hasn’t she?”
"Hmm." Shen Beian went to the aquarium a while ago, but since it was inaccessible and on land, it was a bit uncomfortable.
“But I went diving in the sea with Sister Tian and the others a few days ago.” Since coming here, Shen Bei’an’s main activity has been “taking a trip on a whim.”
They didn't even need to book train tickets; they just flew there on a private jet.
As for accommodation and tourism there, Meng Zhaojun is there as her all-powerful assistant.
"I've also explored the underwater tunnel," Shen Beian continued. After expressing his interest in the ocean, he immediately contacted Meng Zhaojun.
His all-powerful assistant arranged the entire process for him, allowing him to have a great time.
Shen Beian couldn't think of any other things to do underwater.
Gu Nanyan naturally knew that Meng Zhaojun had arranged a complete ocean tour for Shen Bei'an not long ago.
But she remained completely calm and handled the situation with ease.
"They're not quite the same. Those don't belong to An'an, do they?"
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Babies can count how many gifts the eldest son gave to Shen Beibei for her birthday this time.
It's the last day of August!
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