Chapter 1306: Making Up for the Honeymoon, Got Altitude Sickness

At Shi Ran's home.

Yun Qitian brought over a bowl of bird's nest soup to feed his wife.

"You don't need to feed me, I can do it myself."

"No."

Yun Qitian refused: "Shi Ran, remember, in this home, as long as it's something I can do, you don't have to. The only thing you need to do is keep yourself happy and joyful; you don't need to worry about anything else."

Shi Ran opened her mouth to eat a spoonful of bird's nest, then stared straight at her husband.

Her husband was handsome and devoted; since they got married, he had almost never taken the initiative to speak to other girls.

He poured his whole heart into her, and whatever she wanted to do, he supported.

Such a husband was truly so excellent that one couldn't pick out a single flaw.

Shi Ran now felt a deep sense of guilt, feeling that it wasn't worth being sad for Qi Heng, yet she still couldn't control it.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"Mm."

"Where?"

"I'll help you wipe it off."

She hooked her finger and scraped it across the bridge of his nose, then said, "There, done."

He also stared at her earnestly, then said in an even more earnest tone, "There's something dirty on your face, too; let me help you wipe it off."

But he didn't use his hand; instead, he puckered his lips and leaned in directly…

…

It took a long time to finish the bowl of bird's nest.

Yun Qitian said to his wife, "How about we don't go to the company tomorrow? Let's make up for our honeymoon."

"Why did you suddenly think of making up for our honeymoon?"

"I haven't been happy lately, and I want to go out to clear my head."

Shi Ran was speechless.

It was clearly she who was unhappy, yet her husband took all the problems upon himself.

Seeing through something without pointing it out is sometimes a form of cultivation; even between husband and wife, a little bit of tact and saving face is necessary.

"Husband, you're so good!"

Shi Ran took the initiative to throw herself into her husband's arms, rubbing her head against his chest, as well-behaved as a little kitten.

Dingsheng Group.

The Chairman's office.

Sheng Hanyu received the report that both the President and Vice President were requesting leave, and without the slightest hesitation, he signed his name on it.

Then he called Yun Zhe Hao: "Hey, I'm overwhelmed here, come over and help me."

Yun Zhe Hao protested: "Why should I?"

"My son has already become your man, and you still want to drag me over too? What's this? Is your Sheng Family's business business, and my Yun Family's business not considered a trade?"

Yun Zhe Hao had strong opinions about his son constantly managing business at the Sheng Family instead of coming home to help.

Sheng Hanyu's tone was even sharper than his: "Hmph! Your son is my man? That brat abducted my daughter, and the two of them are asking for two months off to go travel and sightsee; they're leaving tomorrow…"

Yun Zhe Hao immediately turned his anger into joy, smiling as he said, "Good, good, good! They've finally figured it out. They should go out and play; a happy mood is conducive to the healthy growth of the next generation. After this trip, ten months from now, I'll be a grandfather and you'll be a maternal grandfather!"

The two children had been married for a while, and although they hadn't urged them to conceive, they hoped to hold the next generation as soon as possible.

Regardless of whether it was a boy or a girl, a soft, fluffy, dumpling-like Baobao—how cute would that be?

Just thinking about it was wonderful, but the pity was that there had been no news of Shi Ran being pregnant.

Sheng Hanyu kept that same cold tone: "Cut the nonsense, just tell me if you're coming to help or not?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'll move over tomorrow."

The next day.

He didn't just move over himself; he also brought Sheng Zerong and Jian Yining over as well.

He called it: "Sharing blessings and enduring hardships together; brothers working together have high efficiency."

The work efficiency didn't seem to be much higher, but the happiness was real.

The biggest bigwigs in Jiangzhou were all gathered together, working in one office!

Throughout Dingsheng, from high-level executives to ordinary employees, everyone's nerves were taut; they were meticulous while working, fearing that if they made a mistake, they would be laughed at by people from the brothers' companies.

Since the bosses of their own groups had all run off to work at someone else's company, whenever there were important documents, the subordinates had to send them over to Dingsheng.

For a time, there was a constant stream of people, and it was very lively.

…

Maldives.

Three days after arriving, Yun Qitian discovered that his wife was once again lacking interest, and he knew that she had had enough of staying there.

"I don't like the seaside; I want to go back to work," he said proactively.

Shi Ran wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and tapped his lips lightly: "Qitian, you're always like this; aren't you tired?"

"What are you saying? I don't understand."

"Don't play dumb. You're the person who loves the ocean the most. Mother told me that you've loved the ocean since you were a child, and you wouldn't get tired of it even if you lived here for a year straight."

Yun Qitian's secret was exposed, but he didn't blush.

He said righteously: "That's right, I did love the ocean the most before, but later on, what I loved most wasn't the ocean—it was you!"

He lightly scraped his wife's nose and said dotingly: "You're smart, so it's no surprise you can see through my little schemes, but why aren't you more patient? Why don't you keep looking further? My little scheme was to make you happy and comfortable, but deep down, it wasn't about giving up my hobbies to accommodate yours."

"It's that your preferences have unconsciously influenced mine, becoming my own. What I did was a subconscious reaction, a joy that welled up from the depths of my heart; it wasn't pandering, and it certainly wasn't compromising."

Shi Ran was moved to tears by her husband once again.

"Husband, I must have saved the galaxy in my past life to have met such a good husband as you in this life."

Moved as she was, she refused the proposal to go back to work.

Shi Ran decided not to be a workaholic woman; that was not her goal.

Her goal was to be a good wife to Yun Qitian.

Goodness is mutual; it is not one-sided giving, and even less is it one-sided taking!

Shi Ran wanted to stay and continue looking at the sea.

Yun Qitian insisted on leaving, so they would not look at the sea!

In the end, the two compromised and decided to go somewhere else to play.

Since they had taken two months of leave when they came out, they would play for the full two months before going back.

Yun Qitian suggested going to Tibet; everyone says it is a good place to purify the soul and has miraculous effects on healing unhappiness.

Shi Ran agreed, and the two happily set off!

Before going, they did quite thorough preparation work, preparing high-SPF sunscreen, sunglasses, headscarves, cooling sleeves, oxygen... and they even took Rhodiola rosea for three days before departing.

However, man proposes, God disposes.

Upon arriving at the destination and getting off the plane, Yun Qitian started to suffer from altitude sickness.

His legs felt weak, his head was dizzy and nauseous, as if he were stepping on cotton.

Shi Ran, however, had no altitude sickness at all; the altitude here was high, and the clouds were so low, so low that it felt as if she could grab them in her hand if she reached out!

He was afraid of ruining his wife's mood, so he endured the discomfort and tried his best to pretend he was fine.

But the observant Shi Ran still noticed.

"Husband, why are you swaying when you walk? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yun Qitian said, "No, I'm just happy!"

As he spoke, he even struck an exaggerated pose to cover up the fact that he was walking unsteadily.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh, ugh!"

Because his body movements were too large, his head became even dizzier, and unable to hold back the nausea, he began to retch.

"Let me see."

Shi Ran pulled off the headscarf her husband had wrapped tightly around his head, revealing his pale face, with cold sweat popping out from his forehead like beans.