290: Chapter 289 Unlocks a New Way to Watch the Sunrise

At 5:30 in the morning, the sound of waves drifted into the room through the glass.

When Qin Feng woke up, Gu Qianqian was hugging him, her hand resting on his waist and her face pressed against his chest.

Qin Feng lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Gu Qianqian opened her eyes.

"Awake?"

"Mm."

"Up so early?"

"I want to watch the sunrise."

Qin Feng closed his eyes.

"I don't want to move."

Gu Qianqian looked up at him.

"Accompany me."

"I want to sleep a bit longer."

Gu Qianqian gave his waist a pinch.

"No, you must watch it?"

Qin Feng took a breath.

"President Gu, this is workplace bullying."

"Bullying? You're the boss."

"The boss wants to sleep."

Gu Qianqian propped herself up and looked out the window.

"Hurry up, Qin Feng, please."

Qin Feng checked the time and reached out to press the central control.

The curtains opened, revealing the sea horizon through the floor-to-ceiling window. The sky wasn't fully bright yet, with a line of faint light hugging the water in the distance.

Gu Qianqian pulled Qin Feng's hand, trying to pull him up.

Instead, Qin Feng pulled her into his arms.

"Watch it like this."

Gu Qianqian's back pressed against his chest.

"You're watching it just like this?"

"Otherwise?"

"I want to watch it from the terrace."

"It's too cold outside in the morning."

"Besides, can't we see it from here too?"

Gu Qianqian looked down at his hand wrapped around her waist.

"This 'care' of yours, isn't it a bit too..."

Qin Feng didn't answer.

Gu Qianqian soon noticed his hand wasn't being honest.

"Qin Feng."

"Mm."

"Are you doing something bad?"

"No."

"Aren't I watching the sunrise with you?"

Gu Qianqian turned her head to look at him.

"Are you sure?"

Qin Feng leaned close to her ear.

"President Gu, it's a sunrise over the sea. Are you sure you want to keep arguing with me instead of watching it?"

Gu Qianqian bit her lip and stopped talking.

The light outside the window intensified, the horizon pushed open by an orange-red glow. The edges of the clouds brightened first, and light spread layer by layer toward the yacht.

Qin Feng had Gu Qianqian lie face down on the bed.

As the sun slowly rose, the figures in the yacht's bedroom were stretched infinitely; as the sun slowly rose, the figures inside the cabin swayed.

Gu Qianqian watched the sunrise outside the window, her legs curling up unconsciously.

The shadows on the wall swayed.

[Ding! Marked target Gu Qianqian has generated a complex emotion of shyness, heartbeat, and satisfaction!]

[points +3800!]

Qin Feng also looked ahead, following Gu Qianqian's gaze.

The phone on the nightstand vibrated.

Qin Feng glanced at it.

Zhao Feng: Song Yanchen missed his flight; the Shen Family side already knows.

Qin Feng put the phone back face down.

Gu Qianqian asked, "Jinling?"

Qin Feng said, "A small matter. Watch the sunrise first."

Thirty minutes later, Qin Feng sat on the edge of the bed holding Gu Qianqian.

Gu Qianqian spoke up.

"Qin Feng."

"Mm?"

"Don't make the schedule too full today."

"Want to take it slow?"

"Mm."

"Then is it full right now?"

She leaned her head back on his shoulder.

"It's full. Also, don't mention what happened this morning to anyone."

Qin Feng chuckled.

"Which thing?"

Gu Qianqian turned to look at him.

"Just that thing."

"President Gu, I have a bad memory."

"Then should I help you recover it?"

Her hand reached for his side.

Qin Feng caught her wrist.

"Don't."

"Scared?"

"Who's scared."

Gu Qianqian stared at him for two seconds and laughed.

...

At ten in the morning, the yacht stopped outside a small island. The seawater was transparent, the reef visible below, with two speedboats patrolling nearby.

The diving instructor stood on the stern platform. He was in his mid-thirties, with bronze-tanned skin, short hair, and an old scar on the back of his hand. He held a checklist.

"Mr. Qin, Ms. Gu, today is a recreational deep dive. The depth is within twelve meters, the current isn't strong, but don't touch the reef area randomly; coral cuts are hard to treat."

Gu Qianqian nodded.

"Understood."

The instructor looked at her ankle.

"Ms. Gu has an ankle injury; I suggest kicking less."

Qin Feng said, "It's fine, I'll take her."

Gu Qianqian changed into her diving suit—a black one-piece swimsuit under a short-sleeved wetsuit. The zipper went up to her collarbone, the waistline was cinched, and her legs looked exceptionally long.

Qin Feng looked for two seconds.

Gu Qianqian looked up.

"What are you looking at?"

"Checking the equipment."

"Is it equipment you're checking?"

"Professional procedure."

She handed over the mask.

"Then be more professional."

Qin Feng adjusted the straps for her, his fingers reaching behind her head to pull out any trapped hair.

Qin Feng lowered his head to check the tank valve.

"Bite the mouthpiece and breathe."

Gu Qianqian did as told and nodded.

Qin Feng pressed the shoulder straps again.

"Is it tight?"

Gu Qianqian spat out the mouthpiece.

"Ask that one more time and I'll suspect you're doing it on purpose."

Only then did Qin Feng laugh and let go. Ten minutes later, the two entered the water.

As the seawater enveloped her body, Gu Qianqian tensed up slightly.

Qin Feng supported her waist from the side and back, held her wrist, and used a hand signal to ask if she could continue.

Gu Qianqian nodded.

The two slowly descended.

Sunlight fell from the surface, shimmering on the diving masks. The coral reef spread out quietly, and a few small fish darted out from the crevices and scattered.

Only the sound of breathing and bubbles remained in the water, along with Qin Feng's hand constantly holding hers.

Qin Feng used a hand signal to ask if she was tired. This was a signal he had just taught her on the boat.

She shook her head and made a writing motion.

Qin Feng handed over the underwater writing slate.

Gu Qianqian wrote.

"I wasn't tired."

She wrote again.

"Insisting on watching the sunrise like that this morning, weren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Qin Feng took the slate.

"No one dares to enter the bedroom suite."

Gu Qianqian reached out to pinch his arm, but it lacked strength through the diving suit.

Qin Feng caught her hand and placed it back in his palm.

Descending another two meters, Gu Qianqian's mask fogged up, and a little water leaked in at the edge.

Her movements stopped.

Qin Feng leaned in, one hand pressing against her back and the other supporting her jaw, signaling her to breathe slowly.

Gu Qianqian looked at him, the rise and fall of her chest gradually calming down.

Qin Feng had her tilt her head back, his thumb brushing her jaw as he adjusted the mask's edge and then lightly pressed the purge valve.

The water was expelled.

Gu Qianqian wrote two words in his palm.

Thank you.

Qin Feng wrote back.

Thank me when we get back.

Gu Qianqian reached out to push him, but halfway through, she was caught by him again.

She felt so relaxed and happy.

Only having to stare at the water in front of her.

And the person holding her hand.

[Ding! Marked target Gu Qianqian has generated a complex emotion of shyness, dependence, and joy!]

[points +4200!]

Behind the reef, a school of small blue fish circled the coral.

Gu Qianqian watched, mesmerized.

Qin Feng led her closer, maintaining distance and not touching the reef.

At 11:20 AM, the two surfaced.

Qin Feng climbed onto the platform first, then turned to pull Gu Qianqian up into his arms.

Gu Qianqian took off her mask and let out a breath.

"Refreshing."

Qin Feng wrapped a towel around her shoulders.

"President Gu's evaluation is so direct?"

"Stop being cheeky."

Just then, the instructor walked over.

"Mr. Qin, should we cancel the afternoon flying fish project? We need to be careful with Ms. Gu's ankle."

Gu Qianqian immediately looked over.

"Don't cancel it."

Qin Feng look at her.

"Does it hurt?"

"No."

"Tell the truth."

"A little."

"Rest for half an hour."

Gu Qianqian pulled the towel tight.

"We'll play in half an hour."

Qin Feng looked at her for a few seconds.

"Fine."

Gu Qianqian sat on a lounge chair with her foot elevated.

She looked at the sea, holding a water bottle.

It was the last day in Sanya, and she was a bit reluctant to leave.

But in Jinling, there was still Shen Bingtong and the Song Family. She seemed to already know in her heart that a man like Qin Feng could not belong to her alone.

She looked up.

"After we're done this afternoon, we'll head back to Jinling."

Qin Feng unscrewed a bottle cap for her.

"Can you bear to?"

"Even if I can't, we have to go back."

"President Gu is so hardworking?"

“Shen Bingtong saved me; I don't like owing favors."

Qin Feng put the bottle back on the table.

"Then we'll go back after we finish playing."

Gu Qianqian's toes touched his knee.

"Don't mess around again this afternoon."

Qin Feng looked down.

"It's a flying fish project. How could I mess around?"

Gu Qianqian looked at him.

"You know perfectly well."