146: Chapter 146 Wanting Mountains, Seas, and Freedom

Gazing out from the heights, it was late autumn in the homeland, the air turning crisp.

A thousand miles of mountains and rivers looked like a painting, but... the beauty was glaring in anger.

"♪ One, two, three, holding hands; four, five, six, heads held high; seven, eight, nine, let's elope to the moon..."

Shen Weiyue didn't care about Zhao the Fox's embarrassment and annoyance; he even hummed the little tune triumphantly.

Zhao Qingyan had heard this song before. She looked at him with disdain, thinking to herself, 'Who wants to elope with you?', while snorting, "Childish!"

"So what? If I can't be free and easy in front of you, what's the point?"

Shen Weiyue struck a couldn't-care-less pose.

Zhao Qingyan was touched by what he said and couldn't help but ask him, "Stupid Donkey, use your clever brain to answer me a question. If there was an important matter you needed to do, but the price was that you could never be free and easy again, what would you do?"

Shen Weiyue answered without even thinking, "If it means not being free and easy, can that even count as an important matter? My opinion is: don't do it!"

"Then what if it's the person closest to you who wants you to do it?"

"Then I'd find a way to adapt and do it."

"How would you adapt?"

"That's hard to say. You have to analyze each specific situation. Have you run into something?"

Shen Weiyue suddenly stopped walking. Zhao Qingyan, lost in thought, couldn't stop in time and bumped into his chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, you threw yourself into my arms, I didn't hug you on purpose..."

Although Shen Weiyue said this, he was secretly overjoyed and even took a deep breath of her scent.

Zhao Qingyan frowned and said, "If you're walking, just walk properly. Why stop suddenly?"

She poked him as usual.

Seeing her unreasonable behavior, Shen Weiyue really wanted to press her against the city wall and spank her.

This fickle woman.

Zhao Qingyan felt strange when his lips brushed against her forehead and hurriedly stepped back, finding a topic to cover her confusion.

"Shen Weiyue, you said you wanted to be a big boss. Does that mean you're good at managing people?"

"To tell you the truth, I do have a talent for that." Shen Weiyue smacked his lips, staring at her forehead with a heart full of palpitations.

Zhao Qingyan pulled her hand away, leaned on the city wall, and gazed into the distance, wondering what she was thinking.

Shen Weiyue leaned over to lean against the wall next to her and said seriously, "Do you believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just..."

"It's just that you want to see for yourself?" Shen Weiyue smiled and said, "Then do you want to make a bet?"

"Oh?"

"A one-year term. By this time next year, I will own a company with no fewer than one hundred employees, so you can truly see my talent. If I fail, I'll grant you one request."

Shen Weiyue looked at Zhao the Fox's profile, leaned in closer, and drawled, "And if I succeed..."

"What?" Zhao Qingyan turned her head, and their eyes met.

"You have to let me hug you for five minutes." Shen Weiyue felt like he was about to fall into her starry eyes.

"No." Zhao Qingyan shook her head in refusal. Just as Shen Weiyue was thinking this fox was really hard to trap, he heard her say, "At most... at most one minute."

Damn it... is that how we're playing?

Director Shen was excited. He hadn't expected her to actually agree, so he held up four fingers: "Four minutes, no less!"

The little fox still shook her head: "Two minutes, two minutes, okay?"

Oh my god, she's actually acting cute?

"Okay..." Shen Weiyue almost agreed, but quickly gritted his teeth to calm himself down, "My ass, no way. Let's compromise at three minutes. Are you a sore loser?"

"You only have that much ambition in your head..." Zhao Qingyan hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Shen Weiyue, if you're really that capable, can you help me with something?"

Shen Weiyue straightened up. This was the first time in all the time they had known each other that Zhao the Fox had asked him for help.

"Sure, what is it?"

"I can't say it now, I'll tell you when the time comes."

Zhao Qingyan felt happy after getting his affirmative answer, and the corners of her mouth curled into a beautiful arc.

Shen Weiyue said to her seriously, "Fox, not just one or two things, even if it's thousands, as long as you ask, I will help you."

"Aren't you afraid it might be something bad?" she asked softly.

"Not afraid. Since we became deskmates, you've always been helping me for free. You, on the surface, are cold and aloof, but in reality, you're especially kind. You're the best woman to me, aside from my mom."

"Hmph, good that you know." Zhao Qingyan sniffled and glanced at him, "Stupid Donkey, I'll sell you out when the time comes."

"Haha, split the money with me."

Shen Weiyue laughed loudly, then, with lightning speed, took her hand again and continued walking forward leisurely.

As he walked, he tickled her palm.

Zhao Qingyan's palm itched, but she really couldn't do anything about him, so she pouted and let him be.

She didn't want to think about anything anymore.

If they could just keep strolling like this, it didn't seem like it would be so bad.

Shen Weiyue's silent, gentle intrusion had once again eroded some of her defenses. Fortunately, there were no high school classmates here, otherwise, they would be so shocked their teeth would fall out.

Cultural Reference was actually holding School Beauty Zhao's hand; that's fucking amazing!

The setting sun was like blood, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Shen Weiyue held Zhao Qingyan's hand as they strolled along the Great Wall for a long time, talking about many, many things. Of course, most of it was him talking and her listening, but their relationship had quietly grown much closer.

Zhao Qingyan would often look at him in surprise, wondering why this Stupid Donkey knew so many random things.

Anecdotes, official history, unofficial history, things from all over the world, things from heaven to earth...

How could one person be so talkative?

The current Shen Weiyue didn't look like the Shen Weiyue from high school at all. The sense of affinity and persuasiveness that made people inexplicably close to him—perhaps he really would be a big boss in the future.

"What are you thinking about? Fasten your seatbelt."

On the cable car, Shen Weiyue saw Zhao Qingyan staring blankly for no reason, so he leaned over to fasten her seatbelt.

The buckle clicked at her waist, startling Zhao Qingyan back to reality.

She felt a tingling sensation in her waist and couldn't help but want to squirm.

No one knew that Zhao Qingyan's waist was her most sensitive spot. Shen Weiyue's touch while fastening the seatbelt, even through her sweater, made her face burn.

"Shen the Donkey, you... don't do this in the future, I can fasten it myself..."

"You can, but you didn't... Huh, why are you blushing?"

Shen Weiyue seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. Why was this ice fox blushing?

Could it be... the waist is the switch?

Oh my, Director Shen, I think I've found the key!

So when the cable car reached the bottom of the mountain, Shen Weiyue was quick to unfasten the seatbelt, pretending to brush the back of his hand against Zhao Qingyan's waist. She couldn't help but tremble.

Confirmed, it really is here.

Shen Weiyue made a mental note of it, and Zhao Qingyan, embarrassed and angry, poked him several times.

She had told him not to help, not to help, but he wouldn't listen.

It was so ticklish.

"♪ Wanting mountains, wanting seas, wanting freedom; wanting the sunset that burns the sky red; wanting a long-haired girl to accompany me; wanting to dream a wild, uninhibited dream..."

After getting off, Shen Weiyue hummed the song Zhao Qingyan hadn't heard before and walked happily toward the exit.

The little fox, carrying her cherry blossom pink bag, was still being led by the hand, walking behind him.

She was too lazy to struggle anymore. She really wanted to be like the lyrics of the song: wanting mountains, wanting seas, and wanting freedom.