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Before dawn the next day, Shu Qingmo stood tremblingly in front of the cabin, waiting for Yan Zonglang to find clothes for him.

The temperature before the sun rises is the lowest time of the day, Shu Qingmo originally thought that he would be enough to resist the cold with a coat, but it turned out that his preparations were not enough.

After a while, Yan Zonglang brought over Secretary Chen's jacket. Although it was a business casual style, it was better than Yan Zonglang's suit jacket.

"What will Secretary Chen do later?" Shu Qingmo asked while putting on his coat.

"It's okay." Yan Zonglang said, "We were already back when he got up."

The reason why Shishi Mountain is called Shishi Mountain is because there is a huge rock on the top of the mountain, which gradually becomes the shape of a lion due to natural weathering.

In addition, the sunrise and the sea of ​​clouds on the top of Shishi Mountain are vast and magnificent. Many tourists who come to Shishi Mountain come for the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain.

Yan Zonglang asked Shu Qingmo to get up at five o'clock and took him to watch the sunrise. Shu Qingmo thought that he could just accumulate drawing materials, so he got up on time at five o'clock.

But he never expected that getting out of bed would not be the most difficult part of watching the sunrise.

On the stone steps where there was no end, Shu Qingmo panted heavily, leaning against the railing to rest.

It's not that he has never climbed a mountain before, but the height of the mountains he has climbed before is at most 200 meters, and he can reach the top of the mountain by walking slowly for half an hour.

The altitude of Shishi Mountain is more than 3000 meters. The higher you go, the thinner the air. For Shu Qingmo, who has not exercised all year round, it is even more difficult than running 3000 meters.

Yan Zonglang on the side and the bodyguards behind them were fine, as if they were climbing ordinary stairs.

Yan Zonglang looked at his watch and asked Shu Qingmo, "Can I continue to climb?"

Shu Qingmo managed to adjust her breathing, and was hesitating to rest for a while, when an adult led a child passing by, and while climbing up, the child looked at Shu Qingmo's direction and said, "Dad, look, That brother can't move anymore."

The adult led the child and quickly walked to the front, Shu Qingmo straightened up, gritted his teeth and said, "Climb."

After a while, Shu Qingmo gasped violently again, he only felt that the air in his lungs was not enough, every deep breath seemed to burst his lungs.

Yan Zonglang stopped, looked at the pale Shu Qingmo and asked, "Are you really alright?"

In fact, he was already a little dizzy, and he didn't know if it was a slight altitude sickness.Moreover, in this low temperature weather, his right hand was also aching, and he kept it in his pocket and never took it out.

But no matter what, he didn't want to give up halfway.If everyone else can climb it, so can he.

Yan Zonglang exhaled with a headache, and said to Shu Qingmo: "At your speed, we climb up and others should come down after watching the sunrise."

Shu Qingmo bit his lower lip unwillingly, and continued to climb up with steps: "Then I'll walk faster."

"Okay." Yan Zonglang grabbed Shu Qingmo's arm, "If you faint here, I won't be able to call you a doctor."

Last time Shu Qingmo was too brave, even in the sauna she passed out.Yan Zonglang had no doubts at all, until the moment before he completely lost consciousness, Shu Qingmo would not bow his head to show weakness to him.

"I won't faint." Shu Qingmo said stubbornly, "I can keep up."

Yan Zonglang stopped answering the conversation, but came to the two steps below Shu Qingmo, squatted down and said, "Come up."

Shu Qingmo was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, the bodyguard beside him said, "Boss Yan, how about I..."

Yan Zonglang glanced at the bodyguard expressionlessly, and the bodyguard immediately fell silent.

Shu Qingmo didn't notice the episode between Yan Zonglang and the bodyguard, he looked at the generous back in front of him, and asked uncertainly: "Mr. Yan, do you want... to carry me?"

"Come up." Yan Zonglang said a little impatiently, "If you drag on, you really can't see the sunrise."

Shu Qingmo was a little embarrassed, but Yan Zonglang was right, at his speed of climbing for 1 minute and resting for 3 minutes, I am afraid that he would really miss the sunrise.

He obediently lay on Yan Zonglang's back, Yan Zonglang hooked the knee sockets of his legs, stood up effortlessly, and continued to climb up the mountain.The bodyguards followed closely behind the two to avoid accidents.

The warm back instantly relieved Shu Qingmo's discomfort, and he asked a little nervously, "Mr. Yan, am I too heavy?"

"You are also called heavy?" Yan Zonglang looked straight ahead and said, "Your physical fitness should really be strengthened. The little girls are better than you."

As soon as Yan Zonglang finished his sentence, a girl walked swiftly from the side of the two of them to the front.

Shu Qingmo whispered: "I rarely exercise..."

"It can be seen." Yan Zonglang said casually, "Except for the butt, there is no flesh on the body."

Shu Qingmo didn't know how to answer the words, her ears were slightly red.

Yan Zonglang didn't want to chat to death, he continued: "From now on, when you get up in the morning, go downstairs and run for a couple of laps."

Shu Qingmo said: "There is no place where I can run in the community I live in."

"Then swim." Yan Zonglang said, "Come to my house."

"You're like a devil's coach." Shu Qingmo whispered, "You and Shu Mengfu's children will be miserable in the future."

Yan Zonglang paused when he heard the words, and glanced back casually: "Don't think about it."

As the sunrise approached, the scenery along the way gradually took shape.

The pine trees on both sides of the road hang crystal clear water droplets, and the misty valley is ready to welcome the first ray of morning light in the morning.

Shu Qingmo lay on Yan Zonglang's back and thought wildly. He vaguely remembered that when he met Yan Zonglang for the second time, Yan Zonglang asked his bodyguards to take him upstairs.

In other words, Yan Zonglang did not carry him or carry him upstairs that night.

But today was weird.

Shu Qingmo turned her head to look at the bodyguards following the two of them, wondering why Yan Zonglang didn't let the bodyguards carry him, but did this kind of rough work by herself.

But it was not easy for him to ask.

If he mentioned it, Yan Zonglang suddenly realized that he didn't have to carry it by himself and dumped him to the bodyguard, then the bodyguard brother would probably hate him to death.

When Shu Qingmo was thinking wildly and was about to fall asleep, the person under him finally stopped.

The vision in front of him suddenly opened up, and the surroundings became full of people's voices. Shu Qingmo jumped off Yan Zonglang's back, and saw the rising sun appearing in the peachy clouds in the sky from a distance.

"It's the sunrise!" Shu Qingmo's face was covered with a layer of light orange blush by the sun, unable to conceal the excitement on his face, he looked at Yan Zonglang and said, "It's so beautiful, Mr. Yan."

"Yeah." Yan Zonglang happened to be looking at Shu Qingmo, he smiled lightly and said, "It's very beautiful."

In just ten minutes, the sky had completely lit up.

Under the huge stone lion, there were many tourists posing for a group photo, and Shu Qingmo pulled Yan Zonglang over to take a photo with him.

"Sure enough, standing on a high place can see a more beautiful scenery."

After being tired from walking around the top of the mountain, Shu Qingmo rested his hands on the railing and looked at the boundless sea of ​​clouds comfortably.

"Climb up by yourself next time." Standing beside Shu Qingmo, Yan Zonglang said with a pun, "I can't help you forever."

Shu Qingmo gave a "hmm" and nodded understandingly.

"By the way," Yan Zonglang said as he took out a small purple velvet box from his coat pocket, "This is for you."

Shu Qingmo took the small box, looked at Yan Zonglang puzzledly and asked, "This is...?"

Yan Zonglang said: "Graduation gift."

Shu Qingmo opened the small box and found a golden jasmine brooch inside, which was almost exactly the same as his seal, but the workmanship was more delicate, and even the pattern of the leaf was clearly visible.

He held the brooch in his hand, and it was very heavy. It was not difficult to see that the brooch was forged from solid gold.

"Do you like it?" Yan Zonglang asked casually.

Shu Qingmo came back to his senses, he slammed the small box shut, handed it to Yan Zonglang and said, "Mr. Yan, I can't accept it."

Yan Zonglang's expression was a little surprised: "Why?"

Shu Qingmo said honestly, "You have already given me a graduation present."

More than half of the ten boxes of paint that Yan Zonglang sent last time were left.

Yan Zonglang said casually: "Then it will be the payment for painting."

Shu Qingmo shook her head: "It's your reward for taking me out on a trip."

Yan Zonglang said patiently: "Then take it as a reward for climbing to the top of the mountain."

Shu Qingmo said: "But you carried me on your back."

Yan Zonglang was really confused by Shu Qingmo's stubborn temper, he didn't bother to make excuses, frowned and said: "This is specially made for you, if you don't want it, you can throw it down the mountain."

Shu Qingmo was not willing to throw it away, he silently put the brooch into his coat pocket, thinking that Yan Zonglang looked gentle and refined on the surface, but in fact he was extremely domineering.

Seeing that Shu Qingmo finally accepted the gift obediently, Yan Zonglang asked with a sigh of relief, "Why is your seal a jasmine flower?"

Shu Qingmo pursed her lips, and then slowly said her mother's name.

Yan Zonglang nodded thoughtfully, and did not continue to ask.

Shu Qingmo knew that her mother's reputation was not very good outside, and he didn't know what to justify, so he took the initiative to say to Yan Zonglang: "Actually, she is very pitiful, she has always believed that she and Shu Guohua are in love, but I don't think so .”

Speaking of this, Shu Qingmo suddenly realized that he didn't seem to need to defend himself, so he pulled out an indifferent smile and said to Yan Zonglang: "Maybe you think that poor people must have something to hate, after all, she ruined other people's lives." family."

Yan Zonglang didn't express his opinion, looked at Shu Qingmo and said: "It's hard to comment on things you don't understand."

Shu Qingmo stopped answering the conversation, the topic was indeed a bit heavy, Yan Zonglang changed the subject and said, "Will you properly frame the Tang Dynasty "Ladies Outing in Spring" that Fang Wanrou gave you?"

"Yes." Shu Qingmo said, "President Huang spoke for me that day, so I don't need to make things difficult for him."

Yan Zonglang frowned slightly, and asked strangely: "President Huang?"

Shu Qingmo said: "That painting is in President Huang's collection."

"Heh." Yan Zonglang chuckled, "That's not President Huang's collection, it's your Shu family's collection."

Shu Qingmo was stunned: "What?"

Yan Zonglang said: "Fang Wanrou's art museum will open soon, and there are many works to be exhibited, and that painting "Ladies Outing in Spring" is the treasure of the museum."

While Shu Qingmo was stunned, he suddenly realized.

Dare to love Fang Wanrou because she wanted to frame the painting, but she was afraid that Shu Qingmo would play tricks, so she made up an excuse to fool him, and even chose President Huang who had spoken to him at the family banquet as a cover.

It's really a good plan, no wonder he can teach a son like Shu Yichen.

Shu Qingmo's eyes gradually turned cold, and a faint anger rose in his heart.

Yan Zonglang looked at Shu Qingmo's appearance, and asked leisurely: "Will you still help her frame the painting properly?"

"Framed, why not framed?" Shu Qingmo said coldly, "No matter who the owner of the painting is, it deserves to be treated well."

Yan Zonglang raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Then you are planning to compromise with her?"

Shu Qingmo didn't answer right away. He thought for a moment, looked at Yan Zonglang and said, "Mr. Yan, can you lend me the four pictures of the Four Heavenly Kings?"

The foreshadowing is enough, the little comrades will start to fight back ps it will still be 0 o'clock tomorrow night