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A few days later, Jiang Zeyuan got Jian Yue up early again and said mysteriously, "Let's go to the Summer Palace today."

Jian Yue was a little confused, "Why are you so interested recently? You always drag us out to play."

Jiang Zeyuan just smiled and said, "We finally have some time, we should enjoy the time together as a family."

In the Summer Palace, the scenery of lakes and mountains is breathtaking.

Jiang Zeyuan took Jian Yue for a stroll along the corridor, admiring the exquisite paintings on the corridor.

Like a tour guide, he introduced the history of the Summer Palace to Jian Yue.

"Did you know that the Summer Palace is a large landscape garden built on the site of Kunming Lake and Wanshou Mountain, modeled after the West Lake in Hangzhou, and drawing on the design techniques of Jiangnan gardens. Every building here has a unique cultural connotation."

Jian Yue glanced at him and said, "You seem to have become a historian these days. How come you suddenly know so much about this?"

Jiang Zeyuan blinked his right eye and said, "I didn't have the chance before, but now is a good time to tell you about it, so that you can learn more about the history and culture of our country."

They walked along the lake, looking at the cruise ships in the lake and Wanshou Mountain in the distance.

"This marble boat has a meaning. It symbolizes the country of the Qing Dynasty. Although it looks solid, it actually faces various challenges. It's like this marble boat is always stuck in the lake and can't really move forward."

Jian Yue listened to his explanation and found it interesting.

But she also felt more and more that something was wrong with Jiang Zeyuan, as if he was hiding something from her.

Jiang Zeyuan became more and more excited as he spoke, and pulled her to stand in front of the stone boat for a long time.

It was as if he wanted to dig out all the stories behind this stone boat and tell them to her.

Jian Yue stood aside, tilting her head slightly, listening attentively with a smile on her face, and occasionally laughing softly at Jiang Zeyuan's vivid description.

"Come on, let's go over there and have a look."

Having said that, he took Jian Yue's hand and continued walking along the path by the lake.

His eyes kept switching between the surrounding scenery and Jian Yue, and the camera in his hand was always ready.

"Come, stand here. The background is so beautiful."

Jiang Zeyuan suddenly stopped and pulled her to stand under a weeping willow.

The branches of the weeping willows flutter in the wind like green silk threads.

He raised the camera and looked at Jian Yue through the lens, "Smile, dear."

Jian Yue slightly turned sideways with a sweet smile on her face.

Jiang Zeyuan quickly pressed the shutter.

With a "click", this beautiful moment was frozen.

"You, all you do is take pictures of me." Jian Yue scolded with a smile.

"You are so beautiful, how can we not take more photos? And the scenery here is truly picturesque when it matches you." Jiang Zeyuan said as he checked the photos he had just taken, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

They walked to a pavilion by the lake and sat down to rest.

Jiang Zeyuan took out a water bottle from his backpack and said, "Drink some water. We've been walking for so long."

Jian Yue took the kettle, took a sip, and looked at the lotus in the lake.

Jiang Zeyuan took the opportunity to take another photo of her drinking water. "This photo will definitely be good-looking too. Look at the light and shadow on your face. It's like a classical oil painting."

After a short rest, they continued their play.

Passing by a small bridge, the two stood in the middle of the bridge.

"This bridge is also very special. It connects different scenes, just like our lives. Every experience is like a different scene, and we walk together on these bridges that connect them."

Jian Yue laughed and punched him, "Your metaphor is quite fresh."

Jiang Zeyuan chuckled and raised his camera again, "Come, take a picture of us on the bridge. When you see this picture in the future, you can remember this moment."

They came to a patch of flowers, where colorful flowers were blooming and emitting bursts of fragrance.

Jiang Zeyuan pulled her into the flowers and said, "You are like a flower fairy. This place is simply a fairyland."

Then, he kept changing the angles to take pictures, and from time to time he instructed Jian Yue to pose, "Slightly sideways, yes, you can lightly place your hands on the flowers, it's so beautiful."

As the sun gradually set, the two arrived at the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

Looking up, the Buddhist Incense Pavilion on the mountain appears even more solemn and majestic in the sunset.

"Let's go up and have a look."

The two of them walked slowly up the mountain road, occasionally stopping to admire the beautiful scenery below the mountain.

When they arrived in front of the Buddhist Incense Pavilion, Jiang Zeyuan looked at Jian Yue's face, which was red in the setting sun, and raised his camera again.

"For the last photo of the day, I must include the sunset, the Buddhist Incense Pavilion, and you. This will be the perfect ending to our day."

Jian Yue stood there with a happy smile on her face, allowing him to take pictures.

night.

While taking a shower, I kept thinking about Jiang Zeyuan's abnormal behavior in the past few days.

When I came out of the shower, I saw him reading a magazine on the bed.

So, Jian Yue sat down beside the bed and asked directly, "Husband, what happened to you these days? You are suddenly so keen on taking us out to play, and you know so much about the history and culture. Are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Zeyuan was stunned, put down the magazine, and his eyes were a little evasive.

"No... Nothing much, I just want to hang out with you guys more and relax."

Jian Yue raised her eyebrows slightly and curled the corners of her mouth, "Don't lie to me, you know you can't hide it from me. Is there any change in work, or some other reason? Tell the truth."

Jiang Zeyuan was silent for a while, then took a deep breath.

"Actually... I have something I want to tell you, but I don't know how to start."

Jian Yue looked at him, a little nervous, "What's the matter? Don't keep me in suspense."

Jiang Zeyuan looked into her eyes and pursed his lips slightly, as if he was organizing his words.

"Wife, I was wondering if we could stay in Jing City instead of moving to Huacheng. Look, Jing City is so nice."

As he spoke, his eyes moved to the window, recalling every detail of Beijing.

"We have everything we are familiar with here, with a deep cultural heritage, and our children can go to school in a stable environment. Moreover, most of our family and friends are in Beijing, and we have already taken root here."

Jian Yue frowned slightly, opened her mouth, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After a while, he said, "Is this why you are here?"

As she spoke, she gently pulled her hand away, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed Jiang Zeyuan's hand.

Jiang Zeyuan gently stroked Jian Yue's hand, "Wife, have you really made up your mind about this matter?"

His eyes became more sincere, and he leaned forward slightly, "You can continue to expand your business here. Our family has always lived happily in Beijing, and I really can't bear to leave for the time being."

As he spoke, a hint of attachment flashed in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously tightened a little.