The Beloved and Pampered Girl

Chapter 827: Chapter 827: The Simple Worldview is Refreshed Again!

“Wait a second, Uncle, don’t we still have to wait for the pilot?” I just heard a staff member say that the pilot hasn’t arrived yet.

“That’s me!”

“Huh? Uncle, you can also fly a plane?” Jian Dan felt her world was refreshed by Uncle once again.

Uncle, what is it that you can’t do?

This question might take Jian Dan a lifetime to figure out.

“I’ve only flown fighter jets before. This is the first time with a plane!” Chu Liyuan said casually.

“Uncle, can you tell me what you can’t do?” Jian Dan couldn’t help but ask.

“Hmm…” After pondering for a moment, he said with a smile curling at the corners of his mouth, “Giving birth!”

“Uncle, tell me the truth, are you with me because you can’t give birth and you’re trying to make up for that loss?”

“Jian Jian, aren’t you thinking too much?

There are many women in the world who can give birth, but there is only one you!”

“Among the vast rivers, you only wish for a ladle of water?” Jian Dan looked at Uncle with eyes that radiated light.

“It can only be you!” In Chu Liyuan’s heart, only Jian Jian could be the mother of his children.

“Uncle, if you keep this up, my tail really is going to raise up to the sky.”

“Isn’t that nice!”

“Nice? Uncle, are you really not afraid that I’ll take advantage of your can’t-live-without-me attitude and start acting up?”

“Go ahead and act up. No matter what you do, you can’t outdo me, the great sky,” he said with undeniable confidence.

Jian Dan now seriously suspected that she must have saved the universe in her past life, which is why she was so fortunate in this life to have met an husband like Uncle.

“If I can’t outdo it, then I won’t. With Uncle doting on me here, why would I want to go anywhere else?” Jian Dan said with a sweet, sticky voice.

The sweetness in Jian Dan’s voice almost melted Chu Liyuan’s heart.

Chu Liyuan led Jian Dan into the cockpit of the plane and had her sit in the co-pilot’s seat, carefully fastening her seatbelt for her.

In front of Uncle, Jian Dan was content being a useless little worm.

After getting Jian Jian settled, Chu Liyuan began fastening his own seatbelt.

Once everything was set, he contacted the control tower using the plane’s radio and, after getting clearance from the tower, Uncle began skilfully manipulating the myriad of buttons in the cockpit.

Watching the plane gain speed on the runway, faster and faster until it took to the air…

This wasn’t Jian Dan’s first time on a plane, but it was her first time in the cockpit. The view from the cockpit was so different from that of the passenger cabin.

The view from the cockpit was incredibly beautiful.

“Uncle, it’s so beautiful!” If it weren’t for Uncle, she might never have seen such a beautiful sight in her life.

The scenery outside was indeed beautiful, but in Chu Liyuan’s eyes, all the beauty in the world couldn’t compare to a fraction of Jian Jian’s.

Once the plane was stable, Chu Liyuan switched to autopilot. He then propped his elbow on the side of his chair, chin in hand, silently watching Jian Jian…

Jian Dan felt Uncle’s burning gaze. “Uncle, with such beautiful scenery to see, why do you keep looking at me?”

“I am looking at the most beautiful scenery!” The loveliest landscape to him.

Jian Dan’s cheeks blushed…

“Um, Uncle, where are we going now?” To distract from her shyness, she quickly changed the subject.

“I’ve set our first stop in France!”

“France?” France is synonymous with romance.

“Yep, we’ll decide on the rest of the itinerary as we go.”

“Okay!

Oh right, Uncle, I actually practised a song I wanted to sing for you at the wedding, but Xia Mengjiao and the others stopped me, afraid that I’d scare all the guests away!” Jian Dan spoke in a quiet voice.

“Sing it! I won’t be scared away!” Chu Liyuan always became a super invincible warm man in front of Jian Dan.

“So, I can sing?”

“Yes!”

Jian Dan sang an old Cantonese song, George Lam’s “Minutes and Seconds Require You.”

Singing was already very difficult for Jian Dan, especially a Cantonese song.

Watching Jian Jian earnestly sing, although sometimes off-pitch and with less-than-perfect Cantonese, it sounded incredibly sweet to Chu Liyuan’s ears.

The song ended…

Jian Dan closed her eyes, waiting for Uncle’s critique, but after a long wait, there was no feedback from Uncle. When she opened her eyes, she found Uncle gazing at her.

“Uncle, do you think my singing was good?” Jian Dan asked uncertainly.

“I really liked it!”

“Really?”

“Really!”

Although Jian Dan knew her singing wasn’t great, what mattered most was that Uncle liked it, right?