"Mom! Mom!" Zhang Yuping could take it no longer, her tears continuously falling onto the ground. "I'm going to die!" Qiancai Sheng said, then turned to jump off the bridge. Gao Liang had clearly seen the entire situation unfold—now, he simply couldn't stay silent anymore. Although the 100,000 yuan was extremely important to his own family, Zhang Yuping's current predicament demanded immediate intervention. Not for any other reason—just because he had witnessed this moment, he simply couldn't ignore it. Gao Liang, Zhang Yuping's classmate, suddenly seemed much more attentive and enthusiastic about money. Despite his daughter's embarrassment and regardless of whether his wife agreed, he immediately grasped Gao Liang's hand, gazing at him in a well-dressed suit, as if he were a son of a prominent family. He beamed warmly and said, "Ah, Mr. Gao! You truly have great virtue—your daughter's nature is so admirable; don't be too formal with her!" Then he quickly pulled his wife away. For the money-wealthy man, it was his heartfelt wish that his daughter would soon marry into a prestigious family at the first high school—transforming from a humble bird into a phoenix, from a common girl into a princess—this being a shared aspiration among ordinary families. Yet, they were completely unaware of Gao Liang's actual family background. If they had known, would they still have been so flattery and eager to please? With money in hand, the parents departed happily. Only Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping remained. "Gao Liang, I truly appreciate your saving my family!" Zhang Yuping said, full of gratitude. Gao Liang actually doesn’t want to be a good person, but when faced with certain matters he simply can’t ignore, he ends up doing so—this is what people call conscience. At heart, Gao Liang is genuinely kind. “Not even close to saving anyone! It should be me who’s being saved!” Gao Liang knows that he’s fallen behind significantly in his studies lately, and that Zhang Yuping hasn’t been taking time to catch up with him either. With his studies slipping, Gao Liang feels increasingly anxious. “Pffft!” Zhang Yuping burst out laughing—bright and warm. Gao Liang noticed that Zhang Yuping’s smile was even more radiant and charming than the large bouquet of roses she had given to Ye Qian earlier. “Let’s study together tomorrow!” They said it simultaneously—clearly, they were perfectly in sync. Zhang Yuping suggested inviting Gao Liang for a meal as a token of gratitude, and Gao Liang was thrilled. To be personally invited by Zhang Yuping would surely make the male students of Hanhai No.1 High School envious. The two arrived at Ru Xue Street near the school, as it was the weekend and the school was on a monthly holiday, so most students had returned home. They casually entered Tian Shang Ren Jian Restaurant, where Gao Liang and Zhang Yu Ping looked exceptionally well-matched, drawing envy from the reception staff. Gao Liang wore a very polished, well-put-together suit—selected from Long Feng Tang—complete with top-tier brands, exuding grace and charm. Zhang Yu Ping, today, wore her most elegant red dress, her hair neatly styled, especially the refined heart-shaped hairpin atop her head, shining brilliantly. As a top-tier campus beauty with a standard height of 165 cm, Zhang Yu Ping possessed a perfectly proportioned figure—well-contoured, slender, and graceful. Her large white rabbits on the front of her dress stood out beautifully, with a smooth, flowing silhouette. Her waist was flat, her hips subtly rounded, her steps light and fluid, her long hair flowing gently. Everywhere she went, a delicate fragrance filled the air, deeply captivating. The two walked side by side, graceful and radiant. When the male server carrying trays dropped them on the floor, he didn't even notice. The hall manager came over, scolded him severely, but the server remained unconvinced. He picked up the broken pieces, cutting his hand in the process, yet didn't feel any pain—because, he was simply breathtaking. Zhang Yупing's beauty absolutely captivated any man, including Gao Liang, who had trained in mental discipline. Xiao Qian had left, and the little angel-like Ying'er only appeared during her own practice sessions. How could she not feel lonely? To have Zhang Yупing, the top-tier campus beauty, as a companion today—how could she not be delighted? The hall manager, seeing that a major guest had arrived, smiled warmly and asked, "May I help you with anything, gentlemen?" Before Zhang Yупing could speak, Gao Liang said with ease, "I'd like premium guest service!" "Oh! Oh!" the manager beamed with delight, yet Zhang Yупing's heart tightened. Because premium guest service came with a significantly higher price. Once, Dong Jiao, the class president, celebrated her birthday here and invited her classmates for a special occasion, booking a premium service that cost a total of 5,000 yuan. Dong Jiao came from a well-off family, holding a gold card, and didn’t even blink at the expense. In contrast, herself, today she was hosting a dinner for Gao Huang, with only 200 yuan in hand—she had to settle for meals at smaller restaurants. If she had the means to spend that much, she wouldn’t have minded at all. Yet Gao Huang was remarkably composed, completely indifferent to the cost. Zhang Yuping knew Gao Huang’s family well—his mother alone had incurred treatment expenses totaling 100,000 yuan. Oh no! That very 100,000 yuan was precisely what his mother had accumulated in medical debts! Only then did Zhang Yuping suddenly realize the situation, immediately grabbing Gao Huang’s arm and whispering close to his ear, “Gao Huang, please, please don’t do it!” “Today, it’s my treat!” Gao Huang gave her a mysterious smile. “But we simply don’t have that much money, do Zhang Yuping frowned deeply, and Gao Liang said nothing, merely pointing at the top of Zhang Yuping's head and saying, "We can make money!" Zhang Yuping didn't understand what Gao Liang meant—how could money be so easily earned these days? So she gave a dull, unenthusiastic smile. At that moment, Tian Shang Ren Jian restaurant was hosting a grand drawing ceremony. The top prize was 10,000 yuan, the second prize 5,000 yuan, and the third prize 1,000 yuan. Zhang Yuping was pulled by Gao Liang to the drawing counter, and she wasn't convinced—how could winning be so lucky? But Gao Liang insisted that with her being such a top-tier beautiful woman, her luck would surely be excellent. Zhang Yuping found this amusing and agreed, "Alright, go ahead!" But she added, "Don't let me down! If I don't win, I'll never forgive you!" Gao Liang made a grimace and replied, "If I don't win the top prize, I'll let you handle me however you like." It's a bet! Whoever Both of them also felt cheerful today, a level of happiness that Zhang Yупing and Gao Liang had never experienced before. They were betting on who had better luck. However, they were somewhat disappointed—Zhang Yупing won only a 10-yuan prize, while Gao Liang secured a 15-yuan prize. Each of them spent 5 yuan to purchase the tickets.