"I love you to death!" The girl gave her boyfriend another passionate kiss. "Let's take this unlucky guy out!" the security guard was shouting. Highlight said loudly, "Wait! Give me one last chance! I just need one draw!" The security guard was impatient, "Hurry up!" Highlight stepped in. This time, the spiritual energy of his Spirit Eye was strong and vibrant. He gathered the holy light within him, absorbed it, transformed it, and released it—controlled entirely through his mental focus, concentrating it in his eyes, making them sharper and more penetrating. He reached out and touched a rather unremarkable ticket, as many people had touched it but abandoned it, because the ticket featured several unfortunates numbers like "7" and "4"—unlucky digits. People generally sought auspicious numbers, like "6" and "8," and were eager for big wins. Zhang Yuping said even less hopeful, "High-light! You're truly hopeless!" "But when they peeled back the envelope, they were stunned: '5,000!' Zhang Yупing became excited and spontaneously kissed Gao Huang warmly, then joyfully exclaimed, 'Gao Huang! You're absolutely amazing!' Everyone else turned their eyes in admiration toward them. The young man was not satisfied and said, '5,000? What's that? If you're capable, then draw 10,000!' 'Great! Let's make a bet—will you dare?' Gao Huang smiled with confidence. Soon they reached an agreement: if Gao Huang drew the prize, the young man would cover all of Gao Huang's premium services at no cost; if the young man drew the prize, Gao Huang would gift him the 5,000 yuan free of charge. The bet between the two quickly captured everyone's attention. Zhang Yупing wanted to keep things simple and wrap up, but Gao Huang insisted on going ahead with the bet, saying, 'That's how wealth is created—your husband truly has a knack for making money!' 'Hmph! You're dreaming! You're not even qualified to be my husband yet!' Zhang Yупing gave Gao Huang a sharp "If I touch you, then I'm your husband and you're my wife! How about that?" Gao Liang smiled mysteriously. "Unworthy! Shameless!" Zhang Yiping said with her mouth, yet her face turned crimson. Gao Liang felt a surge of delight—now was the perfect moment to reveal his magical abilities. The young man, so confident and wearing a transparent mirror, had actually been spotted by Gao Liang long before, though he had merely endured eye strain and hadn't brought it up. Now, how should Gao Liang act? The young man reached for the ¥10,000 voucher, beaming with delight, looking down his nose at Gao Liang and saying, "You're finished! Haha! I'm the luckiest man in the world!" But just as he was enjoying his triumph, he noticed the voucher dancing around inside the draw box. As he tried to grasp it, the voucher seemed to have wings—every time he reached out, it danced further away. Good heavens! It was like trying to catch a butterfly! How difficult! What's going on? It turned out that Gao Liang had quietly summoned his risk-control ability to manipulate the lottery ticket. The young man was sweating profusely, and his girlfriend was urging him: "Honey! Hurry up! Hurry up! My mom's waiting for me to go back! I don't want to stay any longer!" The young man stammered, though his hands wouldn't stop moving—this only annoyed the security guard, who was shouting at him: "Are you ever going to finish? Didn't you see there's a whole line of people waiting behind you? At this snail's pace, our hotel would have closed long ago!" As the young man lost focus, he accidentally grabbed one of the tickets and, dazed, exclaimed: "I've won! I've won the first prize!" "Watch this!" Gao Liang confidently wrapped his left arm around Zhang Yu Ping and reached into the draw box with his right hand, securing victory within just three seconds. Both of them claimed to have won. The host then opened the tickets on the spot. Highlighted, amid the flowers and applause, walked to the podium with Zhang Yuping, collecting the 5,000 yuan just won, bringing their total to 15,000 yuan—feeling exceptionally joyful. "I won! From now on, you're my wife, and I'm your husband!" Highlight said softly in Zhang Yuping's ear. Zhang Yuping gave Highlight a light punch and said, "Off you go!" Then, blushing, she smiled gently. The handsome couple on stage were a perfect match, drawing even more attention. The young man and his girlfriend, meanwhile, walked up to the stage with heads bowed, as per their bet—not only accepting the prize money from Highlight, but also adding another 5,000 yuan to cover Highlight's premium service. Then, the climax arrived—a moment that would remain unforgettable for Zhang Yuping throughout her life. In the VIP hall, the lights suddenly went out. Oh! A power outage! Zhang Yuping and Highlight expressed their disappointment after having dinner. Highlight merely smiled at her. Zhang Yuping saw a female server pushing a high-rise birthday cake cart over, with candles lit and the elegant, upscale cake emitting a delightful aroma that strongly stimulated her sense of smell—she truly loved cake. Yet, she was curious, and turned to Gao Liang beside her, saying, "Gao Liang! What a wonderful day! Someone's having a birthday today!" Under the collective attention, the server brought the cart right to Zhang Yuping and Gao Liang. Zhang Yuping was puzzled, gazing intently at Gao Liang's face, and asked, "Gao Liang, is today your birthday?" Gao Liang smiled but didn't answer, making Zhang Yuping even more puzzled. At that moment, the server's sweet voice chimed in, "Dear Ms. Zhang Yuping! Congratulations! Wishing you a joyful birthday!" "Me? My birthday? Did I just make a mistake?" Zhang Yuping's mouth hung open. She immediately took the calendar the server offered and glanced at it—oh my, she had been so busy with studies recently that she had completely forgotten her own birthday. How did Gao Liang remember his own birthday? Chapter "The Beauty's Diary" reveals that Gao Liang, through Ying'er, secretly read Zhang Yупing's diary, where the cover page clearly notes Zhang Yупing's birthday today—June 18. This detail has stayed firmly in Gao Liang's heart. He was the first to sing "Happy Birthday to You," followed by everyone else joining in. Zhang Yупing cried with happiness. As per the tradition, everyone made a wish, lit the 17 candles, blew them out, and then cut the cake. Of course, the joy was shared among all. The cake was enjoyed together. The heart-shaped cake symbolized a sincere love, adorned with roses throughout—beautiful indeed. Zhang Yупing clearly sensed that this cake was far more meaningful than the one she had received from Dong Jiao, indicating that Gao Liang truly cared for her. "Make me your wife!" Gao Liang declared. "I promise you happiness!" The warm, magnetic voice deeply moved Zhang Yuping, who simply wept happily without saying a word. "High-light! Deputy Chancellor!" Someone in the crowd recognized High-light's true identity and spoke up at this moment.