"Who is he?" Zhou Quanxiang grabbed his son's collar and demanded, as high-lighted by the sudden appearance of Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping, the perfect pairing of a handsome man and a graceful woman stood out vividly among everyone else. Zhou Chao felt envy rising to the point of frenzy—his own efforts had been undermined, not only losing his wife but also his own dignity, and now even his ancestors' faces were tarnished. The graceful water-like woman, Water Linglong, had also vanished without a trace, making all his earlier hopes and dreams vanish into thin air. Zhou Quanxiang followed his son's downward, resentful gaze and met Gao Liang's eyes directly. Gao Liang looked calm and unafraid, while Zhou Quanxiang smiled politely at Gao Liang, yet in his heart he felt just as resentful as his son: "Well done, you! This insignificant young man, you've turned my son into such a lackluster one. I can't even compare with you!" The headmaster, Wu Yue, was known for her calm and diplomatic nature. She immediately smiled warmly and said, "Mr. Zhou, shall we go to our reception room "But Zhou Quanxiom shook his head firmly and said, "Go ahead and check out all the student's records—I want to find out who he really is!" Wu Yue, the headmaster, immediately nodded and hurried off to the student file room. "Off you go! You've got no dignity, and I still have my pride!" Under her father's urging, Zhou Chao blushed and reluctantly left, turning back with a look of resentment toward Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping, as if to say, "Ha! With Dad getting involved this time, I wonder how long you'll be able to maintain your grace?" Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping were still connected by the heart-shaped clasp, so they couldn't separate. Standing close to each other, almost touching, their intimate posture naturally triggered the envy of the other students. Zhang Yuping's face turned bright red, her head bowed low, wishing to move toward a quieter area, yet Gao Liang insisted on pushing toward the crowd. Gao Liang was strong-willed, and Zhang Yuping couldn't hold him back. Just gave High-light a sharp, intense glare. High-light felt a surge of satisfaction and, seizing the opportunity, gently caressed her proud, full breasts—soft and yielding. He was amazed at how beautiful his wife had become. It made perfect sense why high school girls now know how to dress themselves once they enter university. Many of them indeed grow more beautiful after entering university life. Yet, Yu Ping, the top campus beauty from Hanhai No.1 High School, has now moved to Kyoto University, where the environment has changed and university life is rich and varied—far less intense and busy than high school days, offering her ample free time. Thus, Yu Ping pays close attention to her personal appearance. Unlike typical university girls who often apply heavy makeup and use strong fragrances, Yu Ping prefers a simple, natural look—emphasizing her natural beauty. This very quality is precisely what many men admire. Gaoliang particularly liked the subtle, alluring scent emanating from Zhang Yuping—something uniquely captivating. Today, Zhang Yuping wore a soft pink dress. Gaoliang, standing at 175 centimeters (though he plans to grow to 180 through continued exercise), was naturally 10 centimeters taller than Zhang Yuping’s 165-centimeter height, allowing him to look down upon her with a graceful, elevated view of her inner charm. Gaoliang hadn’t touched her breasts in a long time. He had promised himself and Zhang Yuping that after university, he would finally make love to her—yet he still hadn’t done so. Recently, a small misunderstanding had arisen. It seemed clear now that despite his dedicated efforts to improve himself through practice and refinement, he still hadn’t managed to secure his wife’s heart. To win Zhang Yuping over, he would need to truly win her affection—achieve genuine harmony and mutual delight. Huh! He didn’t fully understand it, though Ying'er had reminded him: when pursuing a girl, one must tailor one’s approach to her preferences. What exactly did Zhang Yuping like? What did she care about? Suddenly, Gao Liang had become more attentive—love had taken root, sprouted, and now needed to grow, bloom, and bear fruit. "Ping! Let's go home!" Gao Liang's warm, magnetic voice whispered close to Zhang Yujing's ear. Zhang Yujing's bright eyes blinked, gazing intently at Gao Liang's sincere face. "Gao Liang," she said, "it's all your bad luck. If you can untie this heart-shaped pin, I'll agree!" "Great! I'll have someone come right away!" Gao Liang beamed and immediately pulled out his phone to make a call. Five minutes later, Gao Liang's three younger brothers—Fei Zhuang Deng, Wuxiao Yang, and Ruan Dan Wu—rushed in, smiling warmly at the close bond between the eldest and his sister-in-law, and called out, "Brother Gao, Sister-in-law! Please treat us like guests!" "Of course!" Gao Liang wasn't as shy as Zhang Yujing. He was very enthusiastic and said to his three brothers, "There's something I need you to help with!" After finishing her speech, she pointed to the heart-shaped flower pin. The third brother burst out laughing—what could be harder than that? However, one brother held Zhang Yупing’s hand, another grasped Gao Liang’s, and the third one pulled firmly from the middle, trying to separate them. Yet the heart-shaped pin seemed glued in place with universal adhesive—no matter how hard they pulled, it wouldn’t budge. To add to the strain, Zhang Yупing’s hands were sore, and if the pressure continued, her arms would surely dislocate. So, they decided to withdraw and announced aloud, “Well, let’s call it a day!” The third brother had been left frustrated, feeling the guest-of-honor request had fallen through. Immediately, Gao Liang pulled out several bills from his pocket and tossed them into the brother’s hands, saying, “Here’s your tip!” The brother accepted the money with great delight, saying, “Truly, it’s thanks to our elder brother and Mrs. Zhang’s kindness! Today, Liu Qiang, Luo Qi, and Wang Lei—those three fellows—were all treated unfairly and made to feel embarrassed by Zhou Chao, the little man. Our elder brother truly is Is our big brother really thinking of you all the time? You must hold onto him tightly—don’t let the other girls from the Foreign Languages Department snatch him away! This sentence deeply moved Zhang Yупing. She had never imagined that her big brother was so down-to-earth. That very day, after being tricked by Chen Zixue during a moment of emotional low, she had nearly lost her virtue—thankfully, she was rescued by high-lying’s brothers. Moreover, Zhang Yупing felt that these brothers always treated her with great respect, as evident from the way they addressed her as "sister-in-law." But—am I truly their sister-in-law? Despite having made a promise with Gao Liang, she still felt conflicted. If she truly crossed that threshold with Gao Liang and established a genuine relationship, there would surely be many other women who would follow him. Once he had her, would he still care for her in the same way? As she pondered these thoughts, Gao Liang gently supported her shoulders with both hands, his eyes fixed on hers, and spoke with deep affection, "Honey, believe me, okay?" I know there are still a few little misunderstandings between us, but I just want to tell you—I really care about you! Here's something I've been saving for you! Take this! Gao Huang pulled a delicate watch from his inner pocket and gently fastened it on Zhang Yупing.