Of course, nothing actually happened—even the parents were in the dark. "Cheating!" Zhang Yuping stared straight into Gao Liang's eyes, instantly making a shrewd judgment upon seeing Dong Jiao's flushed face. Gao Liang thought, this Zhang Yuping is indeed quite sharp. Ha! No matter how clever you are, can you match your husband's intelligence? With that, he gave his eyes another twinkle. Ah, now I've got it—I must make you listen to me obediently. From now on, whenever your husband wants to favor someone, he'll do so. I simply can't bear to see my beautiful wives competing for each other's attention. So, Gao Liang pulled out something from his coat and handed it to Zhang Yuping. She took it, and upon seeing it, gasped! It was a beautifully crafted jade—Liantian jade. This had been given to Gao Liang by Mr. Ni, the chairman of the Lianchuang Group, when he and Chen Yuting, as children, had played CS games to resolve a crisis at the company. At that time, Gao Liang had thought: This jade will only serve as a keepsake, Zhang Yuping immediately liked it—because the jade seemed familiar, as if she had seen it before. How could it be so similar to her own jade? Zhang Yuping was stunned. Holding it in her hands, she felt as though she had discovered a treasure, and she clutched it tightly, as if afraid it might vanish. "Where did it come from, husband?" Zhang Yuping asked, gazing at Gao Liang. "Guess!" Gao Liang played coy, adding a touch of charm. Chen Yuting wanted to reveal the truth, but Gao Liang's glance silenced her. "Alright, no need to guess—I'm really delighted!" With a soft *plop*, a fresh red kiss covered Gao Liang's face. "That's your reward, husband!" Zhang Yuping smiled warmly, her eyes clear and bright like still lake water, her teeth white and perfectly aligned, and her dark, lustrous hair散发着 a delicate fragrance. Especially the large white rabbit on her chest, wearing the "National Treasure" product—silk velvet underwear—produced by "I Want to Become a God Industry Co., Ltd."—truly irresistible. The Gao Liang instinctively reached out and pinched her gently, and Zhang Yупing trembled slightly, her eyes growing soft and intimate. Gao Liang’s lower member had grown restless—he lifted Zhang Yупing and settled her onto his legs. "Wait!" she murmured, "let go!" But Gao Liang wouldn’t listen. For several days now, he hadn’t been close to his wife; just thinking about kissing her made him go wild. Dong Jiao and Chen Yuting watched their husband eager to attend to Zhang Yупing, both lowering their heads as if they hadn’t seen anything. Yet Gao Liang turned to them and said, "What are you two standing there for? Go serve your husband! Oh my left thigh!" Dong Jiao, being closest, naturally reached out to massage his leg. "Up! Up!" she urged. But her hand brushed against that carrot-like member, and her face blushed as deeply as a peach blossom. "Help your husband massage him, massage him," she heard her own voice saying. Yet Dong Jiao still paused, her teeth clenched tightly. "Yuting, Dong Jiao isn't cooperative—come here and help me with that!" Yuting stepped forward without hesitation, knowing that as long as her husband needed her, she would quietly support him behind the scenes. Though her face turned deeply crimson, she carried out his request as instructed. This is precisely why Gao Liang admires Chen Yuting—she's a graceful, obedient woman who is also capable. If she constantly opposes her husband, no matter how beautiful she is, she'll merely remain a decorative figure. "Gao Liang's approach is truly exceptional—he transforms all his brothers into subordinates and turns every woman he likes into a sexual servant!" This has always been Gao Liang's consistent philosophy and style. Dong Jiao, who hesitated, ended up being sidelined, while Zhang Yупing, the first-rate beauty, unexpectedly embraced Gao Liang, sitting gracefully on his legs with a shy expression, passionately kissing him. Dong Jiao felt deeply unsettled, recalling last night when her husband had not even shown interest in her—tears streamed down her face. Chen Yuting, meanwhile, remained composed and simply asked her husband, "Husband, does it feel good?" High-light nodded happily and gave Chen Yuting a kiss with a soft "pffft," saying, "This is your husband's treat!" Chen Yuting, in turn, told High-light, "After we return to Beijing, I'll manage Dream Pearl Hotel efficiently and double our performance!" "Excellent! I'll transfer 50% of the shares into your name then. But you must work hard—deliver real results. I've always said, as long as you follow me, you'll reap the rewards!" "Your husband is truly wonderful!" Chen Yuting felt truly cherished and delighted at this moment. Yet Dong Jiao wasn't feeling so well at all. After all, Dong Jiao was a wealthy, well-bred daughter from a prominent family, and she couldn't tolerate any slight neglect. Her little mouth was pouted so much it could have held a small bottle, and she sat on the sofa with a look of genuine disappointment. At that moment, the plane rocked slightly, and as Zhang Yiping and High-light kissed, they momentarily broke apart. Zhang Yiping was knocked to the side, landing on the sofa, while Dong Jiao, due to inertia, ended up facing High-light directly. Oh my goodness, how his member was firmly pressing against the flat of my abdomen! And my lips had now met his thick ones. Dong Jiao naturally wasn't happy—she'd been jealous just a moment ago. Yet, she found herself unable to push him away. How dramatically this man had changed! His muscles were now exceptionally strong and well-developed—any beautiful woman who saw such solid, athletic form would surely be enchanted. I was genuinely impressed. Honestly, Dong Jiao really didn't want to let go of Gao Liang, because yesterday's tender kiss had been so beautiful. "No, husband! You're so bad!" she said urgently. Yet Gao Liang held her tightly, whispering into her ear, "My love, actually, I really wanted that last night—but I couldn't manage it. Now, though, I can!" Dong Jiao stomped on Gao Liang's calf with her high heels, causing him so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. "You're so cruel!" he said. Dong Jiao's action left Zhang Yuping and Chen Yuting quite dissatisfied; they looked at her with a tone of reproach. Immediately sensing that she had gone too far, Dong Jiao realized that her husband wasn't her exclusive "product"—he was meant to be shared, shared. With a touch of guilt, she said, "Husband, I'm sorry!" Gao Liang didn't mind these little things at all. He pulled her close and gently said, "You've made me feel so tender inside! That's wonderful—I love you! Haha." Dong Jiao was deeply touched to hear Gao Liang express his affection. (⊙o⊙) Yes, she was also tired. At Jingdu City Media University, life truly demanded a lot—every day, numerous young men pursued her fiercely, sometimes making it impossible to escape. Yet, what could she do? If she said she had a boyfriend, things would surely improve. This time, however, returning to school felt like a relaxed study and joyful living—no more suppression, no more pressure. Gao Liang and Dong Jiao began to kiss spontaneously. At that moment, the plane started to land. Yet they didn't care.