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Chapter 163: My husband is utterly swamped

I wish to become a god. #166 2/3/2026
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"Support the highlight! Support my journey to divinity!" The crowd erupted. Since Kyoto TV was broadcasting the scene live in sync with Kyoto Satellite TV, audiences across the country instantly became aware. From then on, Dream Zhu Hotel's business flourished once again, and Chen Yuting found herself busier than ever. As for Dong Jiao? On one hand, she was enrolled at the Media University; on the other, she had to juggle filming schedules. So she was extremely busy—rising early every day and returning to school from the film sets in the evenings, only to collapse onto her bed, utterly exhausted and motionless. Gao Liang felt deeply moved and personally bought a massage mattress, sending her three close friends to deliver it. With Dong Jiao lying on it, her fatigue significantly eased. This deeply touched her, giving her renewed energy in her performances. As a rising star, Dong Jiao always leaves a refreshing impression—her image remains elegant and refined, embodying a timeless "pure and fresh beauty," which is how the public sees her. One day, as an investor, Gao Liang attended the production meeting and put forward numerous demands, impressing the director with his youthful energy and determination. It was precisely this earnestness that made Gao Liang's involvement in "Dreaming of the Red Chamber" truly promising. This time, Gao Liang made particularly strict demands on Dong Jiao. For a single scene, the director agreed, but Gao Liang insisted on revisions, refusing to move until satisfied—so much so that Dong Jiao ended up with tears in her eyes, muttering, "What's so special about it? If I can't meet expectations, I'll simply step down." Yet Gao Liang explained that he himself had been pushed to take this stance, after conducting research into audience sentiment. The public had high expectations for the leading female role, hoping for a performance that would surpass the established version. Therefore, Dong Jiao would need to put in even greater effort. Dong Jiao thought it over and realized—she had to perform well, and truly impress audiences nationwide. So she focused even more intently on her performance. Indeed, during the recording and playback sessions, the committee experts consistently clapped and praised her. The portly director was astonished—having nurtured so many stars, how could someone like Gao Liang, a newcomer, achieve such remarkable progress so quickly? Gao Liang smiled and simply said, "Top-tier coaching!" The director was completely impressed by Gao Liang's demeanor and immediately mobilized every cell in his body, leading his entire production team with full dedication to capture the highly anticipated drama, "Dreams Broken in the Red Chamber." Dong Jiao, having achieved outstanding performances, naturally felt deeply grateful to Gao Liang for his exceptional coaching. One evening, after a long day, she sent a text message to Gao Liang. "Husband, I want you to appear right before me now! I'd like to see you!" "My big star, my husband's really swamped!" "Hmph! Swamped?" Dong Jiao thought: Has my husband been spending time with Zhang Yurong and Chen Yuting? "Husband, the production team has scheduled us to film at an outdoor location tomorrow! It's over 1,000 kilometers from the capital city. I'll be quite lonely going alone. Could you just give me a little space before you leave?" "Sure!" ... Dong Jiao smiled and drifted off to sleep, imagining her husband's graceful and handsome face. After nearly an hour and a half of flight, the plane landed smoothly at Yangshan City Airport. Dong Jiao joined the production team and boarded a vehicle heading to Shennu Mountain Scenic Area in Luofu District, Yangshan City—a renowned five-star scenic spot in the Chinese nation, known for its pleasant climate, fresh air, bright sunshine, and fragrant flowers and birdsong. Indeed, the scenery is breathtaking. As a celebrated beauty, Dong Jiao instantly regained her energy and enthusiastically immersed herself in the intense filming schedule. However, being on location filming naturally proved quite demanding, as the crew mainly consumed simple, unnutritious boxed meals. Dong Jiao ate very little, and the director with a full beard noticed this immediately. He promptly called, and within half an hour, a delicious meal—completely tailored to Dong Jiao's preferences—was delivered from Jinyan Hotel in Yangshan City. Such special treatment was something even the director himself had never enjoyed. Who could it be? Dong Jiao found herself genuinely puzzled. To be honest, the daily expenses of the production team aren't a small amount. The production accountant is always meticulous, determined not to waste a single cent from the investors—this promise was made clearly during meetings with the investors. In the evening, feeling a bit tired, Dong Jiao returned to the Jin Yan Hotel, where the production team is based. In Room 1880, a private suite, she felt a bit down, especially since it was her first time being away from home alone. She immediately picked up the phone. Her father, Dong Zhehai, and mother, Song Tianyun, were on the other end, smiling warmly and constantly praising her achievements at such a young age. After a moment of admiration, Mother Song took over the phone and quietly moved to a corner of the room, whispering to Dong Jiao, her precious daughter: "Gao Liang is truly a wonderful young man. You should seize the opportunity—our Dong Family Business has been doing very well recently, and it's all thanks to his company, Yi Cheng Shen Industry Limited, providing strong support!" "Mom! Just say something positive, please! I'm really tired. I need to rest now!" "Dong Jiao was about to hang up the phone. Her mother on the other end kept saying, 'My star daughter! Just this once, listen to me—hurry up! Zhang Yuping's parents have already started making courtship proposals to Gao Liang! My precious daughter must take the lead!' Dong Jiao hung up and looked out the window from the 18th floor—starry skies spread out, a truly beautiful night. Yet Dong Jiao couldn't fall asleep. She got up to take a shower. As she slowly undressed, she was stunned—was this really me? I'm getting more beautiful every day. When compared to Zhang Yuping, I'm no less impressive. But when it comes to a direct competition between us, which one does Gao Liang truly value? He hasn't called me in days—how could that be, if he truly didn't care? Hmph! If you don't call me, then I won't either. Just as she was thinking this, her phone rang. Dong Jiao jumped straight out of the bathtub, checking the screen—she was delighted—it was Gao Liang, calling her. 'Thinking of me, are you?' Gao Liang "Hmm! Calling so late? Our filming schedule's already so busy and exhausting—I simply don't want to!" Dong Jiao said, ready to pretend to hang up. Gao Guang chuckled on the other end, saying, "My big star, if I'm not mistaken, today is one of your most important days?" Dong Jiao replied, "Really?" She glanced casually at the clock on the bathroom wall—wow, it read October 18, 2010—my birthday?