At that moment, the formidable Xiong Ba Tian, standing in a corner, said with a sly smile, "Gao Liang! Gao Liang! I've already studied your plan to save yourself through acupressure long before I even set my eyes on you! Hah! My imported from France Xiao Yao Mi Hun Dan—how it gets worse the more you massage it! You won't be able to recover! Who could forget that your beautiful ladies drank the beverages I personally sent to them in the makeup room? Hmph! This time, I'm making you look a fool!" By now, Mei Hui and Jing Zi were severely affected. Watching their two Japanese wives in this state, Gao Liang felt deeply pained. Moreover, the eyes of Mei Hui and Jing Zi were now glazed over, misty and unfocused—goodness, what was he going to do? With over 100,000 viewers watching, how could he possibly let this happen? Gao Liang knew well that a celebrity's walk-down-the-aisle must never falter. After all, his own star wife, Dong Jiao, was a household name across the whole of China—any slight moment And this time, since it's being live-broadcast by TV Tokyo and Tokyo Satellite, any slight lapse on the part of his wives could trigger a wave of negative news and scandals. More importantly, some reporters might attribute the incidents to him personally—making it impossible to clarify what actually happened. He himself had been under pressure all along, carrying these beautiful wives with him. There were even rumors circulating that he had been having intimate encounters with 21 beautiful women every day. Good heavens—how pure he had always been! He had only ever been with Misako and Seiko. Even with the celebrity beauty Dong Jiao, he hadn’t touched her. "Me!" Saying this, he pointed to his own body, emphasizing his full, magnificent breasts. Man, Gao Liang was genuinely feeling his heart race as he watched the two stunning beauties displaying such alluring grace. Yet reason firmly told him: no, absolutely not! At that moment, Xiong Ba Tian, seated in a corner, was beaming with delight in his heart: "Gao Liang, Gao Liang! As long as you take just one more step closer to these two beauties, touch them, caress them—ah-ha! Then, I guarantee you'll fall head over heels in love! And then, what will you two do on stage?" While Gao Liang possessed the mental discipline to consciously suppress his feelings toward the women, Mei Hui and Jing Zi were different—when facing their shared man, they grew increasingly bold and uninhibited. At home, such behavior was acceptable, but on stage, before a crowd of ten thousand spectators, broadcast live on national television—this was absolutely unacceptable. Gao Liang could maintain his composure and remain chaste in the presence of beauty, but under the stimulation of the Xiao Yao Mi Hún Dan and the lingering massage from earlier, Meihui and Jingzi transformed into fresh, pure young girls, now radiating the charm of experienced women. They reached out to Gao Liang, one hand on each side, exclaiming, "Oh! Sir! I'm so ready right now! Just treat me well once!" Before Gao Liang could react, the two stunning beauties suddenly stepped into his arms, pressing their chests against his broad, solid torso, and gently brushing their breasts over his body. A powerful energy naturally radiated from Gao Liang’s body, causing subtle electric sensations whenever he came into contact with the two women—something the women greatly enjoyed. They stayed nestled in his arms, refusing to move. Gao Liang found himself utterly helpless and immediately reached out to gently push them away. This gentle push—of course, the highlight was softly applied, so subtly that even the two beautiful women didn't notice. By the time they wanted to get close to Highlight again, they found their bodies already separated by a distance of thirty centimeters. "No way! Ladies!" Highlight, with strong determination, firmly addressed his swooning beauties, Mei-ko and Shizuko. Yet suddenly, he realized his body was changing—good heavens, why was he getting hotter and hotter! Oh, it felt like a blazing fire within him. He sensed something was amiss, his eyes scanning the surroundings. There, in the midst of the elegant floral parade, the team leader, Xiong Bao-tian, was gazing at him with an eerie, satisfied expression—trapped. This time, you and your bunch of beautiful ladies—completely done! Deserved! You wanted to steal my spotlight, didn't you?" High-Kei was more distressed than both Mihiko and Shizuko, as his outburst was even more intense. At this moment, the other 19 beauties were no longer able to hold on—they all had only High-Kei in their sights. With all 21 women now eagerly anticipating High-Kei to calm them down. As the host announced the formal start of the walk, High-Kei's team would have just three minutes to prepare before stepping onto the stage. During that one minute, a pleasant, melodic background music would be played—music that precisely resonated with the ladies' preferences, especially the romantic ballads that stirred even greater infatuation in them toward High-Kei. As a result, Mihiko and Shizuko, the two Japanese wives, truly seemed to have taken a medication error, losing their composure and rushing toward High-Kei once again. "Husband! I need you now!" Good heavens—these two Japanese wives were completely overwhelmed by their passion, their own bodies now fully aroused. Gao Liang sighed helplessly, lifting his eyes to the sky and whispering in his heart, "Ying'er! Ying'er! Come out! The master is in trouble now and urgently needs your help! Truly! In my heart, you have always been my one and only—my one and only!" He dodged the two beautiful women, Meihui and Jingzi, who nearly stumbled over. Gao Liang reached out to steady them. After winning the match, I'll clearly explain this to these two Japanese wives of mine! I hope they'll give up on me! I'm being pushed! Truly!" High-highlight didn't open his eyes, responding with firm determination.