Ying'er immediately handed over her carefully prepared long-term strategic plan for Long-Feng Hall's entry into the U.S. market to Ye Qian. Upon receiving it, Qiao Grandpa took a moment to review it with Ye Qian, then brightened up and exclaimed, "Excellent! What a wonderful development! Long-Feng Hall has truly come back to life!" Gao Liang, nodding with approval, as the head of the household, issued a directive to Qiao Grandpa and Ye Qian: "Currently, Long-Feng Hall in the U.S. urgently needs to expand its operations. The initial phase will be demanding, but as long as we endure this period, Long-Feng Hall's overseas endeavors will flourish and rise rapidly!" Hearing Gao Liang's words, everyone was energized and immediately plunged into a new phase of action. That evening, Ye Qian knocked on Gao Liang's door. When Gao Liang invited her in, she had already reached his presence, her head bowed low and her lips tightly pressed together. Gao Liang didn't know what was going on and immediately asked her. She simply looked at him earnestly and said, "Master! Ye Qian has made a mistake!" I'm the one who manipulated the investment figures—yet why haven't you held me accountable? On the contrary, you've reappointed and promoted me, even naming me CEO of Longfeng Hall's overseas branch! Why? "I follow the principle: doubt those you employ, but once you employ them, don't doubt them! I know you were forced into stock trading—back then, Longfeng Hall was nothing but a hands-off operation under my watch. This matter, I take full responsibility for." How broad-minded and forgiving the head of the house truly is! This has moved Ye Qian to tears. Thinking back on how she personally invested billions into the stock market only to suffer massive losses, she now felt deeply ashamed. Determined to make good on this opportunity, she resolved to fully align with the head of the house's vision and follow the long-term strategic plan. To Gao, she said: "Gao Hall Master! I don't know how to adequately express my gratitude! But please believe—this time, I will work diligently and strive to bring Longfeng Hall back to its former glory!" "Excellent!" What I really wanted was exactly this sentence from Ms. Ye! You see, I've highlighted so many things—I still want to remain hands-off! All I ask is that you, from now on, consult more often with Mr. Qiao and work together. If there are any particularly important matters that you find difficult to resolve, please keep me informed at any time! Do you understand?" High-light spoke sincerely, and Ms. Ye couldn't help but gently grasp his hand. Impressed by High-light's grace, Ms. Ye closed her eyes and said to him, "Kiss me, okay?" After a moment's hesitation, High-light was moved when Ms. Ye lifted her toes, leaned forward, and gently pressed her soft lips against his broad, firm ones, then took the initiative to kiss him. Ms. Ye was so youthful and vibrant, now standing tall and graceful. Her full, generous breasts pressed against High-light's broad, solid chest, stirring a flutter of excitement within him. He thought to himself, "You're doing this willingly!" And then, he began to kiss her back. Yue Jian stepped back, finally retreating to the high-lighted bed. On the spacious Simali bed lay a stunning woman, her eyes filled with yearning. High-light, full of passion, surged like a flood, rapidly untying his belt. Damn, he's feeling it now. This time, it's not going to be wasted. But as High-light moved toward her, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen—it was Li Xiang, one of the two stalwart bodyguards. Taking the call, he heard Li Xiang say, "Boss! Bad news! Miss Zhang Yu Ping has fainted!" High-light immediately replied, "I'll be there right away!" He then rushed out of the room, even without putting on his outerwear. Meanwhile, Yue Jian, lying on High-light's bed, silently wept, thinking, "High-light, do you know? I've always wanted to be your woman. But why is life so unfair? Why hasn't it given us a chance to share this moment together?" The scene shifts to Shendragon Group. When Gao Liang arrived, the headquarters of Shendong Group was in a chaotic state. Numerous distributors had surrounded the main gate, completely blocking the entrance—hadn't the distributors been settled last time? Shendong vehicles had been selling like hotcakes, and distributors across the country were thriving financially. So why were they coming back with complaints now? Gao Liang was utterly puzzled. He immediately pushed through the dense crowd, reaching the main entrance of the Shendong Group headquarters, only to find that the distributors could no longer make progress. It turned out that the two bodyguards assigned to protect the young lady of the family had stepped in to block the way, forming a solid steel fortress with their bodies. As soon as any distributor approached them, they activated their special abilities: Chen Zixue, in his silver armor, summoned the ability of Water plus Earth equals Marsh, while Li Xiang, in his golden armor, wielded his invincible Yin-Yang hands. Of course, these distributors were ordinary mortals—only a modest amount of strength was needed to withstand their physical assaults. Gao Liang immediately asked his two top bodyguards where the young lady was. The bodyguards replied that she should be in the general manager's office, managed by Wen Ren Shu Wu. Gao Liang rushed up to the company building; due to the distributors causing disturbances, the staff had all left, fearing to create further complications. When Gao Liang pushed open the general manager's office and called out, "Ping'er!" there was no response. Stepping outside, he noticed by chance that the door to the deputy general manager's office was slightly ajar. Inside, a cry of distress came through: "No! Yang Chao! Don't do it!" Clearly, it was Zhang Yu Ping's voice. Gao Liang's heart skipped a beat—his own woman, someone had already taken a serious interest in her! Good heavens! Then, a seductive voice followed: "Just agree to me once—once—and I'll have these distributors disperse immediately! Haha! What do you think?" "Unfair! Dishonorable!" Zhang Yu Ping exclaimed. Yet, the flirtatious voice laughed even louder: "You're so beautiful! Every night, I dream about making love to you! This time, no matter what, I'm having you! If you don't comply, hmph! The Shendragon Group will go bankrupt right away!" "Yang Chao! Please! Don't! This is the legacy my parents have worked hard for half their lives!" Zhang Yuping deeply understood how difficult it had been for her parents to build their lives in America. These decades-old Shendragon Group achievements were the very fruits of their wisdom and diligence—how could she allow a dishonorable man to easily overthrow them? Yet, the situation was now urgent, and her phone had been taken from her by Yang Chao, leaving her completely at his mercy. "All of it was just a façade—exactly as he himself admitted. 'It's all your fault! You're so naive and foolish! I wanted wealth, yes, but above all, I wanted beauty! I could have endured it all, but once that young man, Gao Liang, showed up, I couldn't wait anymore. I had to break you first—had to make it real—before I could settle down. Otherwise, there would be endless troubles!' At that moment, Zhang Yупing's outer coat had already been removed, and her alluring figure lay gracefully slumped on the sofa. Especially her full, generous chest, which lit up Yang Chao's passion, making his eyes gleam and his saliva flow all over the floor. What a delight! To be able to share intimate moments with such a beautiful woman—what a delight! Just as Yang Chao's eager hands were about to reach for Zhang Yупing's proud, noble chest, he felt a strong, firm hand grasp his collar. With a crisp snap, a loud slap landed squarely on his ear, sending a resonant hum through him. Yang Chao felt dizzy and spun around—only to gasp in astonishment upon recognizing the person: His legs trembling, nearly unable to stand, yet suddenly High Light delivered a sharp slap across his face, knocking out two of his front teeth and inflating his cheeks with swelling. "No one shall move my women! Anyone who dares to touch my women shall die!" The force of High Light's voice pierced directly into Yang Chao's spine, like a needle. With a thud, Yang Chao collapsed to his knees, but High Light showed no mercy. Faced with growing fury, Yang Chao launched a side kick—"Ah! Ah!" The blow landed squarely on his waist, sending him howling in pain, as if being slaughtered. High Light listened to Yang Chao's cries, as if enjoying the most exquisite music in the world. Although Zhang Yu Ping could not move, her consciousness remained clear. "Husband! You've finally come! Husband! If you had come any later, Ping would have had no choice but to die!" Zhang Yuping felt a sense of relief as this outstanding man came straight toward her—her husband was a mountain; a man like a mountain could shield her from the wind and rain; a man like a great tree could provide a shelter where she, like a little bird, could rest.