The female server lit 20 candles for Dong Jiao. Together with everyone present, they all sang in unison, "Happy Birthday to you!" With so many people celebrating her birthday at once, Dong Jiao was so moved that tears streamed down her face. "Dong姐! You're truly lucky—two people are celebrating your birthday at the same time, yet not a single person came to celebrate my birthday!" Rain Die said. "Dong Miss, please make a wish!" At the server's invitation, Dong Jiao made her wish and then blew out all 20 candles at once. At that moment, the lights came on. Dong Jiao felt delighted and cut the birthday cake herself, sharing a piece with each person present. The server then began serving the small portions of cake that Dong Jiao had cut. Everyone enjoyed the authentic Italian bakery cake, praising it enthusiastically, "Excellent! Absolutely delicious!" Dong Jiao shared her joy with everyone, and tonight, Dong Jiao was the happiest woman of all. Sean was so angry his face lengthened. For heaven's sake, not only did he fail to woo the beautiful women today, but he also ended up with a cold shoulder. Already, his own pursuit had been a source of embarrassment. Still, Dong Jiao remained his. The one who was supposed to bring him well-wishes hadn't shown up—well then! He would now act first, putting into motion the well-planned scheme he'd been preparing. While Dong Jiao was completely immersed in happiness, Sean quietly, without drawing attention, poured a packet of something resembling seasoning into her juice. After sampling a genuine Italian bakery cake, Dong Jiao sipped her juice. Dong Jiao performed on the spot a current hit song, "Love's Nourishment," singing: "Holding you gently, I offer incense, cut a beam of candlelight to illuminate your path. I don't seek grand gestures or passionate declarations—only that one love, enduring until it's wounded, until I weep in despair. I dedicate my entire life to nourish you, hoping only that you'll pause and gaze at me..." Dong Jiao's voice surpassed even that of the original singer, Wang Yibo, leaving everyone in awe. "Absolutely radiant! More stunning than Mo Chou!" Many were amazed by Dong Jiao's exceptional combination of beauty and talent. "Her voice is as fresh as a young sparrow emerging from the valley, as delicate as a young swallow returning to its nest—fresh, bright, smooth, and melodious! Absolutely wonderful! Simply marvelous!" Many gave her enthusiastic thumbs-up. Then, Shawn stepped onto the stage. At that moment, Dong Jiao appeared like a celestial beauty descending to earth. Shawn admired precisely this graceful, elegant presence. Gazing at Dong Jiao's alluring figure, Shawn found himself stirred. He strolled over to the stage, displaying his strong muscles, and said, "I'm the most manly man in the world—please look at my eyes!" Dong Jiao glanced at Shawn and suddenly felt her head spin. She pressed her forehead with her hand, but the dizziness persisted. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! My head is a bit dizzy—please forgive me!" Dong Jiao, a woman who values her image, always offers polite apologies when she can no longer continue singing, hoping to earn everyone's understanding. "Perhaps Ms. Dong has been working hard on the sequel of 'Dreaming of the Red Chamber' recently," Shawn said, speaking with the authority of a renowned director. "She's tired. I'll make sure she rests well." "Ms. Dong, please take good care of yourself—rest properly!" "Take care of your health, and we'll see you back on stage!"... Everyone was warm and kind, offering gentle, well-meaning advice. Dong Jiao felt truly touched. Indeed, she had been so exhausted lately, so eager to rest. Then, everyone gradually dispersed. Yudi wanted to stay and look after Dong Jiao, but肖恩 said to her, "Are you a friend of Ms. Dong's? That's great! Hurry and help her get into my car! We'll take her to the hospital together for a check-up!" Yudi, a simple-minded girl, helped Dong Jiao get into肖恩's Czech sedan. Unexpectedly, once Dong Jiao was seated,肖恩 closed the door and said to Yudi, "We don't have time—I'll take Ms. Dong to the hospital first!" Then he drove off swiftly. In the car, only肖恩 and the increasingly unconscious Dong Jiao remained. While driving,肖恩 kept gazing at Dong Jiao's alluring figure, daydreaming about claiming her as his own tonight. After all, I'm an internationally renowned director—having a romantic encounter with a female star is nothing new. These days, the industry standard is clear: a female actor can only achieve major success if she's been slept with by the director. Directors often package female actors they've slept with—there must be dozens, certainly well into the hundreds. But Dong Jiao stands out. Since meeting Dong Jiao, Sean has been utterly consumed by her. Securing Dong Jiao has become his top priority. Now, Dong Jiao is feeling drowsy and is completely at his mercy. What a treat! I'll book the most luxurious hotel, have Dong Jiao be my woman, and make it official—now it's settled. Sean rushes off, driving all the way to the Dream Zhu Hotel. It's already 11 p.m. by then. "Your ID, please!" a cheerful female attendant reminds him. "Oh! Here's my passport!" Sean hands over his passport, and the attendant nods, quickly checking in. "And the one over there?" she points to Dong Jiao, who seems slightly drowsy. "Oh! Her! She forgot her ID today. But that's fine—we're officially in a romantic relationship!" We need a room! I can guarantee it with my passport!" Sean said with confidence, and the female attendant believed him, saying, "Let me just take you there." Soon, they were assigned to Room 188 at the Mengzhu Hotel. "Haha! Room 188—today's the day I'm going to make it big with the ladies!" Sean laughed proudly after the attendant had left. At that moment, Dong Jiao was still dazed, her eyes barely open, and she asked Sean, "Where are we? Where have you taken me?" Sean, with a sensual smile, replied, "Miss Dong! This is the most upscale hotel in Jingdu City. It's said that even foreign presidents, after visiting Kyoto, choose to stay here! Indeed, indeed! The President Suite I've chosen—Room 188—is incredibly luxurious, more so than even our French hotels! Man, how rich is this hotel? When Sean was feeling proud, he suddenly felt jealous again. Upon seeing a spot inside the suite that read "I Want to Become a God Hotel Group," he immediately raised his thumb and exclaimed, "I Want to Become a God—this world-renowned brand! Truly, hotel service here is no ordinary luxury. Just the server who just guided us—she not only speaks fluent English but also fluent French! I Want to Become a God! Haha! That's truly impressive. Still, haha! At this most luxurious hotel, we're going to do something unforgettable for both of us—something that will stay with us for life—XXOO!"