Chinese Novel

Back to Home

Chapter 482: The Mischievous Kiss – Refreshing

I wish to become a god. #486 2/4/2026
Back to Chapter List
Shawn was absolutely thrilled, hahaha! I'm so thrilled—only when Huang Guang died did I feel truly exhilarated! This time, I'm going to reach the summit right away. Dong Jiao, this beautiful woman, is now mine, hahaha! As Shawn was getting carried away with his excitement, suddenly someone shouted, "Wow! A sky diver! A sky diver!" When Shawn realized what was happening, it was already too late. Huang Guang had already moved with lightning speed, gliding past Shawn with a light, seamless motion that left Shawn completely unprepared. When Shawn tried to surge forward to cover the final ten meters to the summit, Huang Guang had already reached the top and was being warmly interviewed by a group of reporters who had been waiting there. At that moment, the sun in the east had just begun to rise, casting a bright morning light over Huang Guang. He stood on the summit, radiating the poised demeanor of a true victor. Shawn was so envious that he was about to go mad. When, while the crowd was distracted, he quietly raised his gun, a person suddenly stepped forward and said, "Stay where you are!" Shawn was so startled that he wet himself. When he turned to see who it was, it was Yu Di. Yu Di said to him, "Shawn! What are you doing? If anyone discovers this now, your reputation will be completely ruined—your entire *Dreaming of the Red Chamber* production will fall apart. You're done! What am I supposed to do?" Shawn had indeed lost his composure out of jealousy, and now it made perfect sense. Here, in China, not on his home turf in France, any mishap would surely be catastrophic. Immediately, in his heart, he fiercely directed his words at Gao Liang, who stood proudly atop the mountain, saying, "Gao Liang! This time you've outdone me. Next time, it'll be even worse. We'll see! I'll make sure you lose badly next time! Haha!" Shawn and Yu Di then walked off, both embarrassed and humbled. No one noticed them, as everyone's attention was focused on the highlights and Dong Jiao. "Mr. Gao Liang, could you tell us what force enabled you to turn the tide and achieve victory?" asked a renowned journalist from China Central Television. Gao Liang smiled and said to someone: "There's a force behind me—this force has supported me, whether in the past, present, or future!" This response puzzled the journalist, who pointed at Dong Jiao and asked, "Mr. Gao, are you referring to Ms. Dong here?" Dong Jiao blushed, fully expecting Gao Liang to respond in that way: "Yes!" Yet, Gao Liang did not say that. Instead, he replied, "In my heart, there is one person—no one can ever replace her. She is my spiritual strength!" "Mr. Gao," the journalist said, growing increasingly puzzled, "we're beginning to find it hard to follow. Is the person you're referring to the one standing before us, Ms. Dong? Surely that must be it?" The reporter pressed on with persistent questions. Gao Liang smiled gently and said, "I've already answered your questions. Now, please go ahead and say what you think." Then he walked away. Dong Jiao felt deeply disappointed. She hadn't expected Gao Liang to mention her at all in public. What person must he hold in his heart? Who does he truly love most? Where does he see himself in Gao Liang's heart? No, I must find out. Unexpectedly, at this moment, since the public had shown strong enthusiasm earlier, when Gao Liang tried to leave, many citizens stood their ground, turning to him and saying, "Mr. Gao, you've brought honor to our country. As per our initial proposal, whoever wins will be the king and will become Dong Xiaoji's boyfriend!" "Yes! Yes!" Many people agreed. Soon, Gao Liang and Dong Jiao were pushed together. Ying'er watched her husband and Dong Jiao interacting in the air, sighed, and said, "Husband! I know you're deeply torn." Actually, I also understand—all that matters is that you have me in your heart; I don't care how many beautiful women you have around you!" Ying'er's feelings were transmitted directly to Gao Huang through brainwave consciousness, and Gao Huang instantly responded via brainwave consciousness: "Husband! Thank you for your understanding! Regarding Dong Jiao—my only wish is to help her navigate smoothly on her journey as a celebrity, so that we can add luster to China's film and television culture!" Ying'er then flew off, satisfied. Gao Huang was now surrounded by enthusiastic crowds, and he realized that he and Dong Jiao had been standing right next to each other. Hey! It was all these people's doing. They had even publicly called out, "Gao Huang! Dong Jiao! Come here! Come here!" Dong Jiao's face had turned so red with embarrassment that she could only keep her head down. At that moment, someone came over with a playful prank, pushing Gao Huang unexpectedly—unprepared, he had no chance to react, and ended up facing Dong Jiao in a close, face-to-face encounter. Hey! He had actually been pushed down! He was now leaning in one direction. "Oh my Dong Jiao gasped, and both of them fell to the ground. Fortunately, the ground was soft and yielding. Gao Qiang landed heavily on Dong Jiao, and their lips met in a close, intimate kiss. Dong Jiao hadn't been kissed by her beloved for a long time—seven months, seven months since she and Gao Qiang had parted. A strong, pleasant masculine scent immediately stimulated Dong Jiao's delicate nose. In that moment when their skin touched, the happiness was overwhelming. Dong Jiao's heart raced, as if it were galloping, her breathing quickened, and her mind went blank. As for Gao Qiang, he sensed a unique fragrance emanating from Dong Jiao—a pure, noble scent, like lotus blossoms, fresh and pristine. Dong Jiao's beauty was a natural, effortless grace, unlike some celebrities who rely on plastic surgery, makeup, and cosmetics to create their image. This kind of beauty is a natural, unpolished elegance—beauty inherent in nature itself. It is precisely this natural beauty that our highlight appreciates. The kiss between Highlight and Dong Jiao is pure and sincere, free from any awkwardness or pretense; their lips are thus beautifully frozen in that moment. "Crack! Crack! Crack!" The flash bulbs blaze continuously, and reporters begin tracking and photographing this simple, genuine kiss. "This is exactly the true境界 I have been seeking! For ten years, I've tirelessly pursued this most authentic, unadorned state. Finally, I've captured this thrilling moment!" said one of the photographers, clearly moved. Soon, the Central Television's live entertainment program in China aired a close-up of this scene. The news immediately sparked a wave of excitement throughout the country. The growing romance between Highlight and Dong Jiao, once private and hidden, has now become public—two long-time admirers finally reach their happy fulfillment. The tone is overwhelmingly positive, as everyone just watched the live broadcast—these athletes represent China competing against France! Shaoen and Yu Die watch this scene, both of them feeling intense jealousy. Shaoen gazes at the television, fixated on the close, intimate moments between Gao Liang and Dong Jiao, his eyes filled with resentment, his jaw clenched tightly.