It was once a dramatic scene of gunshots portrayed in films and television dramas—now unfolding in real life, even more bloody and terrifying. Although she had previously performed such scenes, those were carefully rehearsed, staged, and she had always been mentally prepared. This time, however, she was completely unprepared. After seven months in France, everything had been calm and smooth—until High Light arrived, bringing with him an atmosphere of unpredictability, intrigue, and fear. "Husband! I'm so afraid! Let's go back! Please! Let's cancel this shoot!" Dong Jiao trembled in High Light's arms, her voice trembling as well. "We must continue! The more obstacles and disruptions they create, the more we need to persevere!" High Light's words were resolute. At that moment, bullets shot at him from multiple directions. With extraordinary agility, High Light rolled them both to the ground. Bullets blossomed around him like flowers. Dust was kicked up—thank goodness, one bullet grazed Gao Liang's body, and Dong Jiao could clearly feel stones scattering around the spot near him. At that moment, a mail truck arrived. Gao Liang immediately jumped into it, kicking the driver off with one foot, taking the wheel himself and speeding forward in a sharp S-shaped path. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The bullets struck the rear of the truck. "Get down! Get down quickly!" As Gao Liang shouted, Dong Jiao immediately fell to the ground, feeling a powerful wave of impact. "Ah!" Both Dong Jiao and Gao Liang were thrown out of the truck at the same time. Frank, after his initial gunfire failed, had resorted to his shoulder-mounted rocket launcher—well, let them all be completely wiped out; he wasn't going to let those easily attainable 100,000 francs go to waste. The rocket launcher's power was indeed impressive—it completely destroyed the mail truck in one go. Gao Liang and Dong Jiao were thrown into the air by the powerful blast of the rocket launchers, black smoke spreading throughout the entire Paris airport. "A terrorist attack! A terrorist attack!" People on the ground gasped in shock at this dramatic scene. Sirens wailed continuously, alarms blared, and the entire French police force mobilized. Frank immediately took advantage of the chaos and fled. At the airport, Shawn watched the scene with great satisfaction, chuckling to himself! "Gao Liang! You've finally gone down! Dong Jiao! Who didn't listen to me? Rain Di still had no idea—completely unaware that all this had been Shawn's master plan—she was still saying to Shawn, "That's so terrifying! I hope it doesn't happen to us!" "Haha! As long as you follow my instructions, you'll be safe," Shawn said, with a hint of meaning in his words. Sean is a master at flirting. He deliberately takes Yu Di to various places where she meets homeless men, then vanishes. Yu Di is visiting France for the first time, unfamiliar with the country, and as a stunningly beautiful woman, she's constantly pursued by suitors—making her situation quite precarious. She grows increasingly anxious and calls out in distress. At such moments, Sean steps in as a hero, saving her. Yu Di realizes she truly cannot do without Sean. She discovers that she is actually quite vulnerable and helpless, needing a man to protect her. As for Sean, he skillfully exploits this emotional need, gradually making Yu Di rely entirely on him. Sean feels immensely satisfied—this beautiful woman will surely become his to handle eventually. Frank receives Sean's 100,000 francs and is absolutely thrilled. To Yu Di, however, all the schemes and deceptions remain completely unknown. The scene now shifts to Gao Liang and Dong Jiao. The two of them fell from the sky. Dong Jiao looked down, her face filled with anxiety—below lay a continuously flowing highway. If she fell straight down, the consequences would be disastrous. Gao Liang had already become a god, and at this crucial moment, he was determined to save our heroine, Dong Jiao. Gao Liang roared, "By the most magnificent wind element of nature, I swear! I am the Wind! I am the Wind Control!" Immediately, a powerful spiritual force surged from within him, releasing a beam of pale blue wind that sliced directly toward Dong Jiao, who was wavering and drifting uncertainly in the air. "Ah!" Dong Jiao was lifted by the wind blade. Originally, she had been heading straight for a thick power pole on the road, but Gao Liang's wind control redirected her, sending her instead toward the center of the highway. "I'm so afraid!" Dong Jiao exclaimed, gazing down at the countless vehicles speeding past. Huangliang immediately executed a powerful downward thrust, rapidly descending, and soon caught Dong Jiao's hand, whispering softly into her ear, "Don't be afraid! Hurry! Follow me!" Dong Jiao remained terrified, as she saw numerous large trucks below. When Dong Jiao was still shrieking in alarm, she found herself tightly held by Huangliang and had landed inside one of the trucks. With a soft thud, she landed right onto a plush sofa mattress. Huangliang and Dong Jiao rolled around on the mattress, creating a thrilling scene. Just moments before, Dong Jiao had clearly seen herself falling outward toward the truck, expecting to crash hard onto the solid cement floor—yet, she was pulled back by Huangliang's strong, solid hand. They had narrowly escaped. The scene left Dong Jiao's heart racing. As they descended, Huangliang was positioned beneath them, while our heroine, the star actress, lay pressed against Huangliang's body. Their skin touched so closely, and Dong Jiao's heart fluttered with excitement. The two of them gazed deeply into each other's eyes, and gradually began to kiss. For a long time of restrained emotion, everything burst forth in passionate intensity. Dong Jiao and Gao Liang exchanged a true, passionate kiss. They kissed each other fiercely. Dong Jiao was truly beautiful—a girl who could captivate every man. Gao Liang noticed that Dong Jiao’s figure had grown even more refined and extraordinary than before. Between her two full breasts, the contours were deeply defined. Without thinking, Gao Liang reached out and gently touched them—soft, velvety, so comfortable that his palm felt at ease. Dong Jiao, meanwhile, remained modest and shy, her lively eyes flashing with quiet grace, her flowing long hair cascading down, brushing gently against Gao Liang’s face as the wind stirred it, making his heart flutter. Gao Liang’s chest felt as though it were on fire. He gently caressed Dong Jiao’s smooth, oval face, and with his fingers, he stroked her full, red lips. Dong Jiao was naturally electrified—what a heavenly, enchanting experience! Dong Jiao had long dreamed of a genuine love affair with this man before her eyes, and now, after having weathered life and death, she cherished their deep affection even more. "Ah! Hm!" Dong Jiao's soft nasal hum delighted Gao Liang, and the second lady of the household was clearly entering her stride. It seemed that the old lady would have to be truly indulgent and attentive. Gao Liang passionately kissed Dong Jiao's body, moving from her face, neck, chest, and abdomen all the way to the most sacred region. Dong Jiao, now feeling warm and tingling, had her delicate eyes growing misty—something Gao Liang particularly enjoyed.