Gao Liang brushed off the dust on his clothes, smiled warmly at the two beautiful women, and said, "Just a brief appearance—nothing special! Look, a group of visitors has arrived. You go ahead and handle them!" With that, he turned to leave. After all, his phone was ringing—right from his wife-in-law, Dong Jiao. He picked it up and heard her sweet, delicate voice: "Husband! Where are you? I've been looking all over for you!" Wow—Dong Jiao had never sounded so tender before, and Gao Liang felt as if honey had been poured into his heart. He replied casually, "I'm right here—Section Five of the Food Festival!" "Husband! Guess where I am?" Dong Jiao sounded incredibly mysterious on the phone. At that moment, Gao Liang was nearly ready to step away from Chen Yuting's booth. But suddenly, Chen Yuting called out behind him, "Sir! Please wait a moment! I'd like to give you a gift!" Soon, Chen Yuting personally carried a steaming plate of the exquisite dish named "Flowers in Full Bloom, Moon in Perfect Harmony, and Peace and Good Health" to Gao Huang's table. "Sir, please try it!" Chen Yuting supported her chin, observing Gao Huang eat from the side, a gentle smile playing at the corner of her lips. Gao Huang felt a surge of delight! "Great! Excellent!" He was immediately drawn to the fragrant aroma and wanted to savor it well. After taking a small bite, he was amazed—this dish, which had been refined so much from the version served at Mengzhu Grand Hotel, now felt smoother and more refreshing. "Excellent! Absolutely wonderful!" Gao Huang raised his thumb in approval. "Thank you for the kind words!" Chen Yuting responded politely. Gao Huang, being a thoughtful man, soon noticed two clear tears tracing down Chen Yuting's cheeks. His attention shifted—he sensed a quiet sorrow hidden behind her radiant appearance. This sorrow was invisible to anyone who didn't pay close attention. What was wrong with his wife? Huangao didn't pause to think, merely acting as if he hadn't noticed, and rose to leave. Huangao didn't know that Chen Yuting watched his retreating figure and murmured softly, "Husband! Actually, when you showed off your skills, I realized it was you. But you never stopped by to be with me. I know you're busy, and I know I'm busy too, yet why didn't you stop—just for one extra second?" "Chen General! Today's business has been excellent—several key clients have signed purchase contracts with us. Our trip to Paris has been a complete success!" Chen Yuting's trusted assistant, also a beautiful woman from Kyoto University, worked just as diligently as Chen Yuting herself. Holding several valuable partnership contracts, she happily reported her progress to Chen Yuting. Chen Yuting simply nodded once, then said, "I have something to attend to. You take over and manage things for now!" "Understood, Chen General!" "Don't worry!" the capable female assistant nodded in agreement. Chen Yuting stepped alone into the fifth exhibition hall of the food festival. She wandered aimlessly along the shaded pathways inside the Palais de Chaillot. The wind tousled her hair, and flowers of various kinds bloomed along both sides of the path. Normally, Chen would linger and enjoy the scenery. But since Hou Guang had stayed with her for just a moment, her heart had shattered. Husband! I know you don't love me! In your heart, you only think of Ying'er, Pingjie, and Dong Jiao. I'm just a high-level employee you've hired. If this is indeed the case, then I really intend to resign. Chen Yuting thought deeply, over and over again. The more she thought, the more disheartened she became, feeling that her husband no longer loved her. Life itself seemed meaningless, no matter how successful her career. Though Chen was an independent, confident woman in her professional life, like many other women, she longed for love—she longed for someone to care for her and love her. Unconsciously, she had reached the small hilltop inside the exhibition hall. Looking down, she saw a deep, dark pool. Chen Yuting stepped forward, her feet moving with every stride—just one misstep, and she would plunge into the water, ending her life. Facing the moist Parisian air, she turned to the sky and said, "Gao Liang! Husband! I'm leaving! Take care!" She then prepared to jump. High-light tightly grasped Chen Yuting’s delicate hands, pulled her into his arms, and whispered softly into her ear: “Ting'er! You’re outstanding— I truly need you! If you’re not here, don’t tell me that the Yucheng Shen Group can’t do without you. Tell me that we all can’t do without you! You mean a great deal to me. Go check your email!” Chen Yuting suddenly realized what he meant, immediately pulling out her personal small notebook computer, swiftly connecting to the internet, opening her QQ email, and was amazed—what a number of unread messages! All of them were from her husband. And the timing showed one every day, totaling thirty. Chen Yuting had been busy with her work and hadn’t logged into QQ, nor had she checked her QQ emails. Reviewing the contents, they were all filled with her husband’s heartfelt messages. One sentence deeply touched her: “Wife! I know you’ve been working hard to help me manage the Yucheng Shen Group, often staying late. Remember, there will always be more things to do, but above all, make sure to take care of yourself and rest!” "If we meet again, and I find you thinner, I won't forgive you!" "Husband! You're so kind! Ting really misunderstood you. Ting is truly happy. All her efforts have truly been worth it!" Saying this, saying that, Chen Yuting's tears streamed down her face. Gao Liang gently stroked Yuting's hair and said to her, "I've already assigned my three 'detrimental friends' to handle security for the Food Festival. You don't need to worry anymore—come back with me and Dong Jiao to the Palace of Versailles!" "Yes, Husband!" Yuting felt delighted as Gao Liang held her. Dong Jiao understood Gao Liang well. Though Gao Liang had shown such special affection toward Chen Yuting this time and felt a little jealous, seeing her husband reconcile with the Third Lady of the Household, resolving their misunderstandings, and reuniting after a long time apart, she was genuinely happy. The scene then shifted to the magnificent and opulent Palace of Versailles. The five esteemed young matriarchs gathered together, forming a close-knit family, each sister fond of the same man, who, under the exquisite cultivation and refinement of Gao Liang, had grown increasingly respectful and yielding toward one another.