Highlighting turned to the small business owner, who was drooling in admiration. "Great! Wonderful!" George beamed as he went to try on the watch. Wow! This watch was truly excellent—made of solid gold! "If only I could one day be as impressive as this Chinese young man," George murmured, only to be gently tapped on the head: "You! Stop dreaming!" When George looked up, there came Laine in stylish, elegant attire, stunning him completely. "How beautiful!" he exclaimed. Laine was delighted, yet with a touch of regret: "To wear this outfit, I might have to wait until the next life!" "How much is it? I'll pay!" George wanted to buy it, but when he heard the server announce the price, he collapsed to the floor, murmuring: "One hundred thousand dollars! My goodness! Even my company's annual net profit—my business, which is already operating with debt—wouldn't reach that amount!" "A family with a hundred thousand dollars wouldn't even blink—unless you're not up to it, then we'll take your watch!" Lane said. But the price the server quoted left them stunned. They repeated, as if they hadn't heard clearly, "What? Thirty thousand? No, no—we'd go without food and drink for a whole year and still couldn't afford it!" Just as they were hesitating to move on the gold watch and the attire, a young, handsome man walked up with a beautiful woman, beaming under the bright sunlight, and said, "If you like this watch, I'll give it to you right away!" Lane and George looked over—there it was, none other than the most distinguished guest of the day, Mr. Gao Liang and Miss Dianmeng. As they couldn't believe it was true, Miss Dianmeng turned to her lovely, attractive wife and said, "That dress fits you perfectly—so you don't need to take it off!" "Wow! Miss Dianmeng! You're absolutely wonderful—finding such a great husband!" "My dear, beautiful, and elegant wife excitedly grasped Demona's hand, pointing to the exquisite, cutting-edge outfit she was wearing and exclaiming, 'Wow! This is the royal Italian couture I could only dream of! And your jewelry—also from the royal Italian collection! Oh, esteemed Miss Demona!' George also rushed over to Gao Huang, deeply moved. He noticed that Gao Huang was wearing a different Swiss gold watch and was instantly impressed—this was a one-of-a-kind timepiece! He had even seen the promotional ad for this watch on the poster before coming to the mall—it was priced at a premium, at three million dollars! My goodness! Facing these two noble benefactors, George and Ryan both prepared to kneel and express their heartfelt gratitude. Yet Gao Huang said something quite different: 'Remember, we're not giving you anything for free. Just now, from your wife, I learned about the current state of your business—wasn't it difficult?' George nodded in agreement." Further explaining the specifics to his wife, it turned out that their jointly-owned company was based in the Stanford University Industrial Park, specializing in pharmaceutical research under the name "Boiling Point Medical Research." Although the U.S. healthcare system is well-developed, they had struggled to attract top talent—not because they couldn't find qualified candidates, but because they simply lacked the financial resources to hire them. As a result, they had failed to develop competitive products. Everyone was delighted. The two couples returned to Stanford University in their two cars, fully loaded with goods. Yet, the 888 room at the five-star hotel, where they had married, was no longer sufficient—there simply wasn't enough space! To accommodate all the purchased items, Hao Liang opened up an entire new room. George and Ryan watched in awe, as they were amazed to see that the couple they were admiring was none other than the one they had just witnessed at the new game launch event and wedding ceremony at Stanford Technology Park just two days earlier. This admiration filled Hao Liang and Dai Mengna with genuine pride and confidence. That evening, Hao Liang and Dai Mengna were passionately immersed in each other, listening to jazz music played through world-class speakers, while luxuriously embracing and making love on a bed spacious enough to hold two couples. This time, it was Daimeng who wanted to highlight the moment. She removed her highlighter blouse, revealing her broad, well-muscled chest—strong, masculine lines radiating allure. Daimeng gently kissed Li Long's nipples with her lips and caressed his chest with her delicate fingers, making Li Long softly hum with each breath. Daimeng then unzipped Li Long's pants and pulled out that sturdy member, placing it gently between her lips and continuously blowing, sucking, and drawing it in. Li Long grew intensely aroused under her touch—now, in front of him, Daimeng seemed like a passionate newcomer, wildly craving his presence. As a successful man, one must ensure the happiness of the woman he loves most. Li Long grew wild with passion and decided to treat Daimeng well. He lifted her up in his arms and thrust his thick member deep into her inviting core. Daimeng gasped in pain at first, but after just a few moments of deepening pressure, she stopped crying out and instead began to call excitedly, "Husband, you're absolutely amazing!" "I love it so much!" Huai Liang continued to be more and more enthusiastic in his treatment of Dai Mengna, yet Dai Mengna thoroughly enjoyed this kind of treatment, even though at times it came with such intensity that she sometimes couldn't keep up. Still, she deeply desired this sensation. They only stopped when both were utterly exhausted and lay motionless on the bed, completely drained. The process turned out smoother than expected, since Huai Liang and Dai Mengna were already internationally renowned figures, allowing them to freely choose any major at Stanford University. Dai Mengna successfully transitioned into the medical studies program at the Stanford School of Medicine, while Huai Liang, though currently unenthusiastic about the monotonous software design work, remained content with his current major for now. The Stanford campus is vast, and since Dai Mengna enrolled in the medical program, her academic schedule has become increasingly demanding; sometimes, she would stay late for evening classes and even live in the female student dormitory at the medical school. Over time, without the presence of beautiful companions by her side, Huai Liang began to feel a certain sense of missing something. Man, the academic game software design is so dull, and there's no beautiful wife by my side to keep me company—really, I'm getting restless. One day, after enduring the loneliness too long, I finally dialed Dai Mengna's phone, only to find it was off. A voice message came through: "In class, please don't disturb!" This deeply frustrated Gao Liang—not because he had any issue with Dai Mengna, but because he simply couldn't conquer his solitude. After all, he's been away from home, a stranger in a foreign land, and especially during holidays, he feels homesick. Today is February 14—the Valentine's Day! How could he be separated from his beloved wife? No, he must go to the campus and take a walk to clear his mind. Strolling through the campus, where tall palm trees and red-roofed buildings stand in graceful contrast, Gao Liang felt much more at ease. Unconsciously, he reached the front of a main teaching building. He saw many students playing on the flat open ground below, students from all over the world gathered there, especially the beautiful international women, dressed in diverse attire—creating a striking sight. This wasn't really due to the main character, Gao Liang, being particularly bold or enthusiastic, since Dai Mengna's sacred status remained deeply ingrained in his heart—he simply admired these foreign beauties. Breathing in the fresh air of the campus, Gao Liang felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. He was walking calmly and contentedly when suddenly a small hand from behind yanked him sharply, and a soft, pleasant voice said, "Don't come closer! I already have a boyfriend! This is my boyfriend!" Gao Liang was startled. He turned around, accidentally meeting the face of a stranger, and felt a damp, smooth, tender sensation on his lips—so soft, so sweet. Looking closer, he saw the two of them kissing. The girl in the student uniform blushed deeply, while the neatly groomed, well-dressed boy who had been chasing after her approached, holding a bouquet of fresh red roses, and said, "Mizuki! I knew you were lying to me! Today is Valentine's Day!" "This is my gift for you!" She insisted, firmly pressing the bouquet into Mizuki's hands. "Satoru-kun! We can only be ordinary friends!" Yet Mizuki did not take the vibrant bouquet.