After savoring a spoonful with evident delight, Gao Liang picked up the spoon himself and spooned a portion from Mei Ji’s bowl, feeding it to her. This gesture surprised Mei Ji, but Gao Liang spoke up, saying, "This is your husband’s special treat for you!" "You're so mean!" Mei Ji said, still holding her lips and not taking a bite. Dai Mengna beside them couldn’t help laughing. "Big wife! She’s not showing any grace—go ahead and have your share!" Gao Liang then gently offered the spoon to Dai Mengna. Inhaling the fragrant aroma of the lotus root porridge, Dai Mengna closed her eyes, clearly captivated by the delicious scent. Yet, she didn’t take a bite. Goodness, refusing even the gift from her husband—these two wives were simply ungrateful. Gao Liang had his own plan. Watching Dai Mengna’s expression of delight, he sat down and savored the lotus root porridge with great enthusiasm, praising it as he went, presenting himself as a true connoisseur enjoying the finest of culinary delights. While eating, he also brought his bowl closer to Dai Mengna and Mei Ji, as if to say, "There's only a little left now—since you're so ungrateful, I'll have to eat it all alone." Indeed, this tactic worked perfectly. Dai Mengna couldn't contain her excitement; her lips parted slightly, Meiji's nose wrinkled, and both eyes fixed on Gao Liang's jade bowl, reaching out to seize it. But Gao Liang had been ready—Dai Mengna missed her chance and became upset. At that moment, Gao Liang said, "Mei Ji made lotus seed porridge—you haven't even said thank you yet! Now you're rushing to take it!" With those words, he gazed deeply at Mei Ji beside him, a gesture that touched her deeply. She hadn't expected such appreciation for something so ordinary—just a simple bowl of lotus seed porridge—so she looked at Gao Liang with gratitude. Dai Mengna has now grown close to Mei Ji, as if they were sisters. Naturally, just a glance from her brings comfort to Mei Ji's heart. At that moment, Gao Liang spoke up, "My two wives, in appreciation of your constant care for me, I specially grant each of you a spoonful of lotus seed porridge!" Dai Mengna didn't hesitate—she took the porridge Gao Liang offered, closed her eyes to savor it, and praised, "Delicious!" Then she turned to Mei Ji and gently said, "Mei Ji, I'd like you to teach me how to make lotus seed porridge tomorrow!" Mei Ji nodded naturally. Next, Gao Liang offered the porridge to Mei Ji, but Mei Ji held her lips and said, "Husband, I often eat this—I'll let you have it." Gao Liang wouldn't take no for an answer; he insisted, "Mei Ji, I've just added a special seasoning—without it, you'll regret it!" As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mengna quickly took a spoonful and, after eating, chuckled, "Excellent! Even better than before!" This praise made Meguri's eyes widen, and at that moment, she lost all reserve. With a "pffft!" she snatched the bowl and drank it down in one go, then popped her lips. Within three seconds, a big exclamation point appeared on her face as she exclaimed, "Husband, what flavor did you add? It feels so soft, smooth, fragrant, and sweet!" Highlight playfully held off the revelation, saying, "That's something you'll discover on your own!" Then he pulled Meguri into his arms, and Meguri, in front of Daimon, blushed deeply. The beautiful woman's delicate face, pink and glowing, looked like a peach blossom, her lips slightly parted. He could smell her fragrance and couldn't help but kiss her. Just then, Daimon's phone rang. Daimon glanced at the caller ID and hurried off to a private room to answer it. Highlight was fully immersed in kissing Meguri, yet Meguri kept trying to free herself from his embrace. Damn it—this little wife is deliberately keeping the old man from claiming his place! Old Zai had been patient all day, but finally lost his composure and decided to settle the matter right then. Gao Liang went wild, cradling Mei Ji tightly against his chest—Mei Ji had no strength left to resist. Indeed, Gao Liang began reaching out with his rather clumsy hands, gently massaging her human chest. Mei Ji lightly sniffed, and Gao Liang leaned his lips close to her ear, saying, "My little wife, my husband is absolutely dying to have you—now, I'm certain you'll become my woman!" With that, he boldly used his large tongue to pry open Mei Ji's lips. Mei Ji's delicate tongue curled back at the base of her teeth, unwilling to entangle with his. Gao Liang had his own strategy—he adopted a strategy of retreating to advance. First, he gently massaged her two large, plump breasts with his hands. Mei Ji's breasts were full of spring and resilience, and as Gao Liang continued to caress them, her body softened and her eyes grew drowsy. Breathing steadily, Gao Liang sensed that Mei Ji's delicate tongue began to relax, and so he launched his attack—using his large tongue First, a strong assault—then, gentleness. Miki went from uncomfortable to comfortable, progressing from awkward kisses to actively initiating and deepening them with Kaito. At this moment, Miki is fully awakened by Kaito. They passionately suck each other's essence, and Kaito senses a distinct fragrance emanating from Miki's mouth, so he greedily drinks in her essence. After the kisses, Kaito can no longer contain himself. Gazing at this exquisite beauty—this stunning girl who always makes him bleed from the nose—he is utterly overwhelmed. His arousal is now fully charged; he pulls at Miki's delicate, light-blue, knee-length short skirt, and soon, her pink-edged triangular underwear comes into view. Today, old Kaito is determined to make love to her—unless he does, he will never forgive his ancestors. She is his woman, and he wants her to be happy. Kaito keeps pulling down the underwear, nearly about to remove it entirely, when the doorbell rings outside, and a voice says, "Mr. Kaito, you have a package delivery!" "Highlight was impatiently responding, "Just put it in the outside mailbox! What's all the fuss about? Didn't you see Old Zhi over there...?" Just as he was about to continue, he stopped. The delicious meal he was close to securing was definitely not going to be missed, so he kept tugging at Mizuki's triangular pants. But then, a graceful hand stopped him, and a voice came through, "Highlight, we can't do it now. I said, to be my boyfriend, you need to achieve three firsts!" "I don't care about Old Zhi! I don't care about Old Zhi anymore!" Highlight didn't pay any attention to these objections. If he didn't break through the final barrier, he'd truly lose his manhood. Yet, no matter how hard he pushed, Mizuki kept firmly covering her secret spot, which made Highlight increasingly frustrated—his inner heat was building up and he desperately needed to release it. But this Japanese girl simply wasn't showing any sense of tact. After a while of this tense standoff, Highlight heard a voice say, "Husband, I know you're eager. If you really want to, I can give you everything I have!" "Highlight looked up to see Daimonawa undressing in front of him. The pink dress slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor. Daimonawa's skin gleamed like snow, her figure slender and alluring. Highlight's passion surged; he charged forward like a wild bull, lifting Daimonawa in his arms and rushing her toward the bathroom. On the large bed, only Meiji remained, her eyes glistening with tears. Inside the bathroom, a full-bodied battle unfolded—Daimonawa's soft cries rose one after another, while Highlight gasped, launching relentless attacks. The water ran continuously. Meiji felt a mixture of emotions, quietly getting up, stepping out of the room, and gently closing the door behind her, as if fleeing. ... The next morning, bright sunlight streamed through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows. Highlight rubbed his eyes, then reached out to touch beside him, calling, 'Daimonawa! Daimonawa! I'm hungry for breakfast!' But no one answered." Opened her eyes and looked around—where was Dana? Feeling something was wrong, she rushed out of the room and downstairs to check, but Dana wasn’t there. She called the medical college, no answer. Then she called the company—same result. Dana had vanished completely. High-light returned to the room, frantically searching every corner, until finally she found a pink envelope pressed beneath the pillowcase. She quickly opened it and read the neat, elegant English script, perfectly written: Husband, I’m leaving. Please take good care of yourself. Don’t look for me—you won’t find me. My family needs me to return. Though we can’t be together, the days we spent together were truly joyful. If fate ever brings us back as a couple, I’ll have no regrets. Just know that while I’m away, you must take good care of yourself. You must grow stronger and become more outstanding—my favorite kind of man is one who is strong and excellent. When the day comes that you've truly grown strong, your wife might just appear by your side.