"Oh! Husband! I am truly so happy! So happy! I love you so much!" Daidemona said, her slender waist swaying with satisfaction. "Wife, I love you too! From head to toe! You'll always be my rose!" Gao Liang gazed at Daidemona with even greater tenderness, now gently wiping her perspiring skin with a fragrant handkerchief. After wiping her entire body, Gao Liang did something unexpectedly surprising—he firmly twisted the handkerchief, and to Daidemona's amazement, it filled a clear, delicate glass bottle completely. "This is a testament to our love," Gao Liang said. "I will treasure it always. I will keep this love forever!" Daidemona was moved to tears at his words. They kissed again and again... "Love him to the point of soaring on clouds, love him to the point of turning the world upside down, love him to the point of thunderous passion, love him to the point of being utterly confused..." Suddenly, this song began to play in the room, as if quietly expressing the very essence of true love for this couple who were deeply in love. Gao Liang and his wife had become the happiest people in the world. That night, on their spacious spring mattress, they did what they wanted, loved whenever they felt like it—turning the world upside down, experiencing waves of happiness, and creating endless new moments. Happy, I am happy, everyone is happy. A happy life—Gao Liang counts, Dai Mengna counts, and both of them count. Meanwhile, Peter shouted at Powell: "Speed up the development of the next-generation '极品飞车' game and launch it ahead of schedule next month! We must prevent the strong impact of China's 'Myth Game' on this new title!" "Yes, Mr. President!" Powell was about to leave when Peter called him back: "By the way, how's the progress on the top assassin from Blackwater USA?" "Oh! President, as soon as you give the word, they can have Highlight's head off any moment!" Powell replied. "Very well," Peter said, "but we still need to secure Highlight's 'Breakthrough Blueprint' CD, along with the access password. Only once we have both of these will we be truly secure!" Peter took a long drag on his cigarette, lighting it with a match, as a reminder. "Understood!" Powell nodded and promptly departed. "Never show leniency when necessary—either we're firm, or we take out the highlighted one outright! At least that'll give us something to report up to the top!" Valeri crushed a glass cup in his hands, speaking with determined resolve. "Yes!" Lina and Bova responded promptly. Valeri smiled coldly. "Highlight, you're done! The Russian woman known as the 'killer of beauty' has a reputation worldwide—this time, it's your fate!" Bright sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Yixin Garden, Unit 68, Tangcheng Mansion in Binhai City, gently illuminating the room. High-light rubbed his eyes, yawned luxuriously on the bed, and murmured softly, "Dai Mengna, Dai Mengna!" Yet no one answered. He opened his eyes—there was no one there. Where had they gone? "Husband, come and have breakfast!" A sweet, bell-like voice rang out, and High-light was instantly energized, his vision filled with Dai Mengna's youthful and radiant figure. Dai Mengna placed a cup of breakfast milk and a large sandwich on the luxurious glass table in the bedroom, "Eat it while it's hot!" Her caring words made Gao Liang truly feel the warmth of home. He rushed over, embraced the beautiful Dai Mengna, and held her close, saying, "Honey! I want you to share this breakfast with me!" Dai Mengna smiled gently and replied, "Honey, I've already eaten. I have to go now!" "Don't leave me!" Gao Liang found himself becoming dependent on Dai Mengna. "Well, I do have to head to the American Pavilion. My work demands it!" Dai Mengna still didn't stay. As she stepped out of the room, she turned back with a graceful smile. How beautiful she was—such a wife. Just seeing her every day, being with her, was already enough happiness. After Dai Mengna left, Gao Liang's phone rang: "Boss, bad news! Bad news!" Gao Liang recognized the voice of his trusted colleague, Lin Guojun, and said, "What? Bad news?" "Our mythology game development has hit a technical bottleneck!" Lin Guojun spoke in a low tone. "For heaven's sake, don't bother me anymore—can't you find any more senior game designers?" Gao Liang shouted into the microphone. "Boss, here's the truth: our game requires hiring American game experts to resolve certain technical challenges!" Wang Zhiqiang took over Lin Guojun's phone and relayed the situation to Gao Liang. "I won't back down! I have my 'Breakthrough Manual'!" After finishing his statement, Gao Liang hadn't even had a bite of breakfast. He got into a BMW and drove directly to the State Security Bureau's secret base, designated 001. At the 001 secret base, Gao Liang stood before the mythology game's development interface, surrounded by a group of senior game engineers who were all reporting their progress over the past few days. "Mr. Li, the pre-production phase of the game is nearly complete—just the post-production phase has been a bit sluggish." "A game engineer wearing glasses spoke with a subdued tone. 'Mainly, our gaming industry is only just beginning to take off—our foundation is weak, our technology is still immature, and we urgently need critical technical support from abroad!' Another engineer sighed. 'Especially from the United States! Yet many U.S. game companies maintain strict technological confidentiality and build technical barriers.' A game expert, with white hair and one of the first-generation game software designers in China, revealed the truth with a single remark. 'Damn it—old guard belief: no challenge is insurmountable, no hurdle is unpassable!' High-light slammed his office desk, his passion ignited. All the technical engineers had stepped back, leaving only High-light in the office, with his key allies waiting outside, ready to respond at a moment's notice. Damn it—has the old guard's 'Secret Guide to Breaking Through' finally reached its breaking point?" Huangli quickly launched the game-play software from the "Breakthrough Guide" CD, but unfortunately, a crucial section of the American game "The Need for Speed" remained locked—system message read: "Locked. Please unlock!" "Damn! It's truly a technological barrier! Chinese people are masters at replication, but once a problem arises that can't be replicated, they're completely at a loss. How do we unlock it? Huangli held his head in frustration, desperately trying to figure it out, yet couldn't find a solution. "Alright, never mind," Huangli thought, as he was about to give up. Suddenly, a few words appeared on the screen: "Would you like to unlock it? Simply enter a password, and it will be unlocked!" Huangli was thrilled. He tried entering various passwords, but all of them failed. What was the right password? Gao Liang held his scalp, thinking hard, then suddenly his eyes lit up. His fingers flew across the keyboard: "188688988." On the slim, wide display screen, the lock clicked open—Gao Liang was thrilled and quickly double-clicked to open it, only to be disappointed, as it was an empty folder. Damn it—his instinct told him he'd been played. Indeed, the screen displayed these lines: "Haha! Gao Liang, you've finally caught on!" It was Peter! It was Peter! Gao Liang now felt certain that his relentless adversary was always setting traps for him. He knew Peter's online habits so well—no matter how many aliases he used, how could he escape the grasp of Gao Liang, this seasoned computer hacker? Only because of his own carelessness and eagerness to crack a key technical segment in the U.S. game *The极品飞车*, had he fallen into Peter's carefully laid trap. Dai Mengna simply said, "Well deserved!" "She managed to quickly get herself out of the situation, yet her hands were tightly bound, making it impossible even to open the door. Peter shouted, 'Come quickly! Don't let her escape!' Daina panicked. In a moment of urgency, she climbed up the window—how high it was! Daina hesitated, as Peter's men were already approaching. Closing her eyes, Daina prepared to jump down to preserve her honor, when suddenly one hand firmly grasped her from outside the window, saying, 'Hurry! Hold on to me!' Looking up, she saw it was Gao Liang, whose left hand was firmly gripping the window sill.