As long as Dong Mengyao sleeps soundly, a little discomfort on my part is well worth it. Gao Liang lay down on the single fold-out bed. Oh! It seems Dong Mengyao truly thinks of me. This bed is decent—probably one she bought today. The blanket is also new; clearly, she's been mindful of my comfort in the small room. Now, this young lady has even started to care about me, treating me like a brother. It seems my efforts have finally been recognized and even rewarded—something I never dared to hope for. To Dong Mengyao, I've always strived to be the best brother—diligent, attentive, and protective. If she could be touched by my care and offer me something in return, that would be wonderful. I'd be delighted, but I would never force it. All will unfold naturally. With two such lovely people sharing a room—one a campus beauty from the Film Academy, the other a handsome, graceful man—should there be no mutual feeling, then it would indeed be a false impression. So, Dong Mengyao lay in her warm bed, her mind swirling with thoughts and imaginings. Today's move was a bet—she had no guarantee of success. Why? Because perhaps Guo Liang, her brother, would wake up in the middle of the night, driven by passion, and do something foolish to her—just as he had done that day when he couldn't control himself. Fortunately, she had given him a solid slap then. Back then, she knew that men were naturally fond of beauty, especially beautiful women. And she, herself, was a truly stunning woman—so stunning that people would literally gasp in admiration. To share a room with a man who was both passionate and lustful was no small challenge! Oh no—what if Guo Liang, in a moment of impulse, lost his composure? Then, her precious first time would be ruined. How precarious she felt! She just didn't know whether Guo Liang would actually do something like that. If he truly makes an effort, then I will truly have settled on this brother of mine. He is not the man I imagined as someone I could rely on—despite his kindness, thoughtfulness, and care for me—especially in matters of romance. He has been a failure in that regard, at least in my presence. But if he can withstand the allure of various beauties and remain composed and assured, then such a man would truly be trustworthy and dependable—one exactly the kind I am seeking. What is our highlight thinking about right now? Dong Mengyao—this girl who has always captured my heart, who stirs such profound emotions within me, who is a campus beauty at the level of a film school star—exactly the kind of woman I have always sought. Yet, whether she truly belongs to me remains uncertain. It is still too early to draw a final conclusion. Therefore, my feelings for Dong Mengyao, especially after that impulsive episode when she gave me a firm slap that startled me awake—yes, I must now hold back my emotions and treat her merely as a sister. My immediate priority is to be a good brother—offering her care in daily life, support in her studies, and guidance in her career—helping her transition smoothly from campus life into the complex world of society. Of course, she has ample potential for growth, though the timing hasn’t quite arrived yet. When the time comes, someone she truly loves might emerge, and that someone might not even be me. Though this may seem harsh, I believe that loving someone doesn’t necessarily mean selfishly clinging to them. It means enabling them to find greater happiness. If she is happy—regardless of whether her ideal prince is me—then I am equally content and fulfilled, because her happiness So, I must handle my feelings for Dong Mengyao carefully. For now, I can only approach her as an older brother, yet I myself am a tall, strong man with emotions and desires—fearful that at any moment I might lose control, watching this graceful young woman and doing something foolish. What should I do? I need to isolate myself, maintain distance—both physically and emotionally, including suppressing my bodily desires and my inner, primal longings. How can I manage this? I fear I may not be able to control myself, and thus my efforts will fall short, at least in front of Dong Mengyao. I’ll hang a cloth curtain between the spring mattress bed and the single folding bed—this is the best idea that comes to me in a moment of urgency. So, Huang Guang rises and quickly finds a green cloth suitable for a curtain. He skillfully secures two shot nails on the wall, hangs a thin iron wire, and attaches a deep green fabric curtain. This deep green cloth curtain resembled a thick wall, separating the king-sized bed from the single folding bed, and thus separating our high brightness from Dong Mengyao. Dong Mengyao pretended to be asleep, lying in her bed and reflecting: How wonderful is Bright Brother! How difficult it truly is for me! Isn't he doing all this precisely for me? If I weren't in this room, occupying the large bed, wouldn't Bright Brother have had no need to pull the curtain every evening after returning? In front of me, he truly performs beautifully. She now feels that since that impulsive moment, Bright Brother has never been so eager again—he has fully regained the gentle, big-brotherly affection he once had for a little sister. Such a wonderful brother is truly hard to find. If heaven has indeed destined for me a romantic love, then the prince I envision in my dreams should be someone just like this brother. If someone like my brother hadn't appeared, then my prince would surely have been the outstanding man currently visible behind the curtain—Goto. Goto woke up early the next day, as these days he has been under considerable pressure. He needs to further expand the market for the "Chinese Kung Fu" game in Japan, especially to counter a competitor who is vastly stronger than himself—Yamada. Nintendo Co., Ltd. (Founded in 1889, officially renamed Nintendo Co., Ltd. in 1963. Address: 11-1 Ushimado-cho, Minato-ku, Tokyo). In the president's office at the Nintendo headquarters, Yamada, facing Mei-ki with tears in her eyes, declared, "Goto has already lost this trip to Japan. As soon as I give the order, I will launch an attack on the flaws in the 'Chinese Kung Fu' game—then Goto will be finished!" "Yamada! Please don't harm Goto!" Mei-ki pleaded. "It all depends on your attitude." "Mount田's hungry gaze lingered on Mizuki's inviting breasts. "Good! I'll agree to it! But don't touch Gao Liang!" Mizuki yielded. Yet Mount田 wasn't satisfied. "You're not going home tonight!" Mizuki shook her head vigorously. Mount田, seeing this stunning beauty, charged at her like a starving wolf. Fortunately, Mizuki had been prepared, and she gasped, "Mount田, our engagement ceremony is next Monday!" "I can't wait any longer! If you don't want your parents to go to heaven, then make up your mind and agree now!" Mount田's face twisted into a wild, fierce expression. Mizuki knew Mount田 was a man who kept his word—someone who would go to any lengths to achieve his goals. Japanese law, after all, only really mattered to ordinary people. As for Mount田, the son of the chairman of Toyota Corporation, it was simply irrelevant. Japanese law was the law of the wealthy—it only served the little people, and had no real power over the sons of such towering tycoons. "I'll do it!" Meiko抽噎着，显得如此无助。 The more helpless Meiko became, the more ecstatic and excited Taneda grew. Taneda drove a Toyota 4000GXVX SUV toward a villa located in the outskirts of Kyoto. However, due to a section of construction road, the journey was bumpy; the vehicle collided violently with a large stone, and with a loud "thud," smoke began to rise. No matter how hard Taneda tried, the car would not restart. Stranded in the countryside, Taneda grew increasingly anxious and immediately called the Toyota headquarters to request a technician to come and inspect the vehicle. Even if the headquarters dispatched personnel without delay, it would take them at least an hour to arrive. The weather was somewhat hot, so Taneda decided to get a drink of water. He locked the car doors and went to a roadside convenience store one kilometer away to purchase water. Mikiko watched someone passing by the car, desperately calling out for help. However, due to the excellent sound insulation of this Toyota vehicle, no one could hear her from outside, and she couldn't see them either—thanks to the high-end car glass. Mikiko felt tired, thirsty, and weary. After an unknown length of time, Mikiko noticed someone tapping on the car window. When she opened her eyes, she was both surprised and delighted—it was Gao Liang! How wonderful! It really was him! Mikiko was so excited that she nearly fainted, but fortunately, Gao Liang was gesturing with his hands, which allowed Mikiko to see clearly from inside the car.