The largest book and audio-visual library in Hanhai City attracts a large number of visitors—people of all ages and both genders—creating a vibrant cultural atmosphere. Gao Ruolan carefully searched along a row of audio-visual shelves, moving from one end to the other, from front to back, from top to bottom and vice versa, meticulously scanning every shelf. After about twenty minutes, her eyes lit up, "Found it! Finally found it!" As she reached out to pick up the audio-visual disc she had been seeking, she accidentally bumped into the shelf due to excitement, causing several discs that had been slightly displaced to fall off and land on the floor. Fortunately, none of them broke. Gao picked up the fallen discs and placed them back. When she turned around to retrieve the disc she had been searching for, she realized it was no longer there. Her eyes quickly settled on a handsome young man, who was none other than Gao Liang, holding exactly the disc she had been looking for. Gao Ruolan hurried after him, speaking with firm determination: "This one is mine! Return it to me!" "Is it yours? Does it have your name on it?" Gao Liang held the disc up in front of her, his tone cold and composed. "It was the one I selected just now. I didn't want the disc to fall off over there. When I went back to retrieve it in its original position, I found you had already taken it!" Gao Ruolan stared at the disc, her heart stirred. "Oh?" Gao Liang looked at her, shrugged slightly, then glanced at the disc, and with a resolute tone, firmly stated: "This disc was the one I chose the moment I arrived." With that, a smile of confidence spread across his face. "It's mine!" Gao Ruolan grew increasingly urgent. "It's mine!" Gao Liang raised his voice. "You can go buy it elsewhere!" Gao Ruolan gently suggested to Gao Liang. "I'll only buy from this place, and I'll take just this one!" Highlight said, turning to walk away without looking back. "Stand there! I'm in a great mood today! You've disrupted my good spirits!" Gao Ruolan grew furious—she'd never seen anyone so unreasonable. At school, it was always she who overlooked others, yet no boy had ever dared treat her this way. "I'm in a great mood today, too—it's *you* who've disturbed me!" Highlight stood his ground, facing off against Gao Ruolan. The two continued to argue, drawing a crowd of onlookers. A handsome young man and a striking young woman, each refusing to yield, truly made for an engaging scene. Gao Ruolan no longer cared about her graceful ladylike image—she simply rushed forward and grabbed the item. Gao Liang offered not a single face-saving gesture, so how could Gao Ruolan possibly succeed? Gao Ruolan felt both embarrassed and furious, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Her beautiful, animated expression was simply stunning—no wonder she was considered a campus beauty, with nearly 99% of the crowd’s eyes fixed on her. It left her deeply uncomfortable. A beauty had just stumbled! Gao Ruolan clenched her teeth, narrowed her eyes, and repeatedly outshone Gao Liang with her gaze. This action proved effective, sparking the irritation of the male spectators nearby. One of them stepped forward and said to Gao Liang, "A grown man should never compete with a beauty for something—he should at least compensate!" Gao Liang casually produced a few hundred-yuan bills and said coldly, "Considering someone’s sympathy for you, I’ll cover the cost of your emotional distress." "Hmph! Isn’t that just because you have money? You’ve ruined my good mood—can you really make it up?" "Gao Ruolan didn't take the money—she was far more interested in the disc. So she held on tightly, and once again, she fought with Gao Liang. "I'm not giving it to you! I'm not giving it to you at all! See what you can do!" Gao Liang, for some reason, just wanted to push her. Gao Ruolan used her taekwondo skills, hoping to take the disc without a single touch, but she was mistaken—she found Gao Liang far from easy to handle. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wrestle it away, and this had never happened to her before. Frustrated, she was about to summon her best move when she noticed an elderly woman, trying to avoid the commotion, had already fallen and fainted—clearly frail and unwell. Gao Ruolan went over to help, awakened the woman, and gently called out to her. Meanwhile, Gao Liang remained completely indifferent, and Gao Ruolan looked at him with clear disdain. The first thing the old lady noticed upon waking was the crisp, bright, and well-pressed suit. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she clutched high-light’s legs tightly, holding on firmly, shouting loudly, "Take me to the hospital now!" High-light remained unmoved, simply pulling out a one-hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and tossing it to the old lady. To his surprise, the old lady cried out even more, "Oh-oh-oh!" He then reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a few bills, saying, "Here's five hundred—should be enough!" As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Gao Ruolan and said firmly, "I'm really unlucky today—meeting you! You're truly a bad omen!" "Unlucky? It's you who's bringing bad luck to me! I've been suffering through eighteen lifetimes of misfortune just because of you!" Gao Ruolan responded with equal determination, refusing to back down. Just as the two were arguing fiercely, the house steward, Chen Jiangliu, arrived, drenched in sweat, saying, "I've finally found you, Gao Liang!" "What's the point of this? I'm not a "Guangliang sneaked out of the house without being noticed. The very first thing he did upon leaving was to buy a videotape of taekwondo instructional materials. If either of his parents found out, it would be disastrous. Since he recovered his health, his parents have firmly decided never to let him be near anything related to taekwondo again." "Guangliang, just think of me! The chairman has repeatedly asked me to stay with you at all times!" Chen Jiangliu looked somewhat troubled, gazing at Guangliang with a pitiful expression. It was clear that being a house manager wasn't an easy task—both the lord and the young master's wishes had to be followed, and one couldn't afford to offend either. Gao Ruolan stood by, watching Guangliang with a look of disdain and remarked, "I thought you were something special. Turns out, you're just a child who never grows up in kindergarten!" "You! You—" Guangliang was most uncomfortable when people treated him this way. He thought to himself: "I've been reborn into this world with thousands of years of cultivation. How can you, a mere mortal woman, possibly look down on me?" "Highlight! She's a girl—don't you just go around fighting girls!" Chen Jiangliu pulled High Liang firmly. After a brief struggle, Liang looked visibly displeased, and Chen led him toward the car parked outside. Behind them, Gao Ruolan whispered, "May heaven protect me from ever meeting you again!" Unexpectedly, Liang turned sharply, his expression stern, and said, "You're a bad luck star! I most certainly don't want to see you again!" With that, he and Chen walked off. Leaving Gao Ruolan fuming, clenching her fists tightly. Gao Liang quickly gave the housekeeper a glance, and at once the housekeeper adopted a look of weary bitterness, stammering, "Sir, the young lord is so diligent—he's off to the library!" "Oh?" Gao Zhongming's eyes instantly brightened. In his memory, Gao Liang had always been the least enthusiastic about the library, especially when it came to reading—he'd always suffer headaches as soon as he saw a book. But his son was quite perceptive; as long as he didn't slack off and stayed engaged, things would improve. "Gao Liang, what are you holding in your hands?" Gao Zhongming noticed that his son seemed to be clutching something tightly, as if completely absorbed in it. Without waiting for Gao Liang to respond, he gestured to Chen Jiangliu to bring it over. This proved quite a challenge for Chen Jiangliu. He had absolutely no intention of doing so—he had repeatedly instructed the household staff on the way back not to mention to his parents that he had purchased a taekwondo DVD at the library. Yet, who could possibly defy the will of the master? So, with no choice, he took the item from Gao Liang, not daring to look at it, his hands trembling slightly as he presented it to Gao Zhongming. He thought, now he was truly in trouble—both the young master and the elder had been offended, and he’d surely be reprimanded! Unexpectedly, Gao Zhongming looked at it and burst out laughing. "Gao Liang! I never thought you'd be so eager to learn. Since you're so interested in business, it seems our Ouyang family truly has a promising future. Here—this is your admission letter. Just a few days from now, I'll take you to register!" What on earth? Chen Jiangliu was astonished. He looked up and noticed that the elder was holding a business book.