How could I possibly make it to the taekwondo studio we’ve already met at… Oh no, oh no, we’ve actually met at so many places! I simply can’t make it to that island. Oh dear! Back to my mother’s place—my mouth is so thirsty; I’ll just have a drink first. On the way, I stop at the Min Huanfu beverage stall along Shunkelong Commercial Street. Gao Ruolan drinks her beverage with great difficulty, gasping between sips: “I’m absolutely parched! I’m absolutely parched! Today, Mr. Ouyang must have some strange plan—Mom, I’m nearly collapsing!” Just as she finishes speaking, her body goes weak and she truly starts to lean over. Suddenly, a voice says, “I’ll pay for everything!” Min Huanfu and Gao Ruolan are startled to see it’s exactly the same person who paid yesterday. This time, however, Gao Ruolan has been more observant—she glances around and notices a brand-new sedan parked near the corner, one she feels strangely familiar with. She rushes over to check, only to find the car swiftly pulling away, as if avoiding her. How Because it's a bustling, vibrant area, every storefront is doing exceptionally well—without a doubt, they're making gold every day. That's why the rental fees are so high! Gao Ruolan was stopped by a staff member from a Xiangpiao Milk Tea shop, who politely asked, "May I ask if you're Ms. Gao Ruolan?" Gao nodded. "Please come in!" the staff member extended her hands in a welcoming gesture. Gao entered and sat down at a random table. The staff member served her a cup of Xiangpiao Milk Tea and indicated that she should try the flavor. Gao took a small sip through the straw and said, "Ah! It's tangy and sweet—delicious! I really like it!" "Ms. Gao, please follow me—I'd like to introduce you to our featured milk tea varieties!" The staff member warmly guided her through the display area, saying, "This is our classic pearl milk tea, coconut jelly milk tea, sprite milk tea, and pudding milk tea. In addition, we offer a wide variety of fruit-flavored milk teas!" "Wow!" There are so many options! How wonderful it would be if our family could open a tea shop like this!" Gao Ruolan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. "Madam, as soon as you agree, we can have you sign here!" The staff, seizing the moment, immediately produced a document and pointed to the signature section for the party receiving the service, saying, "Madam, as soon as you sign here, this tea shop will be entirely yours!" "What? What?" Gao Ruolan seemed to have heard it wrong, saying, "It's impossible—our family doesn't have enough funds to take over this shop!" After speaking, she began to prepare to leave. "Madam, please stay! The funds for purchasing this shop have already been arranged on your behalf!" The staff said seriously. Gao Ruolan turned around, looking utterly astonished, yet still shook her head and continued walking toward the door. "Ruolan, don't go!" A familiar male voice came from behind. Gao Ruolan didn't immediately turn around, but hesitated slightly. Gao Liang approached, gently supported her shoulders, and said with heartfelt sincerity, "Please sign." "Your home needs this store!" "Why are you doing this for me?" High Ruo Lan's voice was slightly choked, clearly moved. "Stupid! Do you think I'm giving it to you for nothing? I'm funding it—you run it. Once your family makes a profit, you pay me back!" High Liang certainly knew that High Ruo Lan didn't like to receive kindness without expecting something in return. "Ah!" High Ruo Lan laughed, brightly. This time, High Liang truly saw the genuine warmth in her smile—amazed: it was exactly the same as the one he had imagined for High Cui Lan. High Ruo Lan and High Cui Lan—only one character apart—and yet, they seemed like two entirely different people, yet somehow, they were one and the same. After signing the agreement with great satisfaction, High Ruo Lan immediately invited Miao Hanfu to visit the store. The woman standing by the stall followed, marveling and praising everything. Especially when she saw the handsome High Liang and the vibrant High Ruo Lan standing together—such a striking couple, as if fate had created them and nature had designed them to be matched—she couldn't stop her admiration and expressed her Lian Cheng was delighted that his mother, Lady Liu, had encountered a kind patron—she felt truly happy herself. Yet, she regretted that her daughter wasn’t as beautiful as she hoped. If only her daughter had been as lovely as Gao Liang, a wealthy young man from a noble family, then this would have been truly splendid. The continuous praise from Lian Cheng made Gao Rulan, standing beside Gao Liang, blush deeply. This sentence reached Gao Ruolan who was standing by. Once again, she gazed at Gao Liang with the clear, lake-like eyes, and was amazed to find that he resembled so closely the man she had dreamed of—his manner and speech were exactly the same. Could it be, as the fortune teller had said yesterday, that the one destined for her had finally appeared? Miao Hanfu and the woman at the stall were tactful, greeting each other and then gradually leaving, so that only Gao Liang and Gao Ruolan remained at the tea shop. Gao Ruolan displayed her favorite taekwondo DVD and three fresh, brand-new student notebooks, and pointed to the pink dress she was wearing, saying, "Ou Yang! Has everything been prepared by you?" Gao Liang nodded, saying, "Ruolan, do you know? The taekwondo DVD was thrown away by Qiu Xingyue— I couldn't find it anywhere. So I had to ask someone to buy a new one and have it delivered from Korea!" Also, the three exercise notebooks—I requested them from the principal, and only received them after submitting a commitment letter guaranteeing an improvement in my academic performance. I've entrusted Ms. Song to place them in your drawer. As for the dress you're wearing, which isn't available at any market stall, I personally ordered it directly from the manufacturer! "Plus, you've already arranged for ten separate visits to buy my mother's groceries, haven't you?" High Ruolan's face was filled with astonishment. High Guang was taken aback and asked, "How did you know?" "I saw your car—yet you deliberately avoided me! Why didn't you want me to know?" High Ruolan clearly seemed deeply moved. "I understand you don't want to accept my help without any reason—when I offer you money, you refuse to take it. You say, 'What's so special about having money?' Yes, I have money, but I'm not particularly impressive either—I too was dismissed from my position." High Guang sighed. "But I noticed you were genuinely happy when you were dismissed!" High Ruolan was completely puzzled. "Wrong. That was meant for Qiu Xingyue. Honestly, I still don't want to be fired—because I can't bear to see you sitting right across from me every day!" Highlight said warmly. "Compared to Qiu Xingyue, I'm just a plain Cinderella. Why should you care about me?" Highlight gazed at Highlight, her eyes filled with quiet expectation. "Because I like you! We argued right from the very first time we met, but ever since then, I've found myself growing more and more dependent on you. I love you, Ruan!" Highlight said with deep sincerity. "I—also—love—you," Ruan responded, stepping into Highlight's embrace. Highlight gently wrapped his arms around Ruan's slender waist, while Ruan lowered her head, her face blushing deeply. "Ruan, let's kiss!" Highlight whispered softly into Ruan's ear, his words making her ears tingle. Ruan nodded slightly, closed her eyes, and as Highlight's lips approached, their lips gently met. Gao Liang could not control his emotions, for they had been deep within him, buried for so long. Though this time the God of Light had descended to earth, his ultimate purpose was to find his beloved Gao Cui Lan. Without Gao Cui Lan, his days felt lonely and empty—he needed her, and now, at last, he would have her. Thus, he kissed Gao Ruolan with great intensity, and she willingly allowed his lips to kiss hers, striving to match his passion. Gao Ruolan sent out the fragrant osmanthus with a breath as sweet as orchids, gently pouring it into Gao Liang’s lips, deepening his longing. He held her tightly, as if afraid she might vanish, passionately kissing her while murmuring dreamily, “Cui Lan, Cui Lan, Gao Cui Lan!” Gao Ruolan heard him, and struggled fiercely—this surprised Gao Liang, for they were kissing so passionately! Her lips were so sweet, so delicious, that he longed to kiss them a thousand, even ten thousand times. “Do you only think of Gao Cui Lan?” Gao Ruolan finally pulled her lips free, asking in astonishment