To his surprise, he was bleeding from the nose. Jin Nana mounted on Gao Liang's body, their eyes meeting. "Husband! It's my turn to take care of you now! As long as you survive, I'll do anything—I'll do everything!" Jin Nana's gentle, soothing voice stirred Gao Liang to such an extent that he was nearly overwhelmed with emotion. He embraced her slender waist with both hands,深情地说, "My dear, you're truly wonderful! With you by my side, I know I can live a full and meaningful life. We'll stand shoulder to shoulder, fight together, and build our own world in America!" After saying this, he began moving with her in a rhythmic, synchronized motion. Jin Nana's figure was indeed beautiful and striking—this stunning American woman was no ordinary beauty. At this moment, Gao Liang realized that no matter from which direction he looked at her, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her grace and elegance were truly captivating. Unlike Mei Ji, Jin Nana carried a more noble and refined aura—a regal poise and presence befitting a princess. It is such a beautiful moment to witness Jinanana embracing this most sacred occasion. "Ah!" Highlight's large beads of sweat rolled down, pouring his essence into Jinanana without reservation. To comfort this man, Jinanana endured the earlier "torment" and "exhaustion" he had inflicted upon her—sacrificing her own pain to restore his life. Highlight had survived. After the mutual cultivation, he now radiated vitality and strength, his bullet wound miraculously healed—demonstrating the remarkable efficacy of the yin-yang mutual refinement on him. Yet, it proved less effective for Jinanana. Under Highlight's relentless onslaught, she now felt utterly drained and her body tingled with numbness. Tenderly massaging his beloved wife, Highlight murmured, "Wife! I know you've willingly endured pain for me. But now that I've been reborn, I must live a life of dignity and honor—definitely ensuring you a life of lasting happiness!" "Jinana felt reassured by this statement. She snuggled into Guohuang's embrace and said, 'Husband! I truly believe you're a wonderful man. You must become excellent and strong. I love a man who is both excellent and strong!' 'Yes! Guohuang is someone who never easily gives up. I will definitely become a true strong man!' Guohuang's indomitable spirit shone through at this moment. As for Meiji, after leaving Guohuang, she walked alone through the streets of New York. It was now late in the day, and a cold breeze swept past, making Meiji shiver. New York, located at the southeastern tip of New York State along the Hudson River estuary, borders the Atlantic Ocean. With the sea wind blowing, Meiji's thin clothing could no longer conceal her skin. A top-tier beauty strolling aimlessly through the city streets of New York already carried an added sense of vulnerability." Indeed, at a narrow alley, Meguri was blocked by three Black men. She tried to avoid them, but they stuck to her like three lazy frogs—whenever Meguri moved east, they followed east; whenever she moved west, they went west. Clearly, these were genuine ruffians. "Beauty! Stand still!" The tallest and strongest of the three, speaking in English, stood upright before Meguri like a solid chunk of black charcoal. "You! Don't come any closer! Come any closer and I'll call the police!" Meguri said, trembling. "Call! Call! I don't care!" The man beamed with a cheerful grin. Now Meguri pulled out her elegant smartphone, only to have it snatched away by another man, who, right in front of her, raised it as if to smash it onto the ground. Meguri closed her eyes in despair: "Oh my goodness! Please, don't drop it! This phone was a special gift from my husband!" This is a royal limited edition from Sony Japan—presented to Gao Huang when the Chinese Wushu Games Company established its office in Japan. It's a precious gift, and there are likely no more than ten such units worldwide. Not only is it valuable, but it also contains many photos of Gao Huang and himself, taken in Japan, all captured in high definition. If the phone were broken, those irreplaceable memories would be lost forever. Moreover, the phone holds valuable records related to the Chinese Wushu Games Company. Should it be damaged, the loss would be significant—this reflects the dedication and efforts Gao Huang has poured into his role as Vice Chairman of the Chinese Wushu Games Company’s office in Japan. Just as despair was setting in, a voice from the leader of the group spoke up: "Don't break it! We'll keep it!" A shorter black man handed the phone to the taller one, who took it and, upon seeing it, exclaimed, "OK! OK!" Clearly, the tall Black man had taken a strong interest in the phone that Meguri was holding. After flipping it over and over, he exclaimed with genuine delight, "Limited edition! Limited edition! I've searched all over New York and couldn't find this model—never mind, I was searching desperately, only to find it here, effortlessly! Haha!" The other two Black men were now beaming with pride. "Give it back to me! Give it back right away!" Meguri said urgently. "Hey, beautiful! We actually forgot about you—didn't even realize you were there—until today, and now it seems the heavens have truly favored me! Not only has the heavens granted me a limited-edition premium phone, but also a stunning woman! Haha! I'm absolutely thrilled!" The tall Black man laughed heartily. "Boss! Please stop! Let's get down to business!" the medium-sized Black man said. "Exactly, boss! We're keeping an eye on things—go ahead and do your thing!" the shorter Black man added, grinning slyly. The tall Black man's eyes were now a kaleidoscope of colors as he gazed in rapt admiration at the flowing, magnificent mound on Miki's chest, his mouth full of saliva, instinctively reaching out to touch it. Miki was electrified, gasping in surprise—thankfully, the layer of clothing offered some protection, otherwise she would have truly suffered. The more the tall Black man saw Miki trembling, the more delighted he became. He simply loved the look of a woman being conquered by him, and the thought of being able to immediately engage in intimate lovemaking with her filled him with a sweetness that seemed to flow like honey. Miki was indeed a striking East Asian beauty, far surpassing the several Black women around him. With such a treasure right before him, the tall Black man took a swift step forward, eager to wrap his arms around her waist. Miki struggled desperately, shouting, "Help! Someone's making advances! Help! Save me!" "Stop shouting!" the tall Black man said, proudly, as if he were in command. "After all, here, in this unmonitored area, you'd have wings and still be unable to escape!" A medium-height Black man said. Meiji was desperate, thinking how her precious body had been humiliated by these few Black men—what a terrible shame! If this were truly the case, she might as well have died right then. At that moment, there was no time for her to think further. The taller Black man firmly held her down, and no matter how hard Meiji struggled or cried for help, it made no difference. Her underpants were nearly torn off, and the man’s erect penis—already thick and long like a donkey’s tail—had become a formidable presence. The Black man’s donkey tail was truly long and robust, and Meiji felt both her body and soul burning with anguish. Determined to preserve her dignity, she resolved to take her own life. As Meiji prepared to bite her tongue to end it all, the long donkey tail suddenly contracted, and a sharp pain surged into her ears. "Oh my goodness! My heavenly goodness! My precious testicles!" Meiji turned her head and saw the taller Black man clutching his testicles with both hands. She noticed that the testicles were bleeding. On closer inspection, two tall American men were there—Bill and Andrew, high-lying's personal bodyguards in the U.S., who had been quietly protecting Mei Ji, stepping in at the crucial moment. The tall Black man immediately shouted at the other two Black men, "What are you two waiting for? Get them out of the way!" The shorter and medium-sized Black men quickly drew their weapons—one with a short knife, the other with a heavy stick—but how could they possibly match Bill and Andrew, two men trained as U.S. special forces operatives? In a short while, not even a single hair of Bill and Andrew's was touched, and the two Black men themselves were left battered and bruised by their punches and kicks. Lying on the ground like nearly dead pigs, they cried out in pain. The tall Black man's prized testicles were bleeding, and he gasped in despair, "I'm a eunuch! I'm a eunuch!" "I'll make it so," Andrew replied, and as he spoke, he pulled out the two small testicles still inside the man's abdomen, leaving him unconscious from the pain. "This is your due, isn't it? What did you think you were doing, moving our second lady?" Bill kicked the tall black man right in the face, sending a puff of redness and swelling straight up to his cheekbones. "You two—" Miyuki really didn't recognize Bill, the personal bodyguard of Gao Liang, nor Andrew. Bill and Andrew smiled, took back the phone they'd just wrestled from the tall black man, and said to Miyuki, "Second Lady, let's go home. Mr. Li is quite worried about you coming out like this!" At that moment, Miyuki felt a strong sense of protection from Gao Liang—she truly couldn't imagine life without this man. Yet, with so many women in Gao Liang's life, would he remain loyal to her? Hmph! I'll make sure to give him a good dressing-down when I get back. I'll make sure he treats me well! With Bill and Andrew at her side, Miyuki safely reached the NY office of Electronic Arts, but there was no sign of Gao Liang. Just as she began to feel a bit disheartened, Jin Nana came in, supporting Gao Liang from outside. "H "Mei Ji grew concerned, but Gao Liang reassured her. However, Jin Nana said to Mei Ji, 'It's all my fault! I've been jealous of my husband, and I almost ruined his happiness! Mei Ji, we're all family—really, we should think more about our own husbands!' Mei Ji, a smart and beautiful princess, nodded and said, 'Of course! Through these experiences, I've come to understand this: if one truly loves their husband, they should genuinely think more about him.' 'That's what we've learned!' Jin Nana, without a doubt Gao Liang's devoted wife, truly sets an excellent example. Mei Ji deeply respects Jin Nana—she truly is a wonderful sister. From now on, she should learn a lot from Jin Nana when it comes to caring for Gao Liang. Gao Liang, being surrounded by these two extraordinary beauties, felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. Having his wives finally come around and support him—how truly difficult that must have been!" After all, with so many beautiful wives and concubines now, if he fails to win over their hearts first, internal strife might break out. That night was sweet, warm, and romantic. In his office suite, high-lighted by the soft glow of the room, he engaged in a double-pleasure session with both his wife and concubine. He had previously only seen the 3P game online, once tried it out with two beautiful women practicing qigong on a gaming website, but now, such a scene had actually unfolded in his own life. Mei-ki dressed in her student uniform, appearing so pure and fresh, while Jin-Nana exuded a more mature, radiant elegance, radiating grace and nobility. Soon, the scene moved into full flow—Mei-ki and high-lighted proved an ideal pairing, each enhancing the other's charm. Drawn by their harmonious synergy, Jin-Nana began to gently kiss high-lighted's lips. Gradually, high-lighted stepped back from Mei-ki and embraced Jin-Nana in a true, passionate kiss. Mikiko pressed her lips close to Jinana's ear, whispered softly. Jinana blushed deeply, yet still nodded, fully relaxed, fully immersed, letting go of all thoughts and simply wishing to share this sacred moment with Gōtō. And with a beautiful hope. Oh, how tender Gōtō had been to her! Being so eagerly claimed by Gōtō, touching her body, felt truly wonderful—each part of her skin touched by Gōtō felt so comfortable, a sensation she had never experienced before! Thinking back to their double practice in the operating room, she hadn't felt this at all. "Husband! You're absolutely amazing! So outstanding!" Jinana said, half-closed her eyes, enjoying the moment as Gōtō once again treated her with his finest attentions. "Husband, I'm so satisfied!" Gōtō gently squeezed Jinana's delicate nose. "My dear wife! You've mastered all of Mikiko's techniques—your service to me is truly first-class!" "Hmph! You've taken advantage of me!" Look at me—don’t you dare let me go!” Jinanana said, reaching out to hit Gaoqing, only to pause when her hand neared him. For Gaoqing was once again kissing her skin, and being kissed like this felt absolutely wonderful. Indeed, at this very moment, she truly couldn’t do without a man like him. All night long, the three of them kept entwining and embracing, lingering until dawn, as though they never wanted to part—always feeling like there was still more to give. Gaoqing held Jinanana on his left and Mei Ji on his right, and in his heart he whispered, “With both my wives tamed, I now have endless energy to build my career in America. I’m determined to become the number one top-tier man in the world!” The scene then shifted to the president’s office at the Rockefeller Center, where George was on the phone, shouting, “I’m demanding that you extend a loan to me by tomorrow—otherwise, your bank won’t survive!” The female employee on the other end was stunned, stammering, “Yes! Yes!” "I'll go find the manager right away!" A few minutes later, George received the following phone call: "I'm truly sorry, but our president is on a business trip to Hawaii, and our senior loan officer is also unavailable." "I don't care! I'm demanding you approve the loan by tomorrow—otherwise, you'll see what happens!" George said with great confidence. Just as George settled into his seat, Powell came in and asked, "President, is the wedding with Jinna still going ahead tomorrow?" "Of course! Of course! This is a major event—I want the entire United States to know that I'm marrying Jinna!" George said, full of enthusiasm. "Where has Jinna been lately? She hasn't returned yet," Powell asked. Just as George was about to respond, there was a knock at the president's office door. George said, "Come in!" George was thrilled—there stood Jinanana, beautiful as ever, dressed in a lovely white dress that made her even more graceful and charming. George's eyes widened with joy, and he said, "My beauty, you've finally returned!" "George! Houliang is dead! I've finally realized—I'm young, and I must marry. And I want to marry someone as wonderful as you!" George was overjoyed at her words. He reached out to embrace her and kiss her passionately, but Jinanana stepped aside and said, "George, don't rush me! Tomorrow, my wedding day, yours will be mine!" "Indeed! Indeed! Indeed! Tomorrow, George, I will surely—ha ha!" George burst into laughter in his heart, thinking, "Houliang, you're already dead. From tomorrow on, your woman belongs to me. Ha ha!" Redwood City, California—Electronics Entertainment, headquarters building. Vice President Kenneth addressed the employees who were all preparing to leave, saying, "You wait just one more day, will you?" "I'm sure our Li General will find a way!" "We can't wait any longer. We've heard rumors that Microsoft is being acquired! We can't stay here anymore!" said one American employee. "Exactly! The company still owes us our salaries. We're demanding immediate payment!" said another employee. "My wife and children are starving at home! We can't stay here another minute—without salary payments, we're going to the state government!" said a third employee. "We need to go to the finance office—we have to see the finance team!" said a white-coated female employee. With her suggestion, everyone rushed toward the finance office. At the finance office of Microsoft's headquarters, several finance staff were busy—not as before, settling employee salary expenses, but instead compiling a large pile of outstanding invoices. The employees grew increasingly angry and shouted in unison: "Quick! Quick—pay us our salaries!" "The finance staff remained calm, saying: 'The company is suffering a massive loss—there are $6 billion in gaps. We simply can't proceed at this point. These gaps will have a significant impact on our future operations, so the loss has now reached $8 billion.' Good heavens! Is Electronic Arts truly in trouble? 'We're moving things! We're selling off our valuable assets to cover salaries!' As the white-clad employee reminded everyone, the staff members rushed wildly to grab the company's gold-plated trophies—symbols of Electronic Arts' former glory. Yet now, they're gone forever. The scene turned chaotic, and within moments, all valuable items were claimed. Kenneth kept trying to persuade them, but to no avail. He couldn't get through to his high-priority calls. Each employee, having made their own gains, walked out toward the building's entrance, only to find two people approaching. Upon seeing them, they recognized none other than Electronic Arts' CEO, Kenneth, and his wife, Jin Nana. 'Are you really leaving us? Leaving Electronic Arts?' Kenneth asked the group." The staff members nodded in agreement. "Very well! Since you all wish to leave, I'll make it happen!" High Light's words stunned the staff. They saw him radiating the aura of a true ruler, standing tall and giving a subtle nod to someone beside him. Jinan immediately addressed the staff through the loudspeaker: "All those who wish to receive their salaries, please come to me!"