At this moment, in a park next to the house Xiao Tiance rented, he and Tian Yi were playing with Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao was extremely happy. Now that Xiao Tiance was finally back, she didn’t want to leave his side for even a second. She particularly enjoyed playing with her father, as if she were trying to make up for the fatherly love she had missed out on over the past few years.

"Daddy, Daddy, look at the bubbles! Such beautiful bubbles, so many bubbles!" Xiaoxiao joyfully ran ahead, chasing the wind, with her bubble camera spraying colorful bubbles. She was having a great time.

Seeing Xiaoxiao so happy, Xiao Tiance also felt a deep sense of joy. This was his biological daughter, one to whom he owed far too much. Xiaoxiao may look small, but little did anyone know, this tiny body now represented the most important hope in the heart of the renowned leader of the Celestial Temple. In the future, anyone who dared to mess with Xiaoxiao would be making an enemy of the entire Celestial Temple!

"Daddy, Daddy, look, the bubbles are flying away, flying high! Can you catch those bubbles?" Xiaoxiao called back to Xiao Tiance as she ran ahead, playing with the bubbles.

"Alright, Xiaoxiao, here's what we'll do. You run a bit further ahead, and Uncle Tian Yi and I will chase the bubbles from behind, okay?" Xiao Tiance said with a smile. Xiaoxiao adorably nodded her little head and ran forward with her bubble camera.

Watching the rising bubbles behind Xiaoxiao, Xiao Tiance turned to Tian Yi and said, "How about it? Want to have a race? Haven’t you always wanted to compete with me again? Now, while Xiaoxiao is happy, let's see who can catch more bubbles."

A smile appeared on Tian Yi's face as he nodded and replied, "Alright, let’s do it. But purely in terms of speed, big brother, you might not be able to keep up with me."

"Alright, let's begin!" Xiao Tiance called out. The next moment, he and Tian Yi's bodies moved simultaneously with an explosive force. The speed of the two was unimaginable as they darted toward the bubbles in mid-air. Their movements were as swift as the wind, and occasionally they performed flips in mid-air, bursting one bubble after another at incredible speed.

Xiaoxiao, watching the cool moves of Xiao Tiance and Tian Yi, was also very happy. The other parents in the park were stunned by their remarkable actions. A little boy, about the same age as Xiaoxiao, exclaimed in amazement, "Mommy, Mommy, look, those two uncles are so cool!"

Xiaoxiao proudly said to the boy beside her, "That's my daddy and my Uncle Tian Yi!"

A minute later, Xiao Tiance and Tian Yi landed back on the ground. Xiao Tiance looked at Tian Yi with a smile, while Tian Yi, with a look of defeat, shrugged and said, "Forget it, I give up. I still can’t beat you, big brother. When did your speed get so fast?"

Xiao Tiance smiled without answering. Looking at Xiaoxiao, he silently thought, "Are you kidding me? In front of my daughter, how could I, as her father, lose to you and still keep my dignity?"

Up ahead, Xiaoxiao had started playing with the little boy she just met. Seeing that there was no danger, Xiao Tiance and Tian Yi each pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

"Tian Yi, how are the wedding preparations coming along? Any problems?" Xiao Tiance asked as he took a drag from his cigarette, watching Xiaoxiao play happily.

Tian Yi nodded and replied, "Don’t worry, big brother. Everything is going smoothly. Long Jiu and Jiang Beichen have even increased the guest list to 1,314 couples, symbolizing 'forever and always.' We've booked the largest church in Beijiang City, and we’re planning to cover the entire city in rose petals on the day of your wedding. It will definitely be a grand celebration. However, this might increase the costs."

Xiao Tiance shook his head with a smile, then his expression grew more somber, tinged with sadness and reminiscence. "Tian Yi, money doesn’t matter. I don't even know how much I have anymore, but Weiwei’s youth is gone, and that’s something that can’t be retrieved. She never even asked for a marriage certificate, yet she raised Xiaoxiao alone for more than four years. I owe her much more than just a wedding. I owe her a lifetime. So, don’t worry about anything except keeping my identity secret; the rest, you can decide."

Tian Yi immediately responded seriously, "Rest assured, big brother! Sister-in-law is the mistress of our Celestial Temple. She cannot be wronged in any way. On the day of the wedding, all the brothers will be there to congratulate you."

Xiao Tiance nodded, stubbed out his cigarette, and suddenly asked Tian Yi, "By the way, how is that girl, Xiaohong, doing in Qianjiang Hospital? She’s a good girl, and Xiaoxiao really likes her."

Tian Yi quickly replied, "Don’t worry, big brother. I’ve covered all her medical expenses. However, she was beaten too severely by those people from the Zhou family, so she might need to stay in the hospital for another month or two."

Hearing this, Xiao Tiance frowned slightly and said, "Hmm. After my wedding with Weiwei, I’ll take Xiaoxiao to visit her. That girl just graduated from university this year, and Qianjiang is too small for her. In the future, arrange for her to go to Tianhai."

Tian Yi nodded, understanding Xiao Tiance’s personality—he always repaid kindness, and of course, he also always avenged grievances. At the same time, he couldn’t help but marvel at Xiaohong’s fate; that girl would probably never imagine just how bright her future would be.

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Meanwhile, over on Gao Weiwei and Gao Xiaoying’s side, after saying goodbye to Wang Biao, Gao Weiwei was planning to visit the Gao family company when her father, Gao Zheng, called and asked her to come over. Without thinking much of it, Gao Weiwei took Gao Xiaoying along.

At ten o’clock in the morning, Gao Weiwei and Gao Xiaoying arrived at the location Gao Zheng had mentioned, a high-end teahouse in the city center. Gao Zheng was in the teahouse's main hall, drinking tea at a large table with his older brother, Gao Ming. The tea before them was the finest Longjing, very expensive. When Gao Weiwei arrived, she saw her father humbling himself in front of Gao Ming, speaking in a flattering tone, with an extremely low posture.

Seeing her father stooping so low to ask for favors from her second uncle, who had always looked down on and oppressed their family, Gao Weiwei felt extremely uncomfortable. She suppressed her feelings of distress, walked over to Gao Zheng’s side, and called out, "Dad."

Gao Zheng smiled and nodded, quickly turning to Gao Weiwei and saying, "Come, Weiwei, quickly pour some tea for your second uncle. He really helped us out today. He managed to arrange a meeting with President Liu of Tianyu Company, who will be here soon. Your second uncle even said that this collaboration will count towards your performance. Hurry up and thank him."

Hearing Gao Zheng's ingratiating words, Gao Weiwei glanced at him. His hair had turned half white, weariness etched in his brow, dark circles under his eyes. Her heart felt even heavier, and her eyes reddened slightly. But before she could speak, Gao Ming waved his hand dismissively and said, "It's fine, third brother, let Weiwei sit. Besides, I'm not doing this for free. I can help you find a partner, but don't forget what you promised—privately transfer me one percent of your shares."

Upon hearing this, Gao Weiwei suddenly understood everything. She looked at her father, eyes reddening. "Dad, did you trade your shares for this?"

Gao Zheng smiled and waved his hand dismissively. "It’s nothing. The company isn’t going public, so the shares aren’t worth much. Don’t worry about it. Come on, pour some tea for your second uncle."

Gritting her teeth, Gao Weiwei took a deep breath and pulled out Wang Biao’s contract from her bag, ready to tell Gao Zheng that she had already completed half of her assignment. But before she could speak, a man in a black suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walked over.

As soon as the man arrived, Gao Ming quickly stood up, respectfully approaching him with a smile. "Haha, President Liu, you’re early! An hour ahead of schedule. Let me call the hotel and have the dishes brought out early."

Yes, the man who suddenly appeared was President Liu. Gao Ming’s deferential attitude made it clear that President Liu was much more powerful than him. However, the next moment, President Liu anxiously asked, "Gao Ming, let’s cut to the chase—where is Miss Gao Weiwei? Who here is Miss Gao?"

Gao Ming froze, feeling that something was off. Gao Zheng quickly interjected, "Are you President Liu? I’m Weiwei’s father, Gao Zheng. This is my daughter, Gao Weiwei."

After Gao Zheng spoke, he immediately signaled to Weiwei. "Weiwei! Hurry and greet President Liu! He’s a busy man, and it's not easy for him to make time to meet you. Quickly, pour him some tea."

Although unwilling, Gao Weiwei picked up the teapot and tea cup to pour tea for President Liu. But the next moment, something shocking happened.

The imposing President Liu hurriedly dropped his briefcase to the ground, snatching the teapot and tea cup from Weiwei’s hands, his face pale, his voice trembling. "No, no, no, that’s not necessary, Miss Gao. I still have business to attend to. No need for such formality, really. Besides, I’ve already transferred the cooperation funds to your company. All you need to do is sign the contract. Yes, the contract—please sign it quickly."

While speaking, President Liu anxiously bent down to pick up his briefcase, sweating profusely as he fumbled to take out the contract. His name was already signed, with his company’s official seal in place. He quickly handed it to Weiwei. "Miss Gao, please check the contract. If everything looks good, just sign it. This is just a formality—your second uncle and I have already agreed on everything."

President Liu felt fortunate to have received word early. Otherwise, someone else might have swooped in first. He couldn’t forget how, in the middle of the night, Long Jiu had gathered over a hundred people to deliver instructions.

At that moment, when Gao Weiwei heard President Liu mention her second uncle, she took a deep breath, set the pen down, and bowed slightly to President Liu. "I’m sorry, President Liu. I won’t be signing this contract. My father traded his shares for this opportunity, and I want to secure a deal for my family on my own, without making my father worry. I apologize."

After speaking, she turned to Gao Zheng, bowed deeply, and said, "Sorry, Dad, I can’t let you worry anymore. I will work hard on my own." Then she turned and left.

"Weiwei! Don’t be foolish! This is President Liu! Do you know how hard I worked to get him here? Are you not grateful? Who do you think you are?" Gao Ming began scolding her, only to be suddenly cut off by President Liu’s outburst:

"Watch your mouth, Gao Ming! Who do you think you are? Do you think I’m here because of you? Insult Miss Gao again, and see what happens!"

President Liu was furious.

The next moment, President Liu hurried over to Gao Weiwei, wiping sweat from his brow as he stuffed the contract into her hands. "Miss Gao, I assure you, I’m not here because of Gao Ming. Your father doesn’t have to give up anything. This has nothing to do with Gao Ming. Please, just sign."

Standing nearby, Gao Ming, Gao Zheng, and Gao Xiaoying were all dumbfounded by President Liu’s behavior. It was as if he was rushing to deliver the contract to Weiwei, terrified that she might not sign.

Just as Weiwei stood there, stunned, dozens of people suddenly poured into the teahouse, each sweating and holding contracts and pens as they rushed towards her.

"Miss Gao, we’ve brought Tongzheng Company’s contract for you to sign!"

"Miss Gao, Wanhao Company would love to form a strategic partnership with your company. Please give us a chance."

"Miss Gao, Huanyu Group is full of sincerity!"

"Miss Gao, Miss Gao..."

The crowd surged towards Weiwei, each person desperate for her to sign first. Gao Zheng, Gao Xiaoying, and Gao Ming were completely stunned by the scene unfolding before their eyes.

"This...how is this possible?" Gao Ming’s face turned ashen as he watched. Many of these people were more powerful than he could ever hope to be.