In the spring of 1981, the bright sunshine broke through the gloomy clouds of winter. One day, Adam suddenly became cheerful again. On the surface, he seemed just as usual, but the sensitive young woman noticed that Adam’s smile was distinctly different that day.
It was a relief, a joy of dreams fulfilled, a sense of power in his grasp, and the spirited confidence of someone ready to test their sword against the world.
The Adam Zade who was once the pride of men had returned.
No, not just returned—he had already been crowned king.
The young woman knew he had completely taken control of the Zade family.
But when Adam came before her, the first thing he said wasn’t about that.
"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?" Adam was dressed in the same shabby clothes he wore back when they lived in a cheap rental, but at this moment, even those modest clothes couldn’t hide his elegance. He bowed slightly, then stepped aside to show off the bicycle he used for deliveries: "A luxury bicycle, your ride awaits!"
Sophia instantly jumped onto the back seat, full of joy.
Creak, creak. In the gentle spring sun, Adam pedaled the bike with a big smile. The slender girl sat behind him, one arm around his waist, feeling like everything had finally gone back to the way it used to be.
Of course, it was just an illusion—things could never really be the same. Back then, riding a bike was just riding a bike. Now, several cars followed at a discreet distance; they were the bodyguards of the current head of the Zade family. But the young woman didn’t care about any of that. As long as Adam could ride with her and they could laugh together, that was enough. His status and whoever else was around didn’t matter at all.
Adam rested his chin on his hand, really taking in the girl across from him. Suddenly, he said, "You know, Sophia, all those wishes I made back then—I’m going to make every single one come true."
"Was it the wish to become the Zade family’s big boss?" The girl looked serious. "Congrats—you nailed it."
Adam shook his head. "Thanks, but that’s not the whole story. Remember that concert in Los Angeles? You skipped the main act just to hang out with me. That night, I made myself a promise: Someday, we’d kick back, listen to music, dance under the moonlight, and just live it up. Tonight, we’re making that dream happen."
"Wait, what?" Sophia was genuinely confused—a rare sight for her.
With a dramatic clap, Adam made a fake—but super fancy—moon rise from the café’s rooftop. Suddenly, classical music filled the lobby, and a graceful shadow appeared in the café window, stepping out in perfect time with the music.
As the first notes played, Sophia was totally stunned. She whipped her head toward the window and saw someone straight out of her posters, records, and wildest dreams.
Her mouth dropped open, she pointed, practically cartoon exclamation marks popping over her head: "Den—!" But before she could finish, Adam grabbed her hand, pulled her to her feet, eyes sparkling: "Come on, let’s dance."
[You ask me how deep my love for you goes]
[How much do I love you?]
[Just think about it]
[Just take a look]
[The moon stands for my heart]
Her voice was pure art—gentle, sweet, never over the top. Who knows how many times the singer behind the window rehearsed for this solo, or how much Adam Zade shelled out to get this world-class musician here. Right now, the music, the scene, the moonlight—it was all just magical.
Sophia forgot all the stress from the past six months. She was swept up in the perfect vibe, totally lost in Adam’s heartfelt gesture. They danced lightly between the designer ‘lampposts,’ slipping through light and shadow like they were floating on a gentle river of time.
"That day, I made a vow: Whatever equipment you want, I’ll buy it; whatever project you want, you get it." Adam held her hand, face dead serious. "I want you to unleash that genius of yours—create miracles no one else can, cure diseases nobody else can, tackle projects that help all humanity, see through time and space, and crack the secrets of life and the universe."
She looked up at the handsome young man and whispered, "Adam..."
"Sophia, you’ve waited long enough. Back then, we didn’t have much, but now I’m the Zade family’s head. That title isn’t much, but it means we can chase our dreams. So I’m keeping my promise—let me build you the best lab on earth! I’ve even got a name: Tiberius Laboratory!" Adam grinned, bright and bold.
Totally swept away. Really, totally swept away.
The memory was so clear, so timeless. From the void came not just scenes and words, but the actual feelings of that moment—filling all three hearts. Right then, they knew Joan Young was happier than she’d ever been, more blissful than ever.
Yang Qi couldn’t help but suck her teeth, face twisted like she’d just bitten into a lemon.
All that warm, fuzzy feeling couldn’t shake her resolve, but it was contagious. And honestly, perfect night, perfect music, perfect girl, perfect vibes, the right look—this was totally the setup for… well, you know!
Which one?
Oh, come on—you know, that thing in every Hollywood movie! The one all the young folks are obsessed with! Yep, exactly what you’re thinking!
If Aunt Joan and Adam Zade really went there, are we supposed to watch this memory together? VR is cool, but nothing beats a direct memory upload!
If I had to write an ad, it’d go like: Memory movies—pure joy, first-person, total immersion, all the feels, retina-level visuals. Watch till you drop. She’s happy, you’re happy—wait, what the heck, brother-in-law, for real?!
Honestly, if Adam Zade were a movie star, he’d be a total heartthrob… but who wants to see this stuff first-person in a memory?!
And—here’s the kicker—remember family movie nights as a kid? Anytime something steamy popped up, Dad would just switch channels and say, “Eh, this one’s boring,” to dodge the awkwardness.
But now? Yeah, my girlfriend and my mom are right here!
Guys, watching a steamy flick first-person, with your girlfriend and mom—starring your own aunt, no less—tell me that’s not the definition of awkward!
Help! Anyone got advice? This is urgent!
Oh man, Aunt Joan’s head is leaning in! Her eyes are closing! It’s really about to happen, isn’t it? Hurry, someone answer, this is a five-alarm emergency!
But Sophia—our resident zero-chill girl—really lives up to her rep. After all this time with Adam Zade, she’s still totally unfazed. So just as Yang Qi is about to lose it waiting for an answer, Sophia closes her eyes for a moment… then suddenly looks up and beams.
Adam saw a pair of eyes shining like spotlights and a face ready to conquer the world: "Yes! Finally! I can get the equipment I’ve always wanted!"
Well… not quite what Adam expected, but he was used to it by now. Equipment? With Adam Zade’s net worth, that’s a piece of cake! He puffed up his chest, full of swagger: "Say it! What do you want?"
"Hmm, let me think." Sophia started counting on her fingers. "First, I want a radio telescope."
—Nice job, Aunt Joan! No need to wait for the answer, I’m giving you a standing ovation!
And—here’s the kicker—remember those family movie nights as a kid? Anytime something steamy popped up, Dad would just casually change the channel and say, “Eh, this one’s boring,” to save everyone the embarrassment.
But now? Yep, my girlfriend and my mom are sitting right here!
Folks, watching a steamy flick in first-person with your girlfriend and mom—starring your own aunt, no less—how is that not the definition of awkward?
Help! Anyone got advice? This is urgent!
Oh man, Aunt Joan’s head is leaning in! Her eyes are closing! It’s really about to happen, isn’t it? Hurry, someone answer, this is a ten-alarm emergency!
But Sophia, our resident zero-chill girl, lives up to her reputation. After all this time with Adam Zade, she’s still totally unfazed—her mind just doesn’t work that way. So, just as Yang Qi is about to lose her mind waiting for an answer, Sophia closes her eyes for a beat… then suddenly looks up and beams.
What Adam saw was a pair of sparkling eyes and a face ready to take on the world: "Yes! Finally! I can get the equipment I’ve always wanted!"
Well… it wasn’t quite what Adam expected, but he was used to it by now. Equipment? With my net worth, that’s no biggie! Adam threw out his chest, full of bravado: "Name it! What do you want?"
"Hmm, let me think." Sophia started counting on her fingers. "First, I want a radio telescope."
—Nice job, Aunt Joan! No need to wait for the answer, I’m giving you a standing ovation!