Just look at Tang Wan after learning combat command.

She paused, then asked, "Can you find me the schematics for the air force assembly workshop? Feasible?"

Tang Wan slapped her chest. "No problem."

Zi Ye and she divided the tasks, moving all the tables, chairs, and coffee tables into the rose garden, setting them up, and sitting down face-to-face to begin their work.

Zi Ye's desire to build an air force assembly workshop had never died, and tending the rose garden for the 'pervert' these past few days was perfect for preliminary planning.

One of the specialties of Tang Men, the space station designer.

Tang Wan knew many talented people in that field, so finding materials was not difficult at all; she had plenty of time, leisurely extracting useful data as she searched.

Because Zi Ye wasn't planning to build the air force assembly workshop in the Kakala Galaxy, she pulled up the Star Map of the Hope Legion for an initial screening.

Zi Ye shrugged. "Then that woman?"

Tang Wen replied, "The daughter of a close friend of Father's."

Zi Ye nodded; it wasn't easy for someone to stay by Tang Wen's side.

The two continued touring the space station, exchanging only occasional words. But Tang Wen hadn't brought up the main topic, and after stewing on it for a while, Zi Ye finally couldn't help but speak: "Did you ask me out today to introduce Little Wan'er to me?"

"No." Tang Wen’s calm expression suddenly shifted, and he asked sharply, "Do you resent me?"

Zi Ye froze. Damn, Big Brother Tang Wen, don't suddenly switch to the sentimental route, my heart can't take it! She thought for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't resent you."

Tang Wen was somewhat surprised, and even more delighted. "Why?"

Zi Ye sighed helplessly. "You didn't do anything wrong. If I were in your position, I might have done the same thing. Regardless, I still admire you quite a bit."

Tang Wen: "...Is that all?"

Zi Ye was silent for a long time. "May I ask the reason behind your actions?"

Tang Wen slipped his hands into his pockets and said coolly, "The Tang Clan does not allow its own bloodline to wander outside."

Zi Ye had already anticipated a similar reason. "Meaning, as long as my name is re-registered with the Tang Clan, that's it, right? There won't be any other demands?"

If it only meant that, and it wouldn't affect her life, then having her name associated with the Tang Clan was fine with her.

The only thing she might not adapt to was Tang Wen becoming her older brother.

Having someone as outstanding as Tang Wen as her brother would certainly bring a lot of pressure.

Tang Wen curved his lips upward slightly.

He wanted Zi Ye back in the Tang Clan for only one reason: to bring her under his protection and shield her for a lifetime.

He was jealous of An Junlie, jealous that An Junlie could stand beside Zi Ye as a matter of course, helping her fight battles, while he could do nothing.

That was why he agreed to his father's request, preparing to inherit the Tang Clan—because she had already resolved not to let the Tang Clan impact her life.

Therefore, she didn't dwell on Tang Wen's answer and cheerfully shrugged at him. "Let's go. I haven't seen the Tang Clan yet. Tomorrow you'll be the guide for a Tang Clan 'day trip'—how wonderful would that be!"

She felt relieved, and Tang Wen felt relieved too. He was just about to speak when Zi Ye added, "Big Shot Tycoon Tang, please treat me to a grand meal."

Tang Wen chuckled and poked her cheek. "Deal."

Back in the shuttle, Zi Ye woke Tang Wan up, dragged her along, and thoroughly exploited Tang Wen at what was rumored to be the most expensive restaurant in the galaxy. Afterward, the two young women happily held hands and headed to Tang Wan’s home.

Tang Wen: "..."

Although Tang Wen returned home alone, the news that she had brought Zi Ye back spread throughout the Tang Clan Headquarters within minutes.

All relevant personnel moved to their posts, preparing welcoming gifts for Zi Ye.

Since meeting someone late at night wasn't ideal, they all set the meeting for the following morning.

Many people suffered from insomnia that night.

Perhaps only one person was happiest about Zi Ye's arrival: Tang Wan.

Tang Wan had three older brothers at home, but they were all away; her parents were traveling through space, leaving her completely alone and lonely. Having Zi Ye's company was a rare treat, and she was so reluctant to sleep that she packed the time before midnight full.

The first thing she did upon returning home was swim.

Tang Wan not only swam herself but also dragged Zi Ye in.

What was even more amusing was that Tang Wan's swimming ability was utterly abysmal.

She would nearly drown every two or three minutes, staying submerged for two or three minutes each time; her ability to drown was far superior to her ability to swim.

Zi Ye was worried at first, rushing into the water to find her every time she vanished from the surface. After pulling her up three or five times, she realized she was panting from exhaustion, yet Tang Wan acted like nothing had happened, happier than a fish.

The frustrated Zi Ye finally retreated to the side to rest.

When Tang Wan tired herself out from drowning, she crawled over to Zi Ye and tugged at her swimsuit, causing water to gush out.

She called a robot to bring two glasses of juice, grabbed one, and chugged it down. Turning to Zi Ye, she said, "Little Ye Zi, why do I feel like you're so gentle?"

Zi Ye’s head was full of black lines. "...Do I look like a gentle person?"

Tang Wan scooped some juice into her mouth while speaking. "Very gentle, just like Brother Tang Wen. I didn't believe it before when Brother Tang Wen said he had a sister. Seeing you now, you really are from the same family."

Zi Ye was even more surprised. "I'm like him?"

She felt that not a single part of her resembled Tang Wen.

One, Tang Wen always maintained an outward look of fashion and elegance, while she was the complete opposite, often so disheveled that even Red Hair couldn't recognize her.

Two, Tang Wen always acted with utter recklessness, not paying attention to anyone, whereas she always trod on thin ice, afraid of making a single wrong step.

Three, Tang Wen was tall and handsome; she couldn't be called beautiful.

Tang Wan looked her up and down. "Your eyes are very similar, your lip shape is very similar, and your personalities are alike too—both easygoing."

Zi Ye could only conclude that Tang Wan’s judgment differed from her own.

She crossed her legs, picked up the other glass of juice, and took a slow sip. Regardless of whether she was like Tang Wen or not, sipping juice so comfortably and pleasantly was quite nice.

The Tang Clan members truly knew how to enjoy life.

Before she could swallow the juice, Tang Wan suddenly leaned her head over and asked, "Little Ye Zi, do you like Brother Tang Wen?"

Zi Ye startled, and the juice went down the wrong pipe, choking her into a fit of coughing that left her face flushed red. She put the juice down, coughed forcefully to clear her trachea, and patted her chest. "Tang Wen isn't a good older brother; I only like good older brothers."

Tang Wan sat back down slightly disappointed, pouting. "But I think Brother Tang Wen is really wonderful; I like him a lot."

Zi Ye blinked, picked up the juice again, and took another sip.