"Brother, do you like maid outfits?" Ziye’s excited, leaping voice came through the comm.

On the holographic screen, her face was flushed, her eyes sparkling brightly, filled with eager anticipation.

Pfft— The juice in Tang Wen’s mouth sprayed all over the screen.

Bran walked over with a handkerchief.

Tang Wen raised his hand, took it, and elegantly dabbed the corner of his lips, asking calmly, "Who's wearing one?" Ziye refused to say, "Tell me if you like it first?" Tang Wen indulged in a brief fantasy of Ziye wearing a maid outfit—thin, sheer lace across her chest, subtly revealing a tempting cleavage that made the blood surge; an ultra-short, puffy mini-skirt showcasing her slender, beautiful legs.

Emma, this was too much; he was going to get a nosebleed.

Ziye couldn't wait for his answer and asked again, "Or, a uniform dress?" Tang Wen snapped back to reality, "Why do you ask?" Trying to uncover my twisted proclivities? How could the dignified Young Master of the Tang Sect reveal his preferences so easily? Ziye stuck out her tongue, making a funny face, "The Buddha says, it cannot be spoken." Time rewound one hour.

Ziye was sitting in the luxurious office of the newly established Strategic Weapons Department, reviewing recent weapon demands sent by Red Hair.

Tang Wan quietly snuck in and whispered, "Boss, can we have tomorrow off?" Ziye looked up at her, noticing her cheeks were rosy, sensing something was up. "Why?" Tang Wan glanced at Hallee, who was helping Ziye organize documents nearby, and whispered into Ziye’s ear, "It’s 'Love Confession Day' tomorrow, didn't you know?" Ziye blinked and asked quietly, "Who are you confessing to?" Tang Wan shyly lowered her head, wriggling her body, "Don't ask me, I'll get embarrassed." Ziye’s expression didn't change, "How could that be? You are so adorable." Tang Wan tugged at her sleeve, "Can we have one day off, please?" Ziye remained unmoved, "Tell me, and then I’ll grant the day off." Helpless, Tang Wan mouthed four words: "Brother Tang Wen." Ziye’s eyes widened, "You really intend to become my sis—" Before she could finish, Tang Wan covered her mouth, "Shh." The two reached an unspoken agreement with a look.

Ziye coughed dryly and raised her voice, "Hallee.

Send out a notice about the day off.

One day off for Love Confession Day.

Hmm, anyone from the Strategy Department who confesses tomorrow can collect a free bouquet of roses from that pervert’s flower shop." Tang Wan happily hugged Ziye, "Boss, you are such a great person." Ziye chuckled wickedly, "Let’s add another clause: if the confession is successful—if you manage to pin him down—you get three days off." Tang Wan jumped up in surprise, "Wow, Ziye, you read my mind!" Ziye gave her a sidelong glance.

Pin down Tang Wen? Heh, we'll see.

Outwardly, she appeared serious, "Do you need anything else? Tell me, and I'll do my best to make it happen." Tang Wan was so shy she nearly burrowed under the desk.

Ziye shrugged and asked Hallee the same question.

Hallee pondered, "Clothes and such are still necessary.

Uniforms—" Before he could finish, someone who just entered the room took over, "Damn it, Big Black, so you’re a uniform fetishist!" Hallee's face darkened further.

The person who entered was Yun Lan.

Yun Lan spoke fluently, "Little Wan girl, let me tell you.

All men are uniform fetishists.

Maid outfits, flight attendant attire, nurse uniforms—they hint and suggest, requiring you not to pounce on men, but men will actively pounce on you." Tang Wan hid under Ziye’s desk, not daring to show her head.

Yun Lan crossed his arms and laughed proudly.

Remembering the perks Ziye mentioned, he said, "Aren't you close with April's boss? They have quite a few romance costumes there.

Boss, you said successfully pinning him down grants three days off; throwing in a set of those costumes shouldn't be a problem, right?" Hallee retorted, "April’s clothes are all for robots." There are always perverts in this world.

Sales for standard robot apparel were moderate, but the intimate/sexy outfits were selling like hotcakes, especially the uniform sets for the 'G-series' little girls.

Sales were so massive that April nearly wet herself from shock.

In this day and age, sigh.

Yun Lan laughed loudly, "Big Black, stop pretending; we all know." Ziye was just about to tell Yun Lan to stop being so forward when Tang Wan quietly tugged her sleeve from under the desk. "Will Brother Tang Wen like uniforms?" Ziye: "..." This girl was already racing full speed down a certain path; not even eight horses could drag her back.

Ziye spread her hands, "Just ask him." And so, the scene of her making a comm call to Tang Wen unfolded.

It had to be said, granting a day off for Love Confession Day made everyone in the Xilian Galaxy ecstatic.

Sprout Group and Nine-Sprout Group, upon receiving the superior notice, also granted the holiday.

At closing time, a surging crowd rushed towards Ziye’s office, chanting, "Boss, we love you! Boss, we love you!! Boss, we love you!!!" Ziye: "(*O*) ...

What is happening?" Yun Lan almost choked with laughter, "They said they want to warm up by confessing to the boss before confessing to their loved ones tomorrow." Amidst this joyful atmosphere, Love Confession Day arrived.

Ziye returned to the office as usual, only to find the entire building deserted; everyone had gone out to confess.

Tang Wan had flown her shuttle back to the Tang Sect immediately after work yesterday, intending to confess to Brother Tang Wen; Hallee was nowhere to be seen—could he have rushed back to the military to confess to Red Hair? Hallee and Lan Li fighting over Red Hair? Hahahaha, that would definitely be a spectacle to watch.

That unreliable fellow, Yun Lan, was probably off somewhere trying to flirt with some chick.

Ling Yin was having a run of good luck lately; she received gifts daily and was probably on a date with someone right now.

╮(╯▽╰)╭ She was left all alone, which was depressing.

Should she go confess to someone too? Impossible! "Silly Ziye could just confess to someone," Little Sprout zoomed past her head, stopping above the bouquet of roses in the office vase in a pose it considered incredibly charming and explosive.

Unfortunately, being small, no matter how it posed, it remained a round ball with two wings, though the little sprout on its head had a peculiar curve.

Ziye put on a stern face, "No." Little Sprout threatened, "If you don't confess, I'll transform." Ziye retorted, "If you dare transform, I’ll throw you off from here!" Little Sprout whimpered, "Waaaaah, Mama Ziye doesn't want me anymore!" As it spoke, it tumbled into Ziye’s embrace, rubbing against her chest for good measure.

Veins throbbed on Ziye's forehead, "Stop messing around." Little Sprout instantly stopped crying, its two eyes blinking up at Ziye.

Ziye lifted it up, "Let’s go find Sister April to play." Little Sprout finally managed to stop crying and smiled through its tears.

The person and the A.I.

gracefully exited the office tower.

A robotic security guard greeted them, "Hello, Miss Ziye.

We have an honored guest waiting for you." Ziye followed the robot's gaze.

Aiya? Was her line of sight aimed incorrectly? Why was Tang Wen here??? 【Designer Tang Da shows up at my door on Love Confession Day.

Is he here to confess to me? Waiting online! Urgent!】 Tang Wen walked calmly in front of Ziye; he was alone—Bran was not by his side.

Tang Wen looked strikingly handsome when he smiled.

It gave one the seductive feeling that he was focusing that beautiful smile solely on you.

Regardless, there were no hints of any ill intent about him.

Ziye’s feet felt rooted to the spot; she couldn't move an inch. "Y-you...

why are you here?" Ziye stuttered, unable to speak properly.

Tang Wen poked his cheek with a slender index finger, his eyes full of expectation, "I heard you all have the day off today, so I thought you might not be busy and would be willing to spend a little while with me?" Ziye agreed immediately, "Okay, I don't have anything else to do today anyway." Little Sprout glared sulkily at Ziye—what about going to play with Sister April? Tang Wen didn't miss its expression.

With a 'whoosh,' he struck out.

Little Sprout felt an intense wave of killing intent; trying to evade was useless, and it was caught in Tang Wen's hand.

Little Sprout struggled desperately.

A sharp glint flashed in Tang Wen's eyes.

He tossed it toward the robotic security guard standing at the door, saying, "You keep it company today." Seeing the robot catch it, he added, "Hold on tight." The security robot was perfectly obedient, gripping Little Sprout tightly in both hands, ensuring that even if it flattened itself, it couldn't escape its grasp.

Ziye glanced at the security robot over her shoulder, then walked towards the airship with Tang Wen.

Little Sprout saw that Ziye was completely ignoring it and tears began to fall in sadness...

The two boarded the airship.

Ziye asked, "Where are we going?" Tang Wen winked, "An amusement park, how about that?" Ziye had no objection.

The airship left the office with a swoosh, entering the hangar bay.

Just after they left, An Junlie arrived, but the place was empty.

He had missed her.

An Junlie looked up at the office building, which now bore a 'Closed' sign, and sighed deeply.

He hadn't found her at Ziye's home, and now she wasn't even at the office.

Where could she have gone? Little Sprout, being squeezed by the security robot, saw An Junlie and quietly tried to shrink backward.

It absolutely didn't want An Junlie to notice it.

It wasn't the same Little Sprout as before; the current An Junlie was its rival in love!!! Tang Wen piloted the shuttle himself.

Ziye had been short on rest lately, so she lay on the sofa in the rest area, sleeping.

Just as they left space, Tang Wen’s comm rang.

He glanced at it; it was Stas.

He glanced back at Ziye, seeing her sleeping like an innocent infant, a faint smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips.

He tapped the screen, switching the sound output to text. "Hey, Coffin Face, did you confess to your child bride today?" Tang Wen: "...That is my sister." "Tsk tsk," Stas, visible on the screen, crossed his legs and lit a cigarette, "Stop deceiving yourself, okay? I get anxious just watching.

Did you see yesterday's news? The commander of the Moke Legion married his own sister.

I truly don't understand what you’re holding out for." Since the widespread appearance of clones, ethics were barely even a formality anymore.

No one worried about whose clone or whose genes were involved before matters of love.

Marriages between biological siblings were quite common.

Did marrying a biological sibling cause offspring genetic problems? With powerful medical equipment, what genetic issues couldn't be solved? Tang Wen shot Stas a look, "Is that why you called today?" Stas nodded, "That's right.

You really should consider being with her, lest she gets snatched up by some brute." Tang Wen suddenly smiled, "Your coordinates." Stas sent the coordinates without hesitation.

Tang Wen cut the comm and casually forwarded the coordinates to the Tang Sect soldiers stationed in the Unification Department.

That particular soldier was fine in every respect, except for his penchant for selling things.

On Love Confession Day, if those female soldiers found out Stas's coordinates...

the ensuing chaos would be delightful just thinking about it! Having done everything, Tang Wen set the shuttle to autopilot and walked over to Ziye.

He bent down close to her face and tapped gently on the screen.

Good; he had a selfie taken personally.

Upon arriving at the amusement planet, Tang Wen woke Ziye up.

Like happy dragonflies, they played through every single attraction.

Tang Wen lacked playtime in his childhood, and Ziye did too; when they played together, they were surprisingly in sync.

Among all the attractions, the longest one was the Ocean Roller Coaster.

The coaster zipped through the deep sea, soaring up and plunging down.

They sat in the coaster wearing diving suits, sometimes seeing terrifyingly large mollusks, sometimes seeing oarfish stretching over ten meters long, and occasionally glimpsing creatures resembling mermaids flashing past in the water, leaving behind the sparkling starlight of their scales.

The people on the coaster let out waves of shocked screams.

Amidst the shrieking, Tang Wen suddenly leaned close to Ziye’s ear and whispered softly, "Ziye, I...

you." Ziye turned her head, "What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you." Tang Wen pursed his lips, "I..." Just then, a gigantic shark rushed toward the front of the coaster car.

Ziye, seeing its stark white teeth, completely forgot what Tang Wen was about to say and just let out a shriek: "Aaaah—!" PS: Many comrades have said they dislike Bran and Tang Wen being together.

The author wishes to point out that Bran was never meant to be with Tang Wen.

Bran is grateful to Tang Wen and willing to sacrifice for him; this is the same nature as the commander of the Teutonic Mercenary Group—Teutonic is grateful to Tang Wen, so he is willing to give Tang Wen the greatest assistance.

Many people like Tang Wen, and the final choice rests in Tang Wen's hands.

If he doesn't choose, then it won't be his CP-RP.

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