Chapter 18: Urging marriage? I hope you can carefully consider marrying a few female servants...
Meng Er was still in school and hadn't been brought back. The room was quieter than usual. Wei An pushed Yi Tulan out of the kitchen and volunteered to cook in the kitchen. Yi Tulan didn't go far either. She started to make tea for Wei An and wanted to make some small desserts for him.
The black-haired male insect also looks very handsome in an apron, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his white and thin arms with slightly protruding blue veins.
Yitulan was lost in thought for a moment, and Wei'an was amused by his burning gaze and winked at him.
Yitulan paused what he was doing and retracted his gaze.
More and more people discovered the hero, and those covetous looks and calculations made him instinctively feel unhappy and an indescribable sense of crisis.
The hero is now A-level, so dazzling that he will naturally attract more greedy attention.
After Wei An steamed the taro pork ribs, he stir-fried some green leafy mushrooms, quickly stir-fried them, and served them on a plate.
Rinse the salted eggplants under running water, drain the water, coat them with starch and stir.
When the oil was very hot, he put the eggplant in. Wei An watched the situation in the pan. When the eggplant skin was a little burnt, he threw the ingredients in, stir-fried it evenly, and poured the sauce.
The taste is balanced between sweet and sour and rich, and Wei An likes it very much.
As soon as the dish was served, Yitulan took it and placed it on the dining table outside.
After a few more minutes, the ribs were steamed. The sweetness of the taro and the salty freshness of the ribs were a perfect match. Seeing how good it looked, Wei An nodded in satisfaction.
Yitulan noticed Wei'an's little action and smiled.
"My Lord, come here quickly. I'll serve it."
Under the bright lights, the aroma of food filled the air, a summer evening breeze blew in through the half-open window, and the setting sun cast a large part of the light on the living room.
The taro spareribs are soft, salty and fragrant, the mushrooms and vegetables are refreshing and delicious, and the sweet and sour fish-flavored eggplant is very appetizing.
Yitulan ate very cherished, this is the male master made for him. Wei An looked at Yitulan eating with satisfaction, squinting his eyes to taste his own craftsmanship.
"My Lord, it's delicious." Yitulan put down the cutlery and praised seriously.
Wei An smiled, his eyes curved.
He is a person who likes the life of everyday life. When he was on Blue Star, he lived alone and planted grass and flowers, washed vegetables and cooked.
Yitulan took the initiative to clear the dishes, resolutely refusing to let Wei'an do anything else. Wei'an leaned against the kitchen door frame and watched Yitulan clean up with skillful movements.
Uninvited guests have arrived.
The butler system on the optical computer reminded that a visitor was coming, and it was Mr. Xiwen from Xiongbao Club.
After opening the door, Wei An saw an old acquaintance, Aiwen. This time he brought several subordinates with him, and the one at the back was actually a male insect.
He must be quite old, with a serious and rigid look.
Alvin smiled at Wei'an, with whom he had dealt once before, and explained his purpose.
"Sir Wei'an, congratulations again on your spiritual power advancement. I've come here to express, firstly, our sympathy on behalf of the Xiongbao Association for your recent situation. Secondly, to increase your treatment as an A-rank male insect and your rewards from the Xiongbao Association."
"Mr. Xiwen came specially to see you."
The smile on Wei An's face faded a little. He was somewhat impressed by the name, but he still remained polite.
He stepped aside to let the group of insects into the living room. Hearing the sound, Yitulan also walked out of the kitchen and stood beside Wei'an.
"Mr. Xiwen, Mr. Ivan, good evening."
Wei An's tone was calm, without much emotion in it.
"Please take a seat. I didn't expect you all to come at this hour. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."
Xiwen is a C-level male insect with a long history in the Male Protection Association and a high status. He is known for his rigor and even old-fashionedness. He places great emphasis on the priority of male insect interests, so he is also very dissatisfied with Yitulan's actions this time.
At this moment, because of the halo of Vian's A-level male insect, he temporarily put aside the idea of ​​questioning Yitulan again.
He nodded slightly, his eyes swept over Wei'an and Yitulan, and his brows frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Sir Wei'an, how is your recovery?" Xiwen asked, his voice steady but with his usual scrutiny.
"The stability of the mental strength of A-level male insects is of paramount importance. Any discomfort should be reported to the Male Protection Committee in a timely manner. This is my responsibility."
"Thank you for your concern. He's fine now. I'm sure Xiong Baohui has already received the hospital's comprehensive examination report." Wei'an responded with a smile.
Xiwen nodded, and Ivan added with a smile, signaling with his eyes to the subordinates behind him to present several exquisite gift boxes.
"Sir, these are some nourishing supplements and tranquilizers that the Xiongbao Association has prepared for you. I hope they will help you strengthen your mental strength. Also, here is your new privilege chip and list of benefits as an A-rank male insect. These include a substantial monthly allowance increase, priority appointments with the exclusive medical team, eligibility to apply for higher-level security systems, and purchasing rights on specific planetary areas."
He handed over a gleaming silver chip and an electronic list.
Wei An took it, glanced at it briefly, and placed it on the table. His attitude was not very warm: "Thank you for your trouble."
Seeing this, Xiwen leaned forward slightly and spoke with a stronger tone.
"Sir Wei'an, your promotion to A-rank means you shoulder greater responsibilities. Your genes and your spiritual power are the precious wealth of the Zerg. The Xiong Bao Association hopes that you will cooperate more closely with the Association, join the Association, and make plans for the continuation of your bloodline as soon as possible."
He paused and glanced meaningfully at Ituran beside him.
"Admiral Ituran is certainly excellent, but having only one female monarch is definitely not enough for an A-rank male insect."
"Many families with excellent genes have expressed their interest in marriage alliances. I hope you will carefully consider marrying a few female servants. This is also for the future of the Clement family and the Zerg."
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became stagnant.
The fingertips of Yitulan hanging at his side tightened slightly, and he still looked stern, but a hint of darkness flashed under his light blue eyes.
The smile on Wei'an's face completely faded. He was silent for a few seconds and did not directly respond to Xiwen's words.
"Let's discuss these matters later. I still want to focus my main energy on my studies and research."
This answer naturally could not satisfy Xiwen, and he seemed to want to say something else.
But Wei An coughed twice immediately afterwards, and his tone became even weaker.
"I'm sorry, I might have a fever again from all the busy checkups today. Yitulan, please help me see Mr. Xiwen and Mr. Ivan off."
He immediately ordered them to leave.
Xiwen's words got stuck in his throat, and his face turned pale. Seeing that Wei'an's face was indeed slightly paler than that of a normal male insect, he couldn't say anything else.
No matter how powerful the Xiongbao Association is, it cannot excessively force an A-level male insect in poor condition when they meet for the first time.
"...In that case, I won't disturb your rest. Please take care of yourself and feel free to contact the Xiongbao Association if you need anything."
"If Xiong Baohui has anything else to do later, I'll have Aiwen contact you through the optical computer."
Xiwen stood up and his tone returned to official calm.
Ivan quickly stood up as well, his smile perfect and impeccable.
"Have a good rest, sir. We will come to visit you another day."
Yitulan took a step forward and made a "please" gesture, showing perfect etiquette.
"I'll take you there."
After sending the Xiongbaohui group of insects out the door and watching the aircraft take off, Yitulan closed the door and returned to the house.
In the living room, Wei An had regained his normal expression and was casually looking at the list of benefits, without any trace of sickness on his face.
He saw Yitulan coming back, raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Sent him away?"
Yitulan walked up to him, the coldness in his eyes melted, and was stained with a hint of worry.
"Master Xiong, if you reject Xiong Baohui's proposal directly like this, I'm afraid they won't give up easily."
"I know." Wei An put down the list, sighed, and rubbed his brow, "I just didn't expect it to come so soon."
He hated the feeling of being treated as a stud and a resource.
"They are just the first batch."
"Next, there will be more temptations and pressures from major families and the military. The appeal of A-level male insects is too great." There was a subtle tension in his voice.
He was too incompetent. Faced with these forces that the Hero disliked and coveted the Hero, he was unable to completely resolve the issue for the Hero.
Wei An noticed the change in his mood, reached out and took his hand, and brought him to sit next to him.
"When an enemy comes, we'll fight him; when a flood comes, we'll block it with earth. Anyway, I'm 'unwell' and need 'rest' now, and that's the same excuse anyone can give. You can't just tie me up and do genetic matching, can you?"
He tried to lighten the mood, tickling Ituran's palm with his fingertips.
Yitulan grasped his fingers with his backhand, wrapping them tightly in his palm. He needed to become stronger as quickly as possible to prevent the hero from being dragged down.
Wei An lazily fell into Yi Tulan's arms, feeling a little tired. A pair of slightly cool hands pressed on Wei An's temples, kneading them with moderate force.
Wei An leaned back further, enjoying Ituran's massage.
Yitulan's heart was beating fast. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin gently against Wei'an's soft black hair.
After a while, Wei An suddenly remembered the dessert made by Yitulan.
"Eh? Where's the dessert? I was interrupted by them just now and didn't get to eat the dessert you made."
Ituran stood up immediately.
"It's in the warming cabinet. I'll get it."
He brought a piece of cream cake decorated with fresh berries, and the sweet aroma instantly dispelled the dullness brought by the previous meeting.
Wei An's eyes lit up, he picked up the spoon and took a sip. It had a rich berry aroma and the sweetness was just right. He squinted his eyes comfortably.
"tasty."
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