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As soon as the door opened, a heavy sense of dejection hit you.

Lu Weiliang approached and sat down, only then did she see Xizelu's expressionless face, with dark circles under his eyes.

Yan Zhigao eagerly handed her a teacup, refilled it, and smiled warmly: "Director Lu, please try this year's new tea, the finest copper Guanyin."

Lu Weiliang smiled knowingly.

uh-huh.

That's a really good name.

She glanced at the muscular chest and abs beneath Xizelu's platinum uniform, symbolically took a sip of tea, and asked bluntly, "May I ask what brings you here, Commander?"

Seeing that the two were about to start discussing serious matters, Yan Zhigao consciously stepped back two meters.

He held the tea cup upright, like a dedicated waiter.

Xize Lu moved slightly, his face still showing the same indifference as ever, but the disgust in his red eyes was like ice, overflowing without any concealment.

He looks both depressed and pretentious.

The air was thick with tension, and his voice was as cold as a cello: "I want to work with you."

Seeing that the other party was putting on an act, Lu Weiliang straightened her back and also put on an act: "I'm all ears."

Xizelu turned her head away, avoiding her gaze, not even sparing her a glance: "To make a long story short, I don't want to go to the Federation for a marriage alliance. Your genes are 100% compatible with mine, and I want to be bound to you in order to stay in the Empire."

His tone was stiff, as if he were discussing a deal.

Of course, it is a transaction in itself.

"After we're bound, we won't interfere with each other. You do your thing, I'll do mine, and we'll keep to ourselves. Also, I'll prepay you five million star coins as compensation, which will arrive by tomorrow at the latest. In the future, if you encounter any difficult problems, as long as you don't cross my bottom line, I'll help you within my capabilities."

"We are husband and wife in name only, but not in reality. I will not participate in your selection of your sentry."

"Can you accept these things?"

This couldn't be clearer. It's like Xizelu needs a professional qualification certificate to register his name under Luweiliang's company. Luweiliang only needs to give him a title, and he won't accept anyone else's name.

Moreover, the other party offered 500 million yuan in compensation and promised that they would not stand idly by and would be your support should anything happen in the future.

A highly profitable and risk-free partnership.

Lu Weiliang naturally accepted.

Just considering how the original owner of this body spread those explicit photos and ruined Xizelu's reputation, he didn't resort to any despicable revenge. That restraint speaks volumes about his character. He's fundamentally different from Yan Mu; even if he despises someone, he has his bottom line and is trustworthy.

At that time, his mother issued a statement across the internet, angrily denouncing Xize Lu as a shameful bastard who was unworthy of the Xize surname. She not only expelled him from the family on the spot but also declared that they were no longer related.

To show her seriousness, she even went to the Beijing Gene Center for official certification, completely severing ties with him.

That wasn't the end of it. In order for her eldest son to obtain the position of commander, his mother joined forces with a group of old nobles to petition the emperor to send Xizelu to the Federation for a marriage alliance, to squeeze the last bit of value out of him.

Although there was no original owner of the body, and his mother didn't like him, the original owner's actions did give the other party an excuse to cause trouble.

Xizelu never laid a hand on the original owner of the body, nor on her in the present, and never even uttered a harsh word.

Lu Weiliang admired this about him.

Ultimately, he was just a pitiful person, and she harbored no hostility towards him.

But Lu Weiliang still had questions. After a few seconds of thought, she calmly asked, "The engagement was arranged by the Empress. If I openly defy her and marry you, will she let me off?"

She bluntly stated that she was afraid of dying.

Xizelu glanced at it indifferently, his voice low: "I will handle it, and I guarantee you will not be harmed in the slightest."

Lu Weiliang frowned deeply and remained silent, pondering the credibility of these words.

In Xizelu's view, this silence was a firm rejection.

He should have expected it; when negotiating a deal with this woman, she would never easily agree without him offering his body.

He took a small sip of hot tea, as if after a final internal struggle, forcefully suppressing the surging disgust, his voice tight: "...I'll sleep with you if you want."

Almost simultaneously, Lu Weiliang raised her voice: "How about signing a contract?"

The two voices collided, her voice louder and completely drowning out the other's. Lu Weiliang didn't hear clearly and gave him a questioning look, puzzled.

But the other party didn't even glance at him.

Xize Lu's fingers tightened suddenly as he gripped the teacup. Lu Weiliang didn't mention that matter at all, which was very unusual.

He couldn't figure out what she was up to, but as long as she didn't contact him, the outcome would be good.

Xize Lu averted his gaze, his long eyelashes concealing his emotions, his voice still low: "Fine, you draft the contract." He was completely indifferent, as if that unpleasant suggestion had never been uttered.

Yan Zhigao, standing behind him, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His tragic and stubborn adult had almost been harmed by the other party.

Lu Weiliang shrugged noncommittally. It was fine to agree. After all, she was a girl. If the other party suddenly went back on their word or denied it, she would need to keep evidence to keep them in check.

She turned on her personal terminal, casually pulled up a standard contract template, and gestured for the people on Xize Road to print it.

In the interstellar age, paper contracts are no longer common, but they are more secure than electronic contracts, which are easily hacked.

A moment later, Yan Zhigao returned with two blue-covered contracts, neatly arranged, and steadily pushed them in front of the two men.

The cover has four large characters: Marriage by Agreement.

In interstellar space, "marriage" and "binding" mean the same thing. Sentinels submit a binding request to the guide through the application interface on the quantum computer. If the other party agrees, the binding is considered successful.

The Imperial Civil Administration then uploaded the information, which meant that the two had successfully proposed and could now get married.

Except in the event of divorce or the death of either party, the two are bound together forever.

Lu Weiliang opened the folder and read it carefully, afraid of finding any legal loopholes. She even called out the system to help her check it.

The homepage lists several agreement requirements.

[First: The agreed marriage term is three years. Upon expiration, either party may terminate or renew the agreement.]

[Second: Establish clear boundaries, refrain from interfering with each other's private lives, strictly prohibit intimate contact, and neither party has a responsibility to have children or fulfill marital obligations.]

[Third: In necessary situations, both parties need to cooperate tacitly and play the role of "loving" partners.]

[Fourth: This matter shall be kept strictly confidential; violators will be prosecuted.]

The last line, highlighted in red and bold, clearly indicates that the original owner had never upheld the spirit of contracts, and this line was obviously prepared for Lu Weiliang.

Xize Lu's fingertips brushed across the pages, making a final confirmation: "Director Lu, are there any other conditions?"

Lu Weiliang replied nonchalantly, "No, sign it."

Compared to Xizelu's extreme caution, Lu Weiliang simply waved her hand and casually signed her name. Then she took out her personal seal and slammed it onto the signature area with a loud "bang," making the table tremble three times.

The sheer speed and fluidity of the movement startled Yan Zhigao so much that his jaw nearly dislocated, and his mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg.

I thought to myself, "That brat has a pretty strong grip!"

Xize Lu frowned slightly, then quickly signed his name and stamped the jade seal.

Unlike Lu Weiliang's, his was more authoritative, signed: First-Class Templar Knight of the Dawn Empire, Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies, Supreme Governor of the Central Military Region, Chief Instructor of the Privy Council, Bearer of the Double-Headed Griffin Banner, Xizelu.

Upon seeing this long list, Lu Weiliang had only one thought in her mind: this room can't hold so many people.