America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

The white "pudding" and the chestnut-colored "toffee" are clearly extremely intelligent and human-like.

They nuzzled Aya's wheat-colored arm with their short, flat noses like puppies, making her giggle.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, the huge Caucasian Shepherd "Zeus" lay on the lawn like a majestic black and white sculpture.

As the head of the manor's security department, it clearly showed a kind of "elderly tolerance" towards these two new herbivores who were not much bigger than itself.

Even when "Toffee" playfully sniffed its tail, it merely snorted aloofly and didn't chase it away.

"An, come and see."

Sarah was sitting in a wicker chair, holding a DSLR camera, capturing this incredibly soothing scene.

Today she wore a very elegant beige linen dress. Since she has entered a stable stage of pregnancy, her complexion looked rosier and more peaceful than ever before.

Chen An, dressed in simple work clothes, walked down the steps, carrying a chainsaw and several cans of high-end environmentally friendly wood wax oil.

"The little ones are adapting well." Chen An nodded, looking at the harmonious scene on the grass.

"Robert is really reliable. These royal-bred companion horses are even more docile than golden retrievers, making them perfect for your unborn baby's early equestrian education."

"But before that," Chen An pointed to the towering, century-old white oak tree, "I need to finish the first big gift I'm going to give to Little Titan."

After several days of intermittent construction, the "Oak Mansion Treehouse," which was personally built by Chen An and assisted by Tie Tou and the others, has reached the final stage.

Chen An climbed the ladder and stood on a sturdy platform three meters above the ground.

The complete set of high-grade red cedar wood has been assembled, with the mortise and tenon joints fitting together perfectly.

No chemical glues with a pungent odor were used.

He picked up the wood wax oil and began patiently applying the final coat of conditioning varnish to the treehouse's wooden floor.

Each push, pull, and polishing leaves a warm luster on the wood surface, and the aroma of wood and pine oil blends in the early summer air, making people feel refreshed.

This kind of process, where you don't have to do anything yourself but can still see your hard work turn into results, is what's called the ultimate romance.

You don't need to outwit or outmaneuver anyone; your only opponent is how to make life more perfect.

Two hours later.

A "click" sound.

Chen An personally secured the suspension bridge connecting the second-floor balcony of the main house to the treehouse.

And in front of the treehouse’s large floor-to-ceiling windows, a delicate vintage brass wind chime was hung.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

"Jingle bells—"

The clear, ethereal sound of wind chimes announced the official completion of the first super treehouse in Titan Manor.

……

"Isn't that what life is all about?"

As noon approached, Jessica, whose stomach was starting to rumble in protest, finally made her way down the stairs, holding onto the handrail.

She was unusually not wearing those hot, tight-fitting clothes today.

She wore only a loose, extremely soft silk robe, and her face radiated a kind of luminous beauty born from extreme exhaustion.

"Finally got out of bed, our overtime work expert?" Sarah walked over with a bowl of washed salad, teasingly.

"Mom! Please stop teasing me. I feel like my back doesn't even belong to me anymore."

Jessica walked to the porch, only to be struck by the two-story treehouse nestled among the oak branches, a scene straight out of a fairy tale.

And the two miniature horses leisurely grazing below attracted all the attention.

"Wow! Is this our future family playground?" Her eyes lit up again, and ignoring her sore legs, she ran onto the lawn in her slippers.

To celebrate the completion of the treehouse and to welcome the two adorable pets, Sarah decided early on that instead of eating lunch inside, she would have an outdoor summer picnic under the white oak tree.

Thick checkered picnic mats were laid out on the neatly trimmed lawn, surrounded by several large beanbag chairs in a bohemian style.

The signature dish is American-style charcoal barbecue, which is personally prepared by Chen An.

Inside the enormous Weber oven, expensive applewood charcoal was releasing a subtle aroma of fruit.

On the grill is a thick-cut bone-in tomahawk steak, freshly taken from the latest batch of experimental Titan Wagyu beef, displaying an exaggerated pinkish-white marble pattern.

In this manor where nothing is lacking except money, even a simple picnic involves ingredients that are outrageously luxurious.

"Sizzle sizzle—!"

As the beef is roasted over high-temperature charcoal, a mesmerizing brown Maillard crust quickly forms on the surface of this prized cut of beef, which is worth over ten thousand US dollars.

At the same time, the incredibly rich butter dripped down the bones into the charcoal fire like lava, igniting wave after wave of exotic fragrance that could make one completely abandon all ladylike manners.

Chen An used the barbecue tongs to flip the tomahawk steak, which was thicker than an adult's arm, and simply sprinkled it with a little ground sea salt and a pinch of coarse black pepper.

Nourished by the sacred water and wasabi leaves, the beef's natural aroma no longer needs any complicated barbecue sauce to mask it.

"Boss, is it ready yet? Pudding's drool is almost dripping onto my leg."

Jessica sat on the grass without any regard for her image, one hand stroking the mane of the miniature horse, her eyes fixed on the sizzling, oily piece of beef.

On the small wooden table next to them, there were many side dishes that Sarah and Aya had prepared together:

Roasted Montana sweet corn, butter-fried wild asparagus fresh from the hillside, and a large bowl of refreshing salad mixed with Sicilian blood orange pulp.

Of course, we can't forget that huge jar of "Titan First-Purpose Honey Iced Lemonade," a drink that will make you dream about it after just one sip.

"It's done."

Chen An placed the crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside tomahawk steak on a huge solid wood cutting board.

As the sharp slicing knife cut through, the cross-section revealed a stunningly beautiful pink, medium-rare marbling, reminiscent of deep-sea coral.

The juice overflowed from the blade, instantly enveloping everyone's sense of smell.

There are no restrictions on table manners.

The four of them sat around an oak tree, enjoying the cool early summer breeze and savoring the finest produce from this land.

The pleasure of fat melting instantly between your teeth, and the refreshing sensation of honey lemon water sliding down your throat, intertwine to create the most ordinary yet most expensive atmosphere of this manor.

Even Aya, who was used to seeing nature, was captivated by this divine beef, giving Chen An a thumbs up as she ate:

"Ann, even the strongest brown bear in the forest doesn't taste as good as this cow! Is it really raised on grass?"

"It's been nurtured with money and effort," Jessica added mercilessly, her mouth glistening with oil.

Just as everyone was enjoying their meal, Sarah gently nudged Chen An's arm with her knife and fork.

"An. This territory is getting better and better. The new main house is under construction, the horses have been bought, and even this treehouse for the baby to play in is here. I think..."

Sarah paused, her sea-blue eyes holding a deep affection that seemed to have seen through the world's illusions but could only hold his.

"I feel like my life right now is the most beautiful dream."

Chen An put down his knife and fork, casually picked up a napkin to wipe his hands, and then put his arm around Sarah's slightly sore waist.

Under the white oak trees in early summer.

On the left is the gentle, pregnant Sarah, and on the right are the fiery secretary Jessica and the Native American huntress Aya, sitting on either side, each chewing on meat.

At their feet, giant dogs and miniature horses nestled together peacefully, while further away, there were lucrative temperature-controlled greenhouses and convoys continuously transporting lithium salts to the outside world.

Chen An picked up the glass of golden lemonade and raised it slightly towards his family members sitting around him in all sorts of poses. His deep eyes gleamed with an extreme languor after conquering everything.

"This is not a dream."

Chen An downed the icy drink in one gulp, laughing with a carefree and arrogant air.

"As long as I am here, this is just the beginning of your life in the Titan Empire."

In the future, they will sail the Leviathan to visit more islands.

I will soak in an even more luxurious geothermal hot spring in my new home at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, turning everything the most exquisite on this planet into embellishments for my leisurely time.

A gentle breeze tinkled the wind chimes, their tinkling sounds drifting long and far towards the distant mountain ridge.