After flirting with the cold and ruthless marshal, the entire intergalactic world started shipping t

Wen Shumu lowered his eyelashes, holding the teacup, and saw a pale face with a look of confusion in the tea.

"Thank you for your suggestion, I will think about it carefully."

Adolphus didn't want the atmosphere to be too heavy, so he chuckled and began to introduce the various parts in his office to Wen Shumu, explaining how they were collected, the stories behind them, and which parts of the mecha they could be used on.

"Don't underestimate these unassuming parts. To a mecha, they are like its internal organs and blood vessels. Every maker must carefully process and polish the parts after receiving them to ensure that they fit the mecha perfectly."

He also added Wen Shumu as a friend on the terminal and recommended some books for beginners in mecha. He introduced them in a humorous and easy-to-understand way, and Wen Shumu was unconsciously engrossed in listening.

When Ling Suyu rushed over, Wen Shumu had already toured most of the laboratory and even seen several unfinished S-class mechs.

Humans are truly amazing. Despite their fragile bodies, they can create such steel behemoths with their own hands.

Wen Shumu looked up at the builders climbing up and down the ladders beside the tall mecha and felt a deep sense of admiration.

"I'm not telling you those things because I want you to enter the world of mecha, or forcing you to study it. I'm just providing you with a direction to consider," Adolphus said slowly. "It's the same for any profession you pursue."

"Of course, there are many job opportunities in the mecha industry. Besides being a pilot or a manufacturer, you can also work for major manufacturers or brands, or join a mecha team, which are all good options."

"Or else..." Adolphus suddenly glanced behind Wen Shumu, "cooperate with the Legion to help your husband maintain the Rift Ice, that way you can follow him every day."

Wen Shumu became more and more tempted by his words, and as his expression wavered, he suddenly heard a familiar, cold voice behind him.

"Xiao Mu, follow your heart, don't worry about me."

Wen Shumu suddenly turned around, and her eyes lit up when she saw the handsome Alpha. She quickly stepped forward and threw herself into his arms.

Ling Suyu smiled and gently ruffled his hair.

Adolphus: "..."

What a headache! I'm so old and I still have to eat dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection)!

Ling Suyu looked at Adolphus: "Thank you for taking care of Xiaomu."

"It's nothing, he's the one who's determined, that's why I said a few more words."

Adolphus turned around with a smile: "Let's go, let's go see Crack Ice. I wonder how Chu Zhao is doing with the parts."

*

Standing in front of a laboratory door, Adolphus stared at the locked door and said angrily, "Chu Zhao, you brat, you're not opening the door, are you?!"

A projection of Chu Zhao popped up from the lock edge. To be precise, you couldn't tell it was Chu Zhao just by looking at his clothes; you could only tell by his voice.

Chu Zhao wore something like a gas mask that completely covered his face and neck, and his body was also covered up completely, with no skin exposed.

His breathing seemed a little unsteady: "Master, I can handle the work here by myself. You can go and do your work."

"Isn't Ludwig in there too?" Adolphus said angrily.

Just a few seconds later, the door opened a crack, and Ludwig was pushed out.

When Wen Shumu saw the blond Alpha's appearance clearly, his eyes widened.

The sophisticated suit jacket, usually associated with a dapper and sophisticated style, now had several wrinkles, and his meticulously styled hair, which he had carefully prepared for the show, was somewhat disheveled. And on his left cheek, there was... a handprint?!

Everyone: "..."

Adolphus exclaimed in surprise, "What happened? You two finally started fighting?"

Ludwig's eyes darted around: "Ah... I guess it wasn't a fight."

He was the one who got beaten up.

"He's in a bad mood, let's go first." Ludwig gave Adolfs a nudge, then turned to Ling Suyu and said, "Marshal Ling, the parts processing will take time, and the replacement of the cracked ice will also require adjustments. It's expected to be tomorrow afternoon. You and Young Master Wen can stroll around the campus for a while, and come to the lab again when Chu Zhao finishes it tomorrow."

Ling Suyu said "Okay," and the group walked outside.

As the sounds outside faded into the distance, Chu Zhao removed her mask. Her face was pale with a barely perceptible hint of pink, her lips were slightly swollen, and the area around them was red, as if she had been violently rubbed for a long time.

He was kissed by Ludwig.

Of course, Ludwig probably didn't do it on purpose. He tripped over the scattered parts on the ground and fell on him like in a melodramatic soap opera, and then... their lips met.

Chu Zhao frowned, and even though her lips were already red from wiping them, she still wasn't satisfied, so she took out another wet wipe and continued wiping.

He instinctively slapped Ludwig across the face, without holding back.

It looks like his face turned red from being slapped...

Chu Zhao sat back down at the workbench, staring at the parts on the table, hesitating to make a move.

Half a day later, he popped up his terminal and sent a message to the account labeled "Annoying Person".

[Chu Zhao: There are ice packs in the hotel refrigerator.]

After the message was sent, the projector remained hanging in the air, not yet deleted by its owner.

Chu Zhao picked up the parts, but his gaze kept drifting to the projector until a new message appeared.

[Annoying Person: Okay~]

Chu Zhao: "..."

Doesn't this person get angry after being hit? And they even use such a flashy wavy line!

*

The laboratory is underground, and without checking the time, it's impossible to tell day from night.

Wen Shumu only realized it was already dark when he stepped out of the courtyard building.

"Wow, it's already past seven o'clock." He glanced at the terminal.

Ling Suyu said, "It was already evening when I arrived. Are you hungry?"

"Fortunately, I managed to eat something in between."

The area around the Manufacturing Academy has nice landscaping, but the location is somewhat remote and there aren't many people on the road.

The production crew went to film Ye Jingxi's symposium, and no cameras followed them.

The streetlights cast long, slanted shadows onto the quiet, flat road.

Wen Shumu suggested, "Let's follow this road. I've looked at the map; it leads to the north gate of the school."

Ling Suyu nodded slightly and followed him forward.

At first, the two behaved properly and simply walked.

After turning a corner, their hands were clasped together.

The night breeze carries the scent of youth, and in the distance there is a basketball court, from which you can faintly hear excited shouts and the sound of basketballs bouncing on the ground.

Wen Shumu said, "Brother, I suddenly feel like we're like a college couple... on campus."

Ling Suyu paused for a moment, then laughed: "We're more than just a couple."

He then raised Wen Shumu's left hand, which he was holding. The sapphire diamond ring on the ring finger looked even more luxurious in the moonlight, symbolizing the owner's married status.

Wen Shumu gazed at the two hands clasped tightly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

I'm so happy...

The memories of suffering are shrouded in a thick veil, and at this moment, they are almost impossible to recall.

He suddenly wanted to be even more greedy, to get even closer to Ling Suyu.

It's not just about holding hands or a fleeting kiss on the cheek.

The recording is about to wrap up. When I get back to the capital, should I ask Allison which hospital has the best scar removal technology?

The whip marks he left in the past were meant to constantly remind himself never to forget the pain the Wen family had brought him, and to use hatred as the motivation to live.

But now that he has tasted happiness, he wants to completely abandon the painful past and doesn't want Ling Suyu to discover these embarrassing scars.

"Look over there! It looks like Marshal Ling and Mu Mu!"

The shout suddenly rang out, and Wen Shumu paused his thoughts and looked up.

Three young men were watching them excitedly.