Zhou Younan was surprised by Zhou Mo’s words, they had spoken exactly what he had been feeling in his heart.
Perhaps it was the warmth in Zhou Mo’s eyes that affected him; Zhou Younan let down his guard slightly and nodded in quiet agreement.
There was no mockery in Zhou Mo’s gaze, no trace of condescension. He stood beside Zhou Younan for a while, showing him the city and pointing out its landmarks.
Zhou Mo sighed, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. “I came to Torikis for the first time when I was seven. That feeling has never left me.”
Zhou Younan noticed a light in Zhou Mo’s eyes as he said this, an emotion he could not quite comprehend, shining with a strange brilliance.
The two of them boarded a flying vehicle. Zhou Mo set the destination and activated the autopilot.
He looked at Zhou Younan, black eyes carrying a tender sense of reminiscence. “You’re alive, and well… that’s really good.”
“Huh?” Zhou Younan didn’t catch what he had said.
It was his first time in a flying vehicle, weaving between towering skyscrapers.
Reflected in the glass facades of the buildings were the vehicle’s own shadow, moving quickly and steadily.
Yet Zhou Younan felt as if the buildings were leaning down toward him, overwhelming him. He gripped the armrest tightly and hugged his bag to his chest.
“Nothing to worry about,” Zhou Mo said, glancing at his terminal. “I’m just handling a few things.”
Zhou Younan nodded. “Alright.”
Zhou Mo’s thumb and forefinger made a pinching motion as he began tapping across the screen in front of him.
Zhou Younan turned to the window, marveling at the bustle and grandeur of Torikis.
Later, Zhou Younan followed Zhou Mo to Torikis’ most famous restaurant for lunch.
A medium-rare steak was served alongside a tall glass of red wine. The scene reminded Zhou Younan of the roasted meat Wei Qing had once given him.
Lacking an appetite, he only nibbled on a bit of potato.
He declined Zhou Mo’s invitation to stroll around afterward, saying he wanted to rest. Zhou Mo escorted him to a hotel he had already booked so he could recover.
In three days, they would go together to see the wedding attire and the hall.
After Zhou Mo left, Zhou Younan stood before the hotel’s enormous floor-to-ceiling window. Even at this height, he could not see the boundaries of Torikis, the sprawling supercity.
Nearby were skyscrapers; farther out were shorter residential districts; even beyond that, massive factory chimneys rose into the sky.
Torikis’ vastness made Zhou Younan feel small and powerless. Thoughts of the wedding, the dress, the hall, made his chest tighten.
He pulled out the old metal box from his bag and held it tightly. Gazing down at the immense city, he finally felt a small measure of security.
Three days later, Zhou Mo took time off to bring Zhou Younan to a shop called Christine for a fitting.
It was a high-end, handcrafted boutique located on a bustling commercial street. Everyone entering the store was impeccably dressed, exuding elegance and refinement.
Zhou Younan, in a simple T-shirt and jeans, looked entirely out of place.
To avoid curious stares, he lowered his head, staring at the pristine white tiles beneath his feet.
The tiles were subtly engraved with delicate floral and insect patterns, exquisitely elegant.
His own Martin boots were worn. Even though he had polished them meticulously, under the bright lights, the faded leather and frayed laces were impossible to hide.
He was grateful that his jeans were slightly loose, covering most of the boots.
Curiously, he glanced at Zhou Mo’s shoes, gleaming, pointed leather, flawless. The designer standing across from them also wore clean, polished shoes.
He quickly returned his gaze to the floor, determined not to look around anymore.
After greeting the staff casually, Zhou Mo led Zhou Younan into a private fitting room.
The projection on one wall disappeared, replaced by an exceptionally ornate outfit.
Zhou Younan initially thought it would be a red jacket and white trousers, something meant just to check the size. But seeing the wedding attire on the mannequin, his eyes widened.
He stared at Zhou Mo, disbelief in his voice. “I’m… supposed to wear this?”
Zhou Mo raised an eyebrow. “Is there a problem?”
The designer quickly interjected. “No problem. Perhaps the young master hasn’t seen this style before.”
He spoke enthusiastically. “Allow me to give you a brief introduction.”
“This is a bespoke design by our head designer, tailored according to Mr. Zhou’s specifications. It’s a wedding suit created specifically to meet Marshal Wei Qing’s preferences.”
The designer tapped on his personal terminal, and the lights in the fitting room dimmed. The soft hum of the holographic projector became the only sound in the room.
A colorful three-dimensional projection slowly took shape. A tall man, wearing a wedding suit similar in style to the mannequin, appeared in Zhou Younan’s view.
His skin was pale, his body fit and well-built, and his short black hair framed a face with warm brown eyes brimming with affection. He gazed tenderly at someone beside him.
“This is Marshal Wei Qing’s second husband, Taylor Harris,” the designer announced.
He moved to the edge of the projection, sliding his hand gracefully through the air. As he gestured, the hologram rotated, giving Zhou Younan a full view of the man’s striking appearance.
Confidence radiated from him, vitality pulsed in every movement, so different from Zhou Younan himself.
The designer continued, “He was once Marshal Wei Qing’s comrade. It is said that the Marshal liked him very much. The wedding was personally…”
Zhou Mo cleared his throat.
The designer immediately shifted topics, speaking rapidly, “The attire he’s wearing was designed personally by the Marshal himself.”
As the words left his mouth, the designer quickly swiped the projection to the next figure, another person in a similarly styled suit.
“Since the Marshal’s wedding, this style has become a trend in Torikis,” he explained while scrolling through the holographic images.
One by one, beautifully dressed newcomers appeared before Zhou Younan. Each one looked stunning.
“Because of the cost, this style hasn’t become popular outside Torikis.”
“Expensive?” Zhou Younan immediately focused on the key point.
The designer nodded. “All the embellishments on this attire follow the latest patterns. Mr. Zhou entrusted us to design the suit. To meet his expectations, we hired highly skilled artisans and spent a full two months crafting it entirely by hand.”
“Mr. Zhou mentioned that you are relatively slim, so we incorporated counterweight techniques. It looks heavy, but it’s actually quite light when worn.”
Zhou Younan bit his lip, inspecting the outfit from top to bottom once again.
The intricately patterned headpiece was studded with pearl-sized white pearls. Giant golden circular earrings nearly brushed his shoulders.
A semi-transparent, waist-revealing black bodice clung tightly to the figure, with a large golden necklace interwoven with black obsidian stones.
Under the lights, the interplay of gold and black gave a sense of both opulence and mystery.
Arm cuffs were embedded with ruby-sized red stones, while bracelets adorned with pearl-sized yellow stones wrapped around the wrists.
A gold ring with a large red gem adorned the thumb. The upper body looked extraordinarily luxurious; the lower half was somewhat simpler but still far from modest.
The waistband was woven from red and gold threads, with a solid gold disc the size of a fist hanging in front.
The pants were wide-legged black trousers, tapering at the bottom like lantern pants. Each ankle was encircled by a thick golden band.
Zhou Younan couldn’t hold back the thought in his mind: This is gold and jewels, all the way down to the fingers!
The style Wei Qing favored could be summed up as: flashy and revealing?
On this mannequin, it suited him perfectly but Zhou Younan’s figure could never support such grandeur.
Zhou Mo walked over and asked, “You don’t like it?”
Zhou Younan wanted to say he didn’t. He normally wore simple T-shirts and pants, rarely anything bright or flashy. The semi-transparent, waist-revealing style was almost impossible for him to accept.
“If you don’t like it, I can have them melt down all the gold. Whatever style you prefer, we can redo it.” Zhou Mo added gently.
Before Zhou Younan could respond, the designer grew anxious, glancing nervously at him. “Young Master Zhou, both the artisans and I are supporters of Marshal Wei Qing. We’re very much looking forward to seeing you wear this attire at the wedding.”
“Mind your own business,” Zhou Mo interrupted, lowering his expression.
The designer fell silent, bowing his head and retreating to the side.
Zhou Mo turned back to Zhou Younan, his tone much softer. “Don’t worry about what he said. You make the decision.”
Zhou Younan pointed at the bodice. “This part, change it. Not so revealing, not so short, not too tight. Everything else… I can accept it.”
Hearing this, Zhou Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled. “You’re too soft-hearted.”
In Torikis, the Levi’s Royal Hotel was the only hotel with a grand entrance over one hundred meters wide.
Inside, everything gleamed with gold, opulent and luxurious, a constant reminder of the prestige of its guests.
Beyond dining and lodging, the hotel also housed a wedding hall.
Zhou Mo led Zhou Younan to visit the hall he had booked long ago.
“Apologies, Mr. Zhou. The Stellar Hall has already been reserved by the Noval family,” the hotel manager said apologetically.
“This is your hotel’s reputation? I booked the hall two months in advance!” Zhou Mo’s face betrayed his barely restrained anger.
“It was the temp staff’s mistake. We’ve already fired him,” the manager replied.
“Temp staff…” Zhou Mo scoffed. “Since when does Levi’s employ temporary workers?”
“They weren’t ordinary temps, sir. They… had some connections,” the manager explained, pale-faced.
“Oh? Some connections… and yet you still fired him?” Zhou Mo pressed.
The manager forced a flattering smile, lowering his voice. “Mr. Zhou, the Noval family is not someone we can afford to offend…”
“Zhou Mo,” a loud male voice interrupted, cutting through the hall.
Anyone daring to speak so loudly here was clearly not ordinary.
Curious, Zhou Younan looked toward the source, a slightly overweight Alpha, about his height, with a beer belly.
Gray hair, red eyes, he was impossible to forget.
Zhou Mo also looked and his expression darkened.
“Lance,” he said coldly.
The Alpha named Lance approached, releasing his scent without restraint. Zhou Younan caught a whiff of decayed wood, pungent and overwhelming.
The hotel manager greeted him politely, “Mr. Noval.”
Lance’s scrutinizing gaze landed on Zhou Younan. Zhou Mo stepped protectively in front of him.
Zhou Younan heard Lance ask Zhou Mo, “Want the hall?”
Lance slipped a card into the pocket of Zhou Mo’s suit.
“Be sure to come find me here tonight,” Lance added with a lewd grin directed at Zhou Mo.
Zhou Younan frowned.
Zhou Mo responded calmly, “Thank you for the invitation. I’ll consider it.”
I feel none of characters are good in this novel 😑😑 full of arrogant and Snobbish people! Zhou Mo no need for hall… Let This Lance guy face Marshal instead…
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Cressilia
[Translator]
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The Realm’s ancient scrolls mention something called… “buy them a coffee.”
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ChaptersChapter 1 · Escape from Zhou familyChapter 2 · Bride To BeChapter 3 · Attacked on SpaceshipChapter 4 · FiancéChapter 5 · Wild one Tastes betterChapter 6 · Cousin, Zhou MoChapter 7 · Wedding DressChapter 8 · Wedding Hall disputeChapter 9 · Marshal Fainted!Chapter 10 · CATNIP!Chapter 11 · His Pheromone is Catnip!Chapter 12 · The show beginsChapter 13 · He likes me!Chapter 14 · He is crazy!Chapter 15 · Auditorium, I brought it. Do you like it?Chapter 16 · Only I can bite your lipsChapter 17 · Wei Qing grabbed his wristChapter 18 · Your posture just now was perfect for kissingChapter 19 · This is… Wei Qing’s leopard?Chapter 20 · Let’s do what newlyweds should do.Chapter 21 · Release your pheromones and overwhelm meChapter 22 · Zhou Younan, I miss you.Chapter 23 · The promise to bite your lip isn’t just for yesterdayChapter 24 · You beast! You enormous beastChapter 25 · My patience is almost at its limitChapter 26 · Touch Wei San? Pluck its feathers?Chapter 27 · Doesn’t Wei Qing like you a lot?Chapter 28 · You’re the dog, your whole family are dogsChapter 29 · How did things turn out like this?!Chapter 30 · Zhou Younan, I love everything about youChapter 31 · Cheetahs do react to catnip.Chapter 32 · Second PrinceChapter 33 · Immersed in the fluffy touchChapter 34 · What can you do to help if you stay?Chapter 35 · Sand WormChapter 36 · I gave Wei Qing a capsuleChapter 37 · His vulnerable period has arrivedChapter 38 · Reason has long since been burned awayChapter 39 · I can’t believe I did that! I’m insane!Chapter 40 · The person I want to protect is my wifeChapter 41 · Zhou Younan, you can only be mineChapter 42 · Until the last star in the universe is annihilated.Chapter 43 · The light in Wei Qing’s eyes dimmed.Chapter 44 · Family?Chapter 45 · The green capsule was in his palmChapter 46 · Zhou Younan was filled with fearChapter 47 · Brother won’t abandon youChapter 48 · What a piece of trash!Chapter 49 · Zhou Younan, are you looking at me?Chapter 50 · Zhou Younan feared Xu QiChapter 51 · Zhou Younan, you’re such a foolChapter 52 · You really don’t want to marry me?Chapter 53 · My braceletChapter 54 · Zhou Younan, I can’t mark youChapter 55 · A symbol of brotherhoodChapter 56 · How old are you?Chapter 57 · Abnormal!Chapter 58 · Did you give Wei Qing the capsules from the tin box?Chapter 59 · Brother, I’ve made up my mindChapter 60 · Doing things for you is my wishChapter 61 · You’re the first person I’ve ever liked, Wei Qing.Chapter 62 · Childhood sweetheartChapter 63 · He can’t live without youChapter 64 · Teacher RigenChapter 65 · Were they running togetherChapter 66 · You two kidnappersChapter 67 · GiftChapter 68 · Don’t look back, just carry onChapter 69 · Maurice Jin is already a thing of the past for meChapter 70 · I finally found youChapter 71 · Who’s your wife?Chapter 72 · How would he interpret his leaving?Chapter 73 · Wei Qing was Wei San?Chapter 74 · Maurice Jin had been assassinated?!Chapter 75 · Turn your face towards the sunChapter 76 · Wei Qing’s eyes were brightChapter 77 · Pheromones are a double edged swordChapter 78 · Don’t stareChapter 79 · He’s the Empire’s MarshalChapter 80 · So WeakChapter 81 · Are you alright?Chapter 82 · Was he really that kind of person?Chapter 83 · He remembered his forgotten goalsChapter 84 · Come on, shoot me in the heartChapter 85 · Why are you unhappy again when I touch you?Chapter 86 · Don’t you even like me anymore?Chapter 87 · Wei Qing transformed into Wei San.Chapter 88 · I’ll give you my love, and I’ll give you my lifeChapter 89 · Just do it for me, okay?Chapter 90 · Don’t bother me until you explain clearlyChapter 91 · I want to stop your time when you still love meChapter 92 · Damn it! Zhou Younan! You just waitChapter 93 · From the very beginning, I had no choiceChapter 94 · From the very beginning, I had no choiceChapter 95 · A gunshot rang outChapter 96 · I grew up in the research instituteChapter 97 · You complete liar! You’re despicableChapter 98 · You will always be the only one in my heartChapter 99 · You are actually the same as meChapter 100 · Zhou Younan, I’m leavingChapter 101 · How could a big cat possibly resist the allure of catnip?Chapter 102 · The EndChapter 103 · Extra: 1