It turns out that being fed on by a Blood Clan member is both deadly and pleasurable.
After this blood supply, Xia Yuan felt completely drained and needed several days to recover slightly.
So he decided to establish a three-point agreement with Ying Sitong.
Otherwise, he might be drained dry by this girl without even realizing it.
"First, you must ask for my consent before feeding," Xia Yuan said sternly, looking at Ying Sitong.
The latter hung her head guiltily, pouting and shrugging her shoulders coquettishly.
"It's just that your blood is truly exceptional. I couldn't help myself—I've never encountered such delicious blood before."
"Then how did you manage to restrain yourself from draining me completely when you saved me?"
Xia Yuan didn't buy her lack of self-control excuse and glared at her fiercely.
"Second," Xia Yuan continued, "in any situation with a third person present, you must not reveal your identity as a Blood Clan member, nor can you ask me to supply blood.
This is to protect both your safety and mine."
Ying Sitong had no objections to this point. According to the Blood Clan Code, she was already supposed to conceal her identity from everyone.
"Third, let's get married," Xia Yuan said.
Ying Sitong was momentarily stunned, her light brown pupils slowly widening.
"Huh?!"
Xia Yuan sighed deeply and gave her a resigned look.
He had expected this reaction.
The Contract relationship Ying Sitong had formed with him was essentially a food supply partnership—a Blood Clan member using True Blood to save a human and turning them into a permanent donor.
This relationship wasn't actually a marriage in the true sense.
Due to a lack of proper guidance from her elders, this silly Blood Clan member hadn't fully understood this.
"I've carefully studied your Contract," Xia Yuan said earnestly, gazing into Ying Sitong's eyes. "It only stipulates that I must supply you with blood, but in reality, we're supposed to be lifelong partners. So what are your obligations to me?
I gain no benefits from this arrangement, and my life isn't even guaranteed."
"This…" Ying Sitong tilted her head, thinking for a long time, appearing completely stumped.
"I've thought about it carefully too," Xia Yuan stood up and continued. "In terms of dependency, my life is bound to yours, but yours isn't to mine.
If you die, I'll die too.
But if I die, you might not necessarily die.
You could abandon me at any time—that's not fair."
"It's not like I can change that," Ying Sitong pouted.
"Then let's find something that can," Xia Yuan told her. "Since the Contract establishes a lifelong partnership, and we live in a society governed by law, there are things that can protect human interests.
That's the marriage contract."
"Huh?!" Ying Sitong frowned uncomfortably. "But we've only just met."
"Fine. Then here's the second proposal," Xia Yuan said. "At least we've reached one consensus—
There's no love between us.
So, you can completely dissolve the Supply-Demand Contract with me. I won't expose you as a Blood Clan member, and you won't come looking for me in the future. We'll act as if we never met, becoming strangers to each other."
"No!" Ying Sitong slammed the table and stood up. "Our Blood Clan Code states that once a Contract is established, it cannot be dissolved unless one of us dies."
"So what do you want to do?" Xia Yuan tilted his head, gazing at the girl before him.
"Well…" Ying Sitong blushed in embarrassment, scratching her head with her hand.
After two minutes, she finally responded in a soft voice—
"Otherwise… otherwise, let's consider the first proposal?"
"Marriage."
Xia Yuan sighed.
"What's wrong with that?" Ying Sitong crossed her arms, quite dissatisfied with his sigh. "You were the one who suggested it just now. Am I not good enough for you?"
Xia Yuan rolled his eyes, too embarrassed to voice his true thoughts.
Who would actually want to marry a Blood Clan member as a wife?
He had only proposed this plan after a night of careful consideration.
"Of course, given that we have no feelings for each other and are only doing this for a better life, I hope the marriage I proposed is merely a formal one."
"What?!"
Ying Sitong was utterly shocked.
"A marriage in name only?"
"Yes. A marriage in name only." Xia Yuan nodded. "We don't need to fulfill, well, ahem… that kind of, you know."
"Are you… from the closet?" Ying Sitong looked at him with pity. "No wonder you didn’t feel anything even though I’m this beautiful."
Xia Yuan narrowed his eyes.
If he weren’t no match for this person, he’d really like to knock her on the head a couple of times.
"My orientation is perfectly normal. I just don’t want to do that kind of thing without a foundation of feelings. Besides, living alone is fine too."
"Hmph, I don’t believe you."
Ying Sitong crossed her arms and tilted her head. "Normal men all like me, okay? With looks like mine."
Xia Yuan ignored her, pulling two printed agreements from the drawer and placing them on the coffee table. He pushed one of them toward Ying Sitong.
"This is a prenuptial agreement. It outlines our status after marriage to avoid future disputes."
Ying Sitong picked it up and read silently:
"First, since this is a contractual marriage, there is no obligation to share a bed."
"Second, as this is a contractual marriage, neither party shall interfere with the other’s freedom, including work and personal life."
"Third, aside from the above, the couple must fulfill all other marital obligations, such as caring for the other when seriously ill, and performing superficial spousal duties when relatives or friends visit, to avoid unnecessary suspicion or trouble."
"Fourth, if any issues involve the common interests of both parties, they must be discussed and agreed upon together."
"Fifth, while personal freedom is not to be interfered with, neither party shall cheat during the marriage. If one develops feelings for someone else, they must openly address it and only pursue a new relationship after both parties agree to dissolve the marriage."
"Sixth, neither party shall arbitrarily harm the other’s interests or physically injure the other. If such consequences are possible, the other party’s opinion and consent must be sought."
End.
Below were the signatures of both parties.
…
"Is this really necessary?" Ying Sitong frowned.
"Then you should just move out," Xia Yuan said.
"Hey!" Ying Sitong huffed angrily, hands on her hips. "Do you even understand your position? Your life belongs to me. Without me, you’d be long dead."
"Alright," Xia Yuan said, "I've already died once anyway, so I don't mind dying again. But I've already sent an email to my best friend. If I die under suspicious circumstances, she will make the letter public. It details exactly what kind of existence you are."
"Xia Yuan?!"
Ying Sitong looked utterly shocked. "My goodness, I never expected you to be this kind of person."
Oh dear, the Blood Clan Code never taught her how to tame her own Contract holder.
And Ying Sitong had never encountered such a despicable man before.
How utterly treacherous?
…