Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

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The landlady was slapped in the face by her sister. With a "plop" sound, she finally peeked out and looked at her sister in front of her. Her obsession with the big-breasted monster deepened even further.

Meanwhile, the white cat, which had been temporarily forgotten, was able to recover. It shakily climbed to the side and jumped onto the seat next to Lucifer. Its blue eyes looked at Chen Ming, who was surrounded by girls, with a hint of resentment.

It's as if to say, "How dare you, mere humans, be so rude?"

Lucifer looked at it and found it slightly amusing. It must be very angry that it had been inexplicably suppressed by Chen Ming several times.

However, if you are unwilling to accept this and try to go back to the past, you will probably end up with the same result.

Even if she has a high immunity to hatred, she has no resistance to his pure affection and harmless caresses.

Strange guy...

He'll touch anything he comes across, whether it's a girl's head or a cat or dog.

My body still feels a little numb.

The white cat curled up on the seat, closing its eyes slightly to rest.

Lucifer looked at it with his red eyes, a hint of purple flashing in his eyes.

The white cat seemed to sense something, opening one eye and slowly turning its blue vertical pupil toward Lucifer, seemingly with a hint of mockery.

The atmosphere became somewhat strange for a moment.

In the end, the white cat went back to lying down, refusing to look at Lucifer and showing no fear.

But Lucifer didn't give up. He reached out, picked up the white cat, and placed it on his soft lap.

The white cat lazily squinted its eyes, seemingly unconcerned.

Lucifer's slender, pale fingers stroked and massaged its body, just like Chen Ming's technique, but to the perfect degree, without being too comfortable.

The white cat seemed somewhat satisfied as it twitched its tail.

Lucifer turned it over and suddenly laughed—

"A little female cat."

"Meow!"

The white cat suddenly lost its composure and scratched Lucifer several times with its claws.

Then he returned to his original position, glared at Lucifer, as if to say, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

It had considered direct questioning or threats, but it never expected Lucifer to be so unconventional; this was truly beyond its expectations.

As a result, I was completely fooled.

It seems like this guy's personality has become a bit strange after spending so much time with Chen Ming.

What happened to the Queen of Hell's composure?

Lucifer smiled. She knew that if she confronted him directly, she might not gain any advantage, and since he hadn't turned hostile and meant no harm, there was no need for it.

A little prank is enough.

The white cat had a resentful expression, as if it could never gain the upper hand in front of this family and never played by the rules.

And why didn't that little girl tell anyone about it? If she comes forward now, won't the mystery surrounding the mastermind disappear?

It's so beneath him to come forward and talk about what he's done.

This family is so carefree...

But they must have the guts to be so arrogant. Not to mention Lucifer with his twisted sense of humor, that dog and that little maid are no ordinary characters either.

Forget it, so be it.

The white cat lay down and licked its paws indifferently.

Chapter 206 Daughters-in-law...?

A middle-aged man stood on the balcony, gazing at the bright moon outside, chain-smoking and muttering to himself from time to time.

"They don't even make a phone call, they might as well raise a piece of barbecued pork."

Things like that.

These past few days have felt like an eternity. I've even been forced to smoke outside on the balcony. Life couldn't be more miserable.

Inside the room, the woman was cooking. She suddenly decided to cook for herself, I don't know what came over her. She was so lazy when she was dating him, a real "pig-raising" type, but after she got together with him, she slowly started to become lazy.

Taking care of the child was quite tiring, but in the past few years since the child grew up, all he does is lie on the sofa playing on his phone. He only helps with the cooking occasionally when his husband is too busy.

This good-for-nothing is not even allowed to smoke.

But there's really nothing I can do about her.

We still need her to contact the children...

What? Why don't you call them yourself?

Wouldn't calling him first make it seem like he's bowing down to his son? Who does he think he is? He's just his precious son, someone he treats like a precious gem, afraid he might melt in his mouth or break in his hands...

Who cares!

I thought he should come back and visit since he'd almost squandered all his money during his long holiday. But after waiting for several days and checking my phone every day, I still haven't received a call.

Chen Ming, are you looking for death?

If you've got the guts, don't come back.

The man felt increasingly heartbroken as he thought about it. He slowly squatted down, like an old father being rejected by his son, pretending to be tough but feeling very wronged.

"Chen Jun? Where are you?"

A woman wearing an apron came out of the kitchen, carrying an empty soy sauce bottle.

The man turned to look at her and said—

"I'm here."

"...What are you doing squatting on the ground?"

"My pleasure."

"..."

The woman found it amusing. Although the man's face was as stiff as steel, she knew that his expression actually made him very sad.

Wasn't that a little too much bullying?

Seeing the man's distressed expression, and noticing that he had been subtly probing about their son these past few days, the woman found it amusing and kept the fact that her son might be coming home today a secret.

She secretly went to see her son without telling him.

It wasn't that she deliberately hid it; he just didn't ask.

The woman smiled and said—

"Hey, I need to go out and buy a bottle of soy sauce. We're out of soy sauce at home."

"Isn't there still a little bit left?"

"That's not enough, there are many more dishes to choose from."

"I've been watching you prepare this for so long, why can't we eat yet? Why did you cook so much food? Who did you invite?"

The man was filled with suspicion. He had been waiting for news from his son and had neglected some things around him. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that his wife was indeed acting strangely.

The woman laughed. "How can I not make more? My son has a whole family to support."

She said—

"Someone is coming over, go buy it quickly."

"Over there?"

Are they relatives from your wife's side? Like your sister-in-law and brother-in-law?

The man had been somewhat dazed these past few days, but without delving into it, he got up to go to the supermarket to buy some soy sauce.

The woman watched him leave in slippers and felt a wave of helplessness.

In this family, the father's love for his son is no less than anyone else's. Chen Ming is his precious son, and you could say that his doting on him is even more severe than that of his mother.

She takes everything to heart, but she goes too far, which always makes her son dislike her, and then she feels disappointed.

It was really interesting.

Although she sometimes gets a little jealous of her son because of this, thinking, "Does having a son mean I don't have a wife anymore? That won't do," the woman smiled.

A few minutes after the man left.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, followed by a soft knock.

"Huh? Who is it? They're here."

The woman probably guessed that her son and the others had returned. She smiled and came out of the kitchen, walked to the door, and clicked it open.

But it was somewhat unexpected for her.

It was indeed her son's family: Miss Dongyi, Miss Cerberus, and her own daughter, Chen Xiao.

However, there was one more unfamiliar face.

The woman tilted her head slightly.

Chen Xiao said—

"Mom, I'm home."

"Hey."

Mom smiled and then looked at the others.