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

"You didn't blame her, but sometimes not blaming someone can put more pressure on them, can't you?"

"This……"

Chen Ming was slightly taken aback.

Lucifer continued—

“Since Cerberus now believes she is wrong and nothing anyone says will change her mind, then you should punish her as you see fit. Perhaps by punishing her physically, she can break free of the shackles in her heart.”

The physical pain was nothing compared to the torment in his heart; Chen Ming didn't want to see Cerberus continue to be sad.

If it really works...

Chen Ming pondered, then reached out to stroke the landlady's head.

The landlady looked up at him and said—

"I think what Sister Lucifer said makes sense."

"Hmm? You think so too?"

"correct."

She looked at Chen Ming with her big eyes, gave him a sweet smile, and said—

"Because, sometimes it's a blessing to have someone to punish you..."

When you're alone, no matter what you do, no one cares, no one is watching, and therefore, there's no question of punishment...

That kind of loneliness is really annoying.

Chen Ming looked into the landlady's eyes, his gaze softening, and stroked her small face as he said—

"Okay, I understand."

Punishment can also be considered a form of communication.

Chen Ming stroked the little girl's hair, and an idea formed in his mind.

Chapter 247 Who Isn't a Little Princess?

stomping on...

It's Mid-Autumn Festival, and many people are heading home. At the train station, all sorts of people are rushing home from all over. Unless you're driving yourself, you'll have to go through this process.

There are fewer people now, but if it were the New Year, whether you could get home smoothly would depend on a bit of luck.

A woman with flaxen hair, pulling a silver leather suitcase, walked out of the station and looked up at the city.

"...Development is really fast."

Her pale eyes glanced around, and she murmured softly.

It's much busier now, and the city is expanding rapidly. Every time I come back after half a year or so, I feel there have been significant changes. There are many more traffic lights installed, and even small details like shared electric bikes.

Three-wheeled vehicles were common a long time ago, but they've long since disappeared.

It's said to be early, but it's actually only been a little over ten years.

Changes with each passing day.

It's been more than half a year since she last came back. I think the last time was during the New Year? The woman stood at the intersection for a while, then pulled her suitcase outside.

Splash splash splash...

The suitcase wheels made a crisp sound.

QQ QQ QQ...

The high-heeled sandals made a crisp sound on the ground, revealing slender feet. Above them were fitted casual trousers with a small leather belt.

The black dress was also fitted and showed off her beautiful curves, with cutouts at the shoulders, revealing her rounded shoulders with a slight sheen.

She looks to be a beautiful woman who is around thirty years old.

Stylish and elegant.

She thought for a moment and then called home first.

He took out a silver phone and dialed a number.

Hold it to your ear and wait for the call to connect.

She hesitated for a moment, then held the phone a little further away from her ear. Her elders had told her that the radiation at the moment of connection was billions of times stronger, capable of turning a person into a fool, and that she must always keep it far away…

She was truly at a loss for words, but trying to reason with these stubborn old folks about science would only make them think she didn't appreciate their kindness, and arguing with them would show a lack of filial piety.

There's nothing we can do but follow the instructions.

So even though I don't think much of it, I sometimes still keep this habit.

Even after the old man has passed away, it remains the same.

Looking back now, all that's left is nostalgia.

hum.

The call was connected.

A deep male voice came from behind—

"Hello? Xiaomei?"

"It's me, I'm back."

She chuckled softly and said—

"Brother, did you find Mingming? I told you not to push him so hard back then. Mingming is so old, he has his own ideas. I'm tired of always trying to sow discord with your methods."

"Yes, yes, you're the most impatient one, always running around. Which country did you go to this time?"

The man was rather helpless.

Xiaomei said—

"No, I came straight back."

"It's good that you're back. Mingming is back too, so I'll have him pick you up now."

As he spoke, he shouted at Chen Ming from afar—

"Mingming, go pick up your aunt."

"Oh, I know."

Chen Ming blinked, then exchanged a knowing glance with his sister who peeked out from the kitchen.

Now that his aunt is back, he can ask his sister what's going on. Actually, Chen Ming is also a little curious, since his sister's situation is very important to him. After all, his sister is not just his sister... she's also his wife.

My older sister is someone I can marry.

The older sister wiped her hands and said to Chen Ming—

"I'll go with you."

"Oh, I see."

Chen Ming was about to get his car keys.

The older sister shook the keys in her hand and said—

"We have a car, let's go."

"Hmm? This key..."

"Given by my sister Qin Hui."

The older sister smiled.

Chen Ming looked into the kitchen and his eyes met Qin Hui's. She quickly looked away, pretending not to know anything. Chen Ming found it amusing; was she going to act all high and mighty for once?

Well, as long as it's cute, that's fine.

Chen Ming and his sister arrived at the door. He was wearing casual shoes, while his sister squatted down and carefully put on a pair of flat sandals.

Her pink toes were showing.

Chen Ming couldn't help but glance at it.

My sister just smiled and said—

"Is it beautiful? I've seen it since I was a child."

"...What?"

Chen Ming scratched his head, making the person sound like some kind of old pervert... even though he really was.

Of course, his sister knows his preferences very well. She dresses up for him from head to toe, and she's been like this since they were little, so you really can't blame Chen Ming for being a sister-obsessed sister.

It's all because my sister is too beautiful.

He and she walked outside. His sister naturally took his arm. Chen Ming just glanced at her and didn't say anything.

They always walked like this when they were just siblings, so there's nothing strange about it.

Qin Hui's car was parked in a parking space outside the residential area.

Chen Ming got into the driver's seat, looked at the gauges, and then at the gearshift. After a few quick familiarizations, he got the hang of it. The thought of it being Qin Hui's car made him feel like he could still smell her presence in the driver's seat…

I recalled Qin Hui's sweet scent.

Chen Ming felt that he had been thinking about girls a lot lately, which was probably due to the influence of the women in his family.

Drive with confidence, minor bumps and scratches are no problem, the rich woman doesn't care. Drive recklessly, and if you scrap it, she'll buy you a dozen more.

Chen Ming felt that if he really damaged Qin Hui's car, she might actually say something like that.

After all, she said she would give away a car after only meeting us once before. What a rich and powerful woman.

If it weren't for his presence and the landlady's, Qin Hui would probably be portrayed as a CEO, right? Except that he's utterly clueless when it comes to romance.

Chen Ming was driving, waiting at a traffic light, when he smiled and said—

"Now when I'm waiting at a traffic light, I think of flying boats and flying swords so I can just fly across."

"Um……"