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

The landlady hugged her small chest and said—

“Sister Raphael tripped me and made me fall. It’s so unfair to treat the landlord like that. We should kick her out of the house.”

Thump! Thump! Boom!

Raphael felt a chill run down her spine, and her expression almost crumbled. Did this mean she couldn't even share a roof with her master's husband anymore? They'd only been married a few days, and not only were they sleeping in separate rooms, but they were also going to separate the household!

woo woo woo...

Raphael wept inwardly.

The landlady looked at Raphael, who was lying on the bed barely daring to breathe, and secretly chuckled.

Then, looking at Dong Yi beside him, he said—

"Where is Sister Dongyi?"

"I?"

Dong Yi scratched his head and said—

"I think... it doesn't matter. Look, I already stabbed her."

I've made enough money.

The landlady then looked at Gu Qing, who had heterochromatic eyes, and asked—

What does Sister Gu Qing think?

"Huh? Me? Me? I think it's fine..."

She waved her hand, a bead of cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

Gu Qing dared not offend anyone. She knew very well that she was of little influence here, so she was cautious in everything she did. Especially when facing Chen Ming, the head of the family, she was as timid as a mouse.

Chen Ming squinted, smiled, and whispered in her ear in a encrypted voice—

"Raphael's tears are a cure-all, don't you want her to cry?"

Gu Qing stared wide-eyed at Chen Ming.

I thought of my parents...

After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said—

“I think that since Miss Raphael wants to take Mr. Chen Ming away from so many people, then let’s give her a taste of her own medicine and take Mr. Chen Ming away from Miss Raphael so that she can’t see him.”

puff!

Raphael felt a sweet taste in his mouth, as if some stagnant blood was rising up, and his already not fully healed injuries showed signs of worsening.

Guh... Kill me...

They killed me so I couldn't see my master...

Chen Ming and the others watched as Raphael's face turned pale, and couldn't help but laugh, saying—

"Raphael, did you hear that? What do you have to say about your punishment?"

"..."

This must be a dream, the most terrifying nightmare.

Raphael continued to feign death, refusing to open his eyes, unable to face this tragic world, and choosing to escape reality.

But how could Chen Ming let her succeed? He looked down at her face, leaned down, and whispered in her ear—

"Raphael, open your eyes."

This was her husband's request, and also her master's command; she could never disobey. So she opened her blue eyes and looked at his familiar face.

"Waaah... Master..."

They were so scared that they dared not call him "husband" anymore, and instead lowered their own status.

Her plump thighs were pressed together, almost curled up into a ball, as she said—

"I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Looking at her panicked appearance, Chen Ming realized she now looked pitiful. Before, when she thought she had victory in her grasp, she was so smug, wicked, and arrogant.

They don't resemble angels at all anymore; they're more like fallen angels, their minds clouded by selfish desires.

He smiled and said—

"You talk to them first."

He then gave up his spot, allowing Raphael to see his surroundings clearly.

Raphael lay on the bed, surrounded by a circle of people, all looking down at the busty angel, each with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

After all, Raphael had committed the most serious crime in the family: trying to steal him.

Stealing the man who belongs to everyone.

What is this behavior?

You only looked away for a short while, and you're already thinking of taking the shared bike home and locking it up? Using a public vehicle for private purposes? How dare you!

Hmm... something feels a little off...

The older sister pursed her lips. Her younger brother, whom she had raised with such care, was almost stolen by some random guy who fell from the sky. This was simply intolerable.

She looked at Raphael, her gaze slightly cold, and said—

“Raphael, what were you thinking when you did this? Everyone here is so dependent on him, just like you. What would happen if you didn’t have him?”

"elder sister……"

Raphael lowered his head in shame before his sister, clutching a corner of the blanket and biting his lower lip. He couldn't possibly survive without his master.

Having experienced this extremely alluring love, one becomes addicted to it to the core. Once lost, it would trigger a forbidden reaction, a feeling of being worse than dead.

Afu shook his head and said—

“Raphael, what you did was indeed inappropriate.”

The young maid was a very kind person, always obedient to everyone, but she wouldn't tolerate such a thing.

He was her bottom line.

This is also everyone's bottom line.

Raphael looked at everyone gathered in a circle, then slowly huddled together and burrowed under the covers.

Don't look at me, don't look at me like this, so dirty...

Raphael felt guilty.

Chapter 598 Just like a real mother and daughter

Chen Ming watched as Raphael, such a voluptuous and beautiful woman, curled up in the blankets, her wings wrapped around her body, forming a ball with her body.

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"You idiot, stop running away from reality. Aren't you supposed to be an angel? Don't you even have the basic qualities of being courageous and responsible?"

"Waaaah... So I'm not an angel anymore, can I cheat now?"

Raphael was almost crying his eyes out under the covers.

She could display saintly qualities in many things, but in his presence she became so despicable. Controlled by greed, wanting to possess him entirely, she now refuses to acknowledge reality and tries to cheat.

She can no longer be called an angel, but rather a girl who loves him very much and is attached to him... no, she has become a woman, his woman.

Chen Ming said with some helplessness—

"Of course not, come out now."

As he spoke, he tugged at her blanket, but she was wrapped up very tightly, as if she wouldn't come out even if the blanket was torn apart, completely becoming a coward.

But Raphael was such a voluptuous woman with large wings that it was impossible to cover her completely when she was all rolled up like that. You could see her soft, white feet peeking out, with her toes curled up.

Raphael shouted—

"I was wrong, I was really wrong... but please don't send me away, please, master... I beg you... I'm kowtowing to you."

As he spoke, he wrapped himself in a blanket and knelt on the bed, his head resting on the bed board, making a humble kneeling gesture. His once dazzling blond hair dimmed, and his body trembled slightly.

An angel.

An angel king.

At this moment, she has fallen to such a state, completely devoid of any holiness or dignity, desperately pleading, just to stay by the side of the person she deeply loves.

Yuqian initially felt a little reluctant, as she loved Raphael the most. Although she knew that Raphael was trying to take her father away, she still cherished their past relationship.

She gently tugged at Chen Ming's hand with her thin hand and whispered—

“Dad, I think Raphael’s mother knows she was wrong…”

Chen Ming looked down at his beloved daughter, his expression softening slightly. He reached out and patted her head, saying—

"Good child, I know you're soft-hearted... Raphael, look, you only think of yourself. You haven't even considered the child's situation. You brought me to you, but what about Yuqian? Don't you want the child? She truly considers you her mother, and this is how you treat her?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Raphael was unable to utter a single word. He lay prostrate on the bed, his body trembling uncontrollably, as if shrinking a little with every word he spoke.

Yuqian opened her mouth, looking at the pitiful Raphael's mother and the father who kept blaming his mother, and was at a loss for what to do.

She had never experienced her parents arguing before and didn't know what to do.

Looking to the side, Xiaoying crossed her arms and observed Raphael's current state, her expression softening slightly. After all, he was a good child; seeing Raphael kneeling and begging for forgiveness only to be scolded like this, her anger had subsided considerably.

If she were the one being scolded like that by him, she would definitely cry terribly.

Yuqian walked to her side, reached out and tugged at her sleeve, and said—

"Xiaoying... Raphael's mother won't do it again, can you forgive her...?"

"..."

The landlady looked at Yuqian, relieved, and, having found a way to back down, patted Yuqian's head and said—

"Since you've put it that way, I'll keep her around for now and observe her further."