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

Well, the difference is still quite big. After all, he's not Tang Sanzang, and how could an angel be interested in a few ounces of flesh on his body?

He casually brushed Wendy off, waving his hand dismissively.

"Alright, alright, wouldn't it be better to just go and come back quickly? If you're so worried, then hurry up and finish what you're doing."

The right approach is to guide the other person to focus their attention on positive things and not to let them worry about unfounded things. In Chen Ming's view, Wendy was being completely unnecessarily anxious.

"Then I'll be going now, and I'll be back to keep the Queen company soon. Hmm... If only I had a clone technique, so I could keep an eye on the Queen all the time."

Wendy spread her holy angel wings, lightly stepped into the air with her boots, and then turned back to give a final instruction—

"Your Majesty, you must not cross that line."

"Good good..."

Chen Ming watched Wendy walk away and couldn't help but shake his head. That annoying girl is finally gone; he could finally have some peace and quiet.

Chen Ming wondered if Gabriel would like the food he made. The angel ladies had given it very high praise, which Chen Ming even felt was a bit exaggerated.

However, I was also very happy. It's easy to increase his favorability. One simple way is to eat all the food he makes, which will give him a great sense of accomplishment.

This also happens to be a response to the "Clean Plate Campaign".

He has always felt that some people have very strange ideas, such as not finishing your plate, having to leave a lot of food to show that you have "surplus", and having to leave food to have "face"...

Anyway, he was raised with the idea that nothing should be wasted, so he doesn't really understand the thinking of these "upper-class people." He'll just be an ordinary person and be content with that.

Even angels are frugal; didn't you see Gabriel using his own feathers to make pens?

I went back to clean up the dishes and collected the kitchen waste, only to realize that I had forgotten to ask the angels where to dispose of the trash.

I didn't see any trash cans outside before, but even if the angels don't eat, there will still be some trash, right? Like broken tools, and scraps from weaving and building, they'll still have to throw them away, right?

Never mind, I'll ask Wendy later.

He packed the trash into the trash can he brought, put the lid on, and it wouldn't smell bad if left for a while, but it wouldn't after a long time.

Hope Wendy comes back soon.

Chen Ming washed his hands, then put his hands on his hips and looked around the room.

"Or... how about we clean it up again?"

Since I had nothing better to do, I decided to do some housework, something I hadn't done in a long time. Even though angels' dwellings are never very dirty, it's good to tidy up a bit.

Well, the main reason is that with Afu at home, he hasn't had a chance to do housework. This is the first time he's done so in a long time.

That's just how people are. They get tired of doing housework every day, but if you don't let them do it, they become rebellious and want to do it instead.

Hmm... something feels a little off?

I feel perfectly right.

Chen Ming rolled up his sleeves and started working, sweeping and mopping the floor, then tidying up the sofa and coffee table, and wiping down the tables, cabinets, and clock stand.

It was over quickly, and Wendy showed no sign of returning, seemingly not anytime soon.

He sat on the sofa, resting his chin on his hand, and muttered to himself—

"Hmm... I'm so bored. Raphael's house doesn't seem to be too far from here, maybe we should go check it out?"

To be honest, Raphael's house should be his home, since he's Raphael's husband but he's living in Gabriel's house...

The more I think about it, the more something seems off.

To outsiders, it seemed that Raphael was already being cuckolded.

He scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

Okay, let's go take a look.

Chen Ming had planned to go there before, since it was his wife's home where she had lived for a long time, and he was naturally curious about it.

Without further ado, I decided to go and check on Wendy before she returned.

What? You promised Wendy you wouldn't cross that line?

Why not use connections?

Thinking this, Chen Ming walked towards the back door, but as soon as he stepped out, he saw a line in front of him.

"..."

Chen Ming looked to both sides and found that the line extended to both sides, encircling the house like an irregular large circle.

"Are you really a monkey? You even drew a circle."

He couldn't help but complain.

Even if Wendy is a monkey, he's not a monk, so there's nothing to worry about. He simply walked out, completely ignoring the circle on the ground.

Without Wendy, that loud and boisterous girl who always wanted to attract attention to the Queen, Chen Ming made much less of a commotion as he walked, no longer causing a bunch of angel ladies to gasp in surprise wherever he went...

He just couldn't get used to that; it made him feel like some big star.

He slowly walked to the gate of Raphael's courtyard and saw several clusters of blue flowers blooming inside the white wooden fence. As if sensing his arrival, they swayed gently, as if welcoming him.

Chen Ming blinked, looking at the courtyard gate. Ordinary people seemed to be restricted from entering, but…

He reached out and gently pushed, and the white courtyard gate opened with a slight sound.

He stepped inside, stood on the white walkway, and looked at the blue flowers, so elegant and gentle, which was indeed very similar to Raphael's temperament.

However, such a temperament could never be maintained for long in front of him, and it would always crumble completely.

He walked towards the door of the house, and the flowers by the roadside swayed gently, as if welcoming him back, giving off a lively feeling.

Chen Ming placed his hand on the door, and before pushing it open, he couldn't help but think of his wives at home.

Hmm, have they been eating properly?

I'm a little worried.

Chapter 702 Wanting to Hug the Loli for Comfort

The spacious conference room was filled with people sitting around a long oval table. Because it was a formal occasion, everyone was dressed appropriately and had solemn expressions.

The meeting didn't have to be so serious. After all, it was just a routine meeting, and business had been going smoothly lately, so we could have relaxed a bit...

but……

Everyone secretly glanced at their boss, whose expression was as black as the bottom of a pot. Who wouldn't be scared? The host giving the report on the big screen almost trembled with fear, after all, they had never seen their boss like this before.

Although the boss is relatively young for his position, his mature and experienced methods, as well as his unfathomable shrewdness, are widely recognized.

When have I ever seen anyone like this before? They looked so angry they were practically fuming. It was enough to scare anyone who saw them.

What exactly happened?

Could it be that something went wrong with one of the projects below, or that the media is spreading rumors again, or that those foreign devils are shamelessly pulling some dirty tricks again?

Why haven't we received any news at all?

The bigwigs were completely clueless, exchanging cautious glances without daring to utter a single word. Some, dressed more casually, began to wonder if they had been too lax today, while others who had secretly made mistakes started sweating.

Standing behind Qin Hui, Sister Li watched as the atmosphere in the conference room plummeted to freezing point because of Qin Hui's bad mood, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

I don't know what's wrong with my boss again. He's been like this ever since I came back to work at noon today, and he's still in a rage during the afternoon meeting.

It's like a monkey that's enraged after successfully wooing someone only to have that person stolen away...

It's not impossible to guess some of it.

After all, the boss's recent mood swings are mostly due to her man; she's been angry about similar things before.

Only her man could so deeply move Qin Hui's heart.

Love is truly a poison.

Qin Hui listened to the report, staring at the screen. Finally, the ending page appeared, indicating that the report was finished.

"That's how things have been going for the past few weeks..."

The host wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although it wasn't a good gesture, it was about to get into his eyes if he didn't wipe it away.

"...finished?"

"But, perhaps... there are still some imperfections..."

Upon hearing Qin Hui's emotionless voice, the other person was so frightened that their legs almost went weak, wondering if they had done something wrong.

Qin Hui, however, crossed her arms in front of her, her narrow eyes flashing with a chilling light as she scanned the department heads present, and said—

"Everyone, is there anything else you'd like to mention?"

"No, no..."

The experts all shook their heads. Even if there were any issues, they wouldn't dare bring them up at this time unless they were crucial.

Qin Hui, observing everyone's reactions, let out a soft breath, tried to make her expression more amiable, and said—

"Alright, let's adjourn the meeting. If you have any questions, just let me know."

"understood."

Although Qin Hui's intention was simply to encourage everyone to express their opinions and not be intimidated by her grumpy face, it didn't quite resonate with everyone.

They felt that the boss was giving them a chance to reflect on themselves, and that something must have gone wrong. The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, knowing that going back would definitely be a lot of trouble.

It's time to start a spontaneous cleanup.

Qin Hui had already walked out of the conference room, her legs clad in semi-transparent black stockings and shod in sharp high heels, walking forward with a seemingly menacing aura.

Unlike the others, Sister Li wasn't afraid. She jogged after them and said—

Are we going back now?

"Um, is there anything else you want to say?"

Qin Hui looked at her secretary, who smiled slightly and said—

"Nothing related to work."

"...What about private ones?"

"I have a suggestion."