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

What...what does he mean?

Wanting his wife to sleep with him? That's unlikely. Could it be that he already knows about Wendy's outrageous remarks? After all, Wendy was by his side before; it's very possible he already knows.

Is concealing the truth just a form of self-deception?

She almost cried out in anguish. The thought that he might already know everything made her blood run cold, and an indescribable sense of shame welled up inside her.

He said he wanted his wife to sleep with him. Was he implying something? Was he asking her to take responsibility? Right now, the only one here who could be considered his wife in name only... was her, his rumored wife...

"Ah, ah..."

Gabriel, as expected of the angel king, was lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. The more he thought, the redder his face became, almost steaming, and his body began to sway.

"Hello? Gabriel?"

Seeing that she seemed to be having trouble standing, Chen Ming quickly stepped forward to support her. Noticing her strange expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he said—

"Are you this tired? Let me help you back to rest..."

"Huh? Huh?"

Gabriel leaned on his arm, his eyes filled with panic as he waved his hands frantically, saying—

"No, no...isn't this inappropriate...you, you have a wife at home, I can't..."

Helping her back to rest—isn't that what it means? That kind of improper, impure relationship between a man and a woman…

"Ok?"

Chen Ming tilted his head, looking at Gabriel's incoherent appearance, and somewhat "correctly" understood what she meant. He smiled and comforted her—

"Don't worry, it's okay. Go and rest."

He probably didn't want to rest and wanted to repair the Gates of Heaven as soon as possible to send him back so that his wife and children wouldn't worry.

But there's no need to rush. As long as Gabriel does his best, that's enough. He's not some cruel capitalist who would exploit her to the point where she doesn't even have time to rest.

Gabriel's expression froze upon hearing Chen Ming's words, but seeing his natural expression, she even smiled and comforted him.

She asked cautiously, yet with a hint of anticipation—

"No, it's okay? Really... really okay?"

If she cheats, can it be forgiven?

Chen Ming nodded, stroked her dark golden hair, and said—

"There's nothing we can do about it, and even my wife would understand."

After all, Gabriel had tried her best. Seeing how exhausted she was, Chen Ming felt that no matter what, he couldn't ignore her sincerity, so he just tried to comfort her.

And Gabriel...

They were completely stunned.

She stared blankly as he held her hand and supported her shoulder, his warm body temperature slowly seeping in, as if it could even corrupt the will of an angel.

Even his wife, could she tolerate it?

Is it acceptable for me to steal him and do this to him?

Well, that...

Seeing Gabriel's strange expression, Chen Ming felt he couldn't delay any longer and said—

"Where is your room? Let's go to your room."

She needs to rest.

Chen Ming thought to himself.

Little did they expect that Gabriel was thinking of "not resting" all night.

She kept shaking her head and said—

"No, no need... I don't want to at all..."

I didn't want to, I really didn't want to, I never thought of Mr. Chen Ming like that... Even though Mr. Chen Ming is so good, but... but ahhhhh...

Gabriel has completely lost his mind.

But the last vestige of consciousness was still conscious when he whispered questions into her ear, and she vaguely directed him to her room.

It was a completely subconscious action.

Perhaps she subconsciously didn't resist it.

It's also possible that she's simply broken down. What happened today was something she'd never experienced before in her life, and her brain seems unable to handle it.

When she came to her senses, she was already at her white bedside, a large and soft bed that was big enough for two people to use together.

"Wait……"

Gabriel wanted to say more, but Chen Ming had already helped her lie down slowly.

Her ocean-like eyes looked at him shyly, her hands constantly clutching the hem of her skirt, almost tearing it apart.

Chen Ming leaned down, very close to her, and looked at her deep blue eyes, which seemed like mysterious gems in the darkness, becoming slightly mesmerized.

Gabriel's eyes welled up with tears, and he said softly—

"I...I can't..."

What should be done in this situation? Her beautiful legs were slightly tucked in, causing the sheets to wrinkle and giving a disheveled look.

"Can't do what?"

Chen Ming stared directly into her eyes, making her incredibly shy. She could only close her eyes and whisper—

"Please, please be gentle..."

She didn't even know if she had actually said those words; perhaps she hadn't said them at all, because even she herself hadn't heard them.

Chen Ming blinked and watched as Gabriel lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. He felt that she was really exhausted, and even with her eyes closed, she still had a tense feeling.

He smiled gently, reached out to smooth her brow, and said—

"Get some rest, I'm going next door."

He gently covered Gabriel with the blanket, then quietly withdrew so as not to disturb her rest.

There was another room next door. Chen Ming tried opening it as he passed by, and he could go in; there was a bed inside. Even if there wasn't a bed, it didn't matter; he had everything he needed in his spatial bag.

He felt that Afu Ameng had turned his space bag into a treasure chest.

"Hey?"

Gabriel opened his eyes in a daze.

She watched as he stepped out of the room and slammed the door shut, leaving her alone.

She stretched out a few fingers, gripping the edge of the blanket, and watched him leave, her expression somewhat lost.

Chapter 724 She Wants to Make It Up to Him

After escorting Gabriel back to his room, Chen Ming left a lingering fragrance in his arms before letting out a soft breath as he walked out of the room.

It's so soft, it makes you feel a sense of ambiguity.

Chen Ming tried his best not to act strangely and took her to rest. It would be utterly despicable of him to have any thoughts of taking advantage of someone who had worked so hard to fix the door for him.

Although he is a scumbag, he's a scumbag to his own people. Gabriel is an outsider, so he should be polite to him.

It was just a small act of revenge at first.

Faced with that alluring body and the fact that they were alone together, Chen Ming was not as uninhibited as he would be in broad daylight. Tonight, he behaved very gentlemanly.

There wasn't even a verbal advantage.

He is quite discerning about what he can and cannot do.

Gabriel isn't his wife.

You can't do whatever you want.

But then I couldn't help but think of all the nonsense Wendy had said before... It was probably just a man's possessiveness at work.

Fortunately, he has always been a very clear-headed person.

If he were to act like a beast, he'd probably get slapped and sent flying. That's an angelic king, not some wife at home who would indulge him.

How could I possibly have even the slightest expectation of him?

Chen Ming felt that he was very self-aware.

I went to the next room and lay down on the bed. The room was similar in style to the master bedroom, with all white decorations and white sheets.

The bed is also very big.

Chen Ming looked around the room; it was much larger than his previous home, although the house had been expanded and was now bigger.

"It's so empty..."

Chen Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He recalled how his small room used to be crammed with people, including his wife, children, cats, and dogs.

That was pure happiness; he wouldn't trade it for anything.

Perhaps many people like big houses, because they look grand.

But Chen Ming prefers a lively home; a space that's too big doesn't feel as intimate... which sounds a bit pathetic.

He smiled.

There's no need for him to be ambitious. A wife, children, and a warm bed are what he's been pursuing his whole life, and that's happiness he's already achieved.

It's just that the quantity might be a little more than others.

Just a little bit.

Sigh, I guess I just can't get used to sleeping alone.

He sighed softly, no longer able to enjoy Raphael's large wing covers, nor the warm touch of his wives' skin.

There wasn't even a little girl, otherwise he could have told her stories to lull her to sleep, and he could have fallen asleep with the child's innocence.