The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

"Wifey, why do I feel like FaMo likes Matthew more than me? What should I do to make FaMo like me? I always have goosebumps whenever FaMo will look at me. I couldn't understand why but I'm certain that he hates me." Tristan asked Zhen-Zhen, putting on a pitiful face.

Zhen-Zhen giggled after hearing that. "Hubby, don't worry. I think FaMo likes you too."

"Are you sure? Why do you think so?" Tristan asked her expectantly.

"Because they said the more you hate the more you love. So if he hates you, it also means he loves you too." Zhen-Zhen said, reassuring Tristan.

Tristan: "..."

Tristan didn't know whether to cry or laugh because of Zhen-Zhen's last remarks.

'Is this how FaMo shows his love for me? Scratching my hands, biting me several times, and even interrupt when I'm becoming lovey-dovey with my wife? I feel like he is slowly killing me in his mind with his sharp eyes as he looks at me.' Tristan thought to himself.

Then Tristan turned to Zhen-Zhen once again, saying "Wifey, I hope FaMo will not love me that much."

Zhen-Zhen gave him a questioning gaze and asked, "Why not?"

"Because they said too much love will kill you. I'm afraid FaMo will kill me because of his love for me." Tristan cracked some jokes.

Zhen-Zhen couldn't help letting out soft giggles.

"Don't worry, hubby. As long as I'm with you, I will not let him do that." Zhen-Zhen reassured him.

Tristan immediately pulled Zhen-Zhen towards his body while hugging her waist. Zhen-Zhen was becoming a sweet-talker every day.

Unknown to them, FaMo heard their conversation a while ago.

'Here we go again. Acting very sweet in front of me. I feel like scratching Tristan's arms every time he will hold Zhen-Zhen's body like this. Hmmph. You are lucky Tristan since Zhen-Zhen is backing you.'

FaMo just walked past them as he headed straight into their room. He needed to divert his attention. He didn't want to see Tristan's face. He was still pissed off by him because of what happened this morning.

Because of that, Zhen-Zhen and Tristan got their time alone in the living room. They continued watching a movie.

They sat down on the couch with their entangled hands while Zhen-Zhen was leaning on Tristan's chest. This was their favorite position every time they would watch shows on the television.

They were already half-way to finish the film when Zhen-Zhen remembered Sohpia's advice this morning. She would try to ask Tristan indirectly to know if who between her and Hannah was important to him.

"Tristan?"

"Hmm?"

"Let's play a game," Zhen-Zhen suggested to him.

"Okay. What kind of game, do you want to play right now?" Tristan asked her, gazing down to see her face.

"Hmm, another Q and A." She cheerfully stated.

"You mean Question and Answer portion?" Tristan asked to confirm.

Zhen-Zhen bobbed her head as she glanced at him. "Yes Tristan, but this time I will be the one asking you a question."

A soft chuckle escaped Tristan's mouth after hearing that. Then he looked at her with his mischievous eyes. "Do I get punishment too for every wrong answer?" Tristan asked her expectantly.

Zhen-Zhen giggled then shook her head. "No Tristan, you just have to answer me truthfully and what comes into your mind. Don't hesitate to answer it honestly. Is that clear?"

Tristan smiled at her, pinching her cheeks before nodding in agreement. "Sure, ask me so many questions. And just like old times, I will answer you with honesty."

Tristan thought Zhen-Zhen just felt bored with the movie that's why she suddenly proposed to have a Q and A game with him. Of course, he would satisfy his wife by answering her every question.

Unknown to Tristan, Zhen-Zhen's heart was already beating rapidly because of nervousness. She wanted to get some answers but at the same time, she was afraid to know it.

Zhen-Zhen started with a simple question first.

Zhen-Zhen: "What do you like apple or grapes?"

Tristan: "Grapes"

Zhen-Zhen: "Coffee or Milk?"

Tristan: "Coffee"

Zhen-Zhen: "What power do you want, to be invisible or able to fly?"

Tristan paused for a moment, thinking of what to choose. After contemplating for a while, Tristan gave her an answer.

"To be invisible"

"Why? You don't want to fly with me?" Zhen-Zhen probed.

A playful grin flashed on his face while looking at Zhen-Zhen intently.

'Hmm, so that I can do naughty things with you without being seen by FaMo. Hehehe.'

That's what he was thinking but Tristan gave her a different answer. "Hmm, Because my wife already has the power to fly. So I choose the other one. Besides, I like it when you are holding me tightly while we are flying together."

Zhen-Zhe's lips curled up into a bright smile after hearing Tristan's reasoning. Tristan was not lying. That's also his second reason why he chose to be invisible instead of having the ability to fly.

Now, the warm-up questions were done. She would try to ask him and see who he would choose between Hannah and her.

"Tristan, if there is an emergency situation like for example a building is set on fire. Then Hannah and I are trapped inside the building, who will you save first?"

Badum! Badum! Badum!

Zhen-Zhen's heart raced even faster as she waited for Tristan's response. She was all eyes on him, anticipating his response. She almost forgot to breathe.

"Hmm, of course, it will be… Hannah!" Tristan said nonchalantly.

Zhen-Zhen froze for a moment after hearing his response. 'He c-chose... Hannah over me.'

She felt devastated after hearing that. She looked away immediately, then she mumbled "Why, Hannah?"

Tristan had no idea that Zhen-Zhen was trying to test him through this question and answer portion. He didn't know that Zhen-Zhen would be affected and took it to the heart.

"I choose Hannah because you can control fire Zhen-Zhen so you will be alright. And my wife is strong and powerful. She's a demon god's daughter who can manipulate fire." Tristan answered confidently, feeling proud of Zhen-Zhen.

However, Zhen-Zhen took his answer differently. But she tried to ask him the same question but in another situation.

"How about if we are about to fall from a cliff. Which hands will you take first, Hannah or mine?"

Tristan who was oblivious of Zhen-Zhen's true intent for asking him these kinds of questions answered her again without thinking twice.

"I will take Hannah's hand."

Zhen-Zhen was on the verge of crying when she heard Hannah's name once again.

"Why her?"

Tristan chuckled, pinching Zhen-Zhen's nose. "Because my wife can fly. She won't fall from the cliff."

Tristan's reasoning was right but he was fool enough not to notice that Zhen-Zhen's feeling was being affected every time he would choose Hannah.

After a while, Zhen-Zhen suddenly fell silent. Tristan was waiting for her next question but Zhen-Zhen didn't ask him further.

"Wifey, are you done asking questions?"

"Yeah. No more questions." Zhen-Zhen responded, feeling dejected.

Tristan just bobbed his head and hugged her tightly as he focused his attention back on the movie they were watching. He had no idea that he made his wife upset because of his answers.