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

After freshening up, Tristan went downstairs while Zhen-Zhen took her bath. Matthew had also arrived in the mansion, bringing a set of clothes for Zhen-Zhen and Tristan. He stayed in the living room for a while.

Grandpa Lu and Lucas were already drinking their coffee in the dining area. Isabelle let their family chef cook their breakfast today. She also joined Lucas and Grandpa Lu in the dining area, waiting for Tristan and Zhen-Zhen to come down.

Hannah and Andrew left early this morning because they also promised Hannah's parents that they would have family breakfast today.

When Tristan arrived in the dining area, Lucas, Isabelle, and Grandpa Lu exchanged meaningful glances with one another while simply eyeing Tristan.

They were observing his facial expression, searching for a sign whether he was satisfied or he performed very well last night. Did he get tired?

Meanwhile, Tristan maintained his poker face as he made his own coffee before joining his parents and grandpa at the dining table.

Cough! Cough!

Grandpa Lu cleared his throat, giving Isabelle and Lucas a signal. He wanted them to interrogate their son when Tristan sat down, joining them.

"Son, good morning. How's your sleep?" Isabelle simply asked Tristan.

Tristan looked up, moving his gaze from his parents to his grandpa. He smiled at them, but his smile had no hint of humor at all.

"I got a Good Good Good Night sleep because of the milk you prepared Mom," Tristan emphasized the word 'good' while looking at his grandpa with his sharp eyes.

Grandpa Lu: "..."

Lucas: "..."

Isabelle: "..."

The three of them fell silent. From the tone of Tristan's voice, they could tell that he was able to figure out what they did to the husband and wife last night. He even mentioned the milk. The three of them just looked away, feigning innocence.

"Oh, by the way, I think FaMo really liked the milk you've made Mom. He's the one who drank Lillie's milk last night."

Isabelle: "..."

Lucas: "Cough! Cough!"

Grandpa Lu: "Cough! Cough!"

Grandpa Lu and Lucas choke on their coffee when they heard the last remarks of Tristan. Isabelle, on the other hand, was at a loss for words. She became worried about FaMo.

"Where's FaMo?" Isabelle immediately asked Tristan.

"Hmm, I didn't see him yet. He disappeared last night after drinking the milk. I think he was not feeling well. Actually, I'm planning to bring him to the veterinary clinic today. He was acting weird last night," Tristan lied to them to make them feel guilty. He didn't see FaMo acting weird last night.

Grandpa Lu made eye-to-eye contact with Isabelle as if saying, 'I told you so. You should have made them drink it in front of you.'

'Oh, my poor FaMo,' Isabelle thought to herself.

Then Tristan decided to stop beating around the bush. "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, do you have anything to confess to me now? I'm giving you the chance now while my wife is not around."

Isabelle chewed on her lower lip, glancing in the direction of Grandpa Lu. Lucas looked down, pretending he didn't hear Tristan and he was busy reading the morning newspaper in his hand.

Grandpa Lu took a deep breath. He knew there's no point to deny it. His grandson was smart and he already learned that they had done something last night.

But instead of directly admitting their crime to Tristan, Grandpa Lu asked him about last night.

"How is it, grandson? Did you perform well? Did you satisfy your wife? How many rounds?" Grandpa Lu bombarded him with so many questions.

Tristan: "..."

He couldn't believe that his grandpa would be as shameless as this. 

'How can he ask me this kind of very private questions in front of my parents? Is he expecting me to answer that honestly? Tsk Tsk Tsk. As expected to this sneaky sly shameless old man!' Tristan complained in his mind while eyeing his grandpa with disbelief.

"Pffft," Lucas tried his best to hold his laughter but failed.

Isabelle also shook her head helplessly. Her father-in-law was really eager to know what happened to the husband and wife last night.

Tristan shot his father a cold stare thus stopping him from laughing.

"Dad, this is not funny at all." 

Then he turned to his mother, "Mom, how could you do this to me and to your daughter-in-law? Seriously? Scheming against us and conniving with grandpa?"

After making his mom guilty, Tristan shifted his gaze to his grandpa. 

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, grandpa, but nothing happened to us," Tristan said while flashing his triumphant smile.

"Thanks to my Strong Self-Control," Tristan added confidently, emphasizing his last words.

But his alter ego reacted, 'Strong self-control your ass?! You barely managed to stop yourself from ravishing your wife. You even shamelessly asked her to help you relieve yourself.'

"Weh? Is that true? Hahaha. Don't fool us, son. I don't believe you. How can you resist your wife's charm especially if you are under the influence of a drug?" Lucas quickly reacted to Tristan's remarks.

Isabelle also bobbed her head, supporting her husband's claim. Grandpa Lu also watched Tristan suspiciously. Because of his reputation, no one believed him.

"What?! Why are you all giving me that kind of look? Am I not believable now?"

"Are you sure? Nothing happened?" Grandpa Lu asked him, lifting an eyebrow.

Isabelle and Lucas also assessed him, eyeing him expectantly.

Tristan looked at them helplessly. 'Well, something did happen but it's different from what you are thinking. And you don't need to know that.

"Anyway, that's not my point here. What I want to emphasize to all of you is that I don't want this incident to happen again. Please be patient, Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. Don't meddle in my married life. You will have a grandchild at the right time. Please give us more time." 

"My wife is still studying, did you forget about that? There are things that we also need to work out with each other… things that we need to know about each other. We have to strengthen our relationship as a married couple before we proceed to the next level. Can you understand what I am saying?"

Grandpa Lu and his parents were rendered speechless. Hearing Tristan's plea and complaint, they understood his point of view. They had to admit that they didn't consider those things. They acted recklessly and selfishly.

"Son, we apologized for that. We will not do it again," Isabelle reassured him. Lucas nodded to support his wife's statement.

"Alright! Alright! This grandpa can wait for another more years before meeting my great-grandchild," Grandpa said, heaving a frustrated sigh.

Tristan gave them a grateful smile after hearing that.

"Hmm, But I have a big problem… To solve it, I think I need your help with something… are you willing to help me, Mom, Dad, Grandpa?"