Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless. The sight of Yan Wenmo being held in Xiao Cui's arms with such grievance made the Demon Lord even more furious.

This Yan Shisan, he is not good at pretending to be a woman, does he really think he is a woman? !

Or maybe he wanted to take advantage of Xiao Cui?! How scheming he really is?! Xiao Cui was also naive, but she was fooled by this guy.

But no matter what the Demon Lord thought, Xiao Cui comforted Yan Wenmo for a long time. In the end, Xiao Cui asked the kitchen to prepare hot water, and Yan Wenmo took a bath for a full hour. Only then was it over.

Because she was afraid that Xiao Cui would discover her identity, Yan Wenmo took a bath by herself. She rubbed her skin until it turned red, like a cooked shrimp, and then she gave up the idea of ​​continuing to bathe.

Yan Wenmo had just finished taking a shower and walked out of the house slowly with her long wet hair. As soon as she walked out of the house, Xiao Cui came over considerately, asked her to sit on the chair outside the door, and wiped her hair considerately.

The Demon Lord looked at her obedient appearance with disdain and curled his lips, but Xiao Cui muttered:

"Ma'am, your hair is so soft and smooth, like silk?!"

Hearing her say this, the Demon Lord subconsciously glanced at Yan Wenmo's hair. Her long hair, as black as ink, was casually scattered, matching her snow-white skin and her lowered and submissive eyebrows. She did look a bit feminine.

He remembered that in his memory, the lady also sat obediently on the chair and let the maids who served her help her wipe her hair. At that time, the maids would apply osmanthus hair oil on her hair, which smelled sweet and very nice.

Then, the next moment, Xiao Cui took out the osmanthus oil and applied it to Yan Wenmo as if she were familiar with it.

The Demon Lord's mouth twitched slightly at first, but when he saw Yan Wenmo's expression, which looked like it should be like this, he felt that he might have been overthinking.

After applying the hair oil, Yan Wenmo leaned back in the chair with her eyes closed, enjoying the sun. Xiao Cui gently combed her long hair, with an unnaturally gentle expression.

The Demon Lord looked at the scene silently, then asked a passing servant to bring him a stool and sat next to Yan Wenmo.

He didn't know if it was the Demon Lord's subconscious at work, but he always felt that Yan Wenmo, with her lazy posture, except for her not having a very curvy figure, really looked like a woman, a gentle and elegant woman.

Thinking of this, the Demon Lord realized belatedly that this girl named Yan Shisan rarely lost her temper. Except for those few times when she really annoyed her, she really didn't even have any extra expression.

In fact, if she was really a woman, although she could not become his wife, it would be nice to keep her by his side and become a concubine or something like that. After all, his family was wealthy and powerful, so he could afford to support a woman.

Or, just keep her here, and when you are free, you can come to see her and accompany her, which is also good.

The more the Demon Lord thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very good, and even his expression could not help but show joy. Yan Wenmo was stared at by him for a long time and really felt impatient, so he simply stood up and prepared to walk around.

The yard was very large, with nine twists and turns and a new scene at every step. Yan Wenmo walked for a long time before he found a pavilion.

Although Chunshui City has a mild climate, it is autumn after all, so the pavilion inevitably has a bit of a bleak atmosphere.

Yan Wenmo sat in the pavilion, looking at the scenery around him, thinking about tomorrow's events, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

She was a little afraid that she couldn't save her fourth uncle, and that an accident would happen at that time. She was even more afraid that she would be powerless and could only watch them die in front of her.

It turns out that waiting is the most difficult thing. Every minute and every second, you are hesitating in fear of gains and losses. It is better to let her experience it now, at least without looking back.

Feeling bored, Yan Wenmo took out the pipa from the system space and couldn't help but strum it randomly to express his inner frustration.

Seeing Yan Wenmo actually playing the pipa, Xiao Cui beside her looked at her slightly frowned brows and glanced at her neck which had now returned to its original color. She always felt that the master was not worthy of her wife.

What's so good about the master?! He makes his wife unwilling to leave him even if she dies. He treats his wife so badly, but she still doesn't leave him?! Is he really not afraid of being beaten to death by the master?!

She didn't want the Madam to die. The Madam was such a good person and shouldn't be with a man like the Master.

She felt that her husband should hold her in his hands, care for her carefully, and be gentle and considerate, rather than beating and scolding her and getting furious at her.

She originally thought that the master was a good man, but she didn't expect that not only was he seduced by the vixen, but he also assaulted his wife. Thinking of her previous praise for the master, Xiao Cui felt that she was extremely blind.

As expected, you can't judge a book by its cover. Although the master looks good, he has a bad temper and bad character. Lai Fu is better because he is down-to-earth, steady and reliable.

So, when choosing a man, you really can’t just look at his appearance. If that good-looking man has the same personality as my master, if I follow him, I’m afraid I’ll have to suffer for the rest of my life.

It is better to find a man with a good personality, steady work style, and down-to-earth hard work. Although the master is rich, handsome, and can draw eyebrows and do lipstick, he will beat your wife.

Unlike Lai Fu, although he is not as good-looking as the master, he has a good personality. He hands over his monthly salary in full, does not save any private money, and does not run around recklessly.

Apart from the tasks assigned by the master, she spent all day settling accounts in the mansion, and she did not flirt with other women or cause trouble.

Even if there were other maids attached to him, they would all be bought by him. After all, when the master was not around, he was the most powerful person in the mansion. Buying a few maids was no big deal.

The more Xiao Cui thought about it, the more she felt that Lai Fu was a good man. Although he had obvious shortcomings, compared with the master, they were all advantages.

She felt that she had to grab this good guy before others discovered him. Otherwise, if he was snatched away, wouldn't she have to choose someone else? !

Others are not as good as him. Thinking of this, she decided to be gentler to Lai Fu to prevent him from being seduced away by someone else.

Lai Fu arrived with a food box. He placed it on the table in the pavilion, arranged everything, and said:

"Madam, this is a popular pastry in Chunshui City recently. The master asked someone to buy some for you. Do you want to try it?!"

Yan Wenmo didn't reply, and it was unclear whether he didn't hear it or it was because of something else. Seeing this, Lai Fu glanced at Xiao Cui who was smiling at him, quietly walked around and handed her a paper bag.

Xiao Cui took the paper package and opened it carefully. After discovering the hairpin in the package, her face turned red. She looked at Lai Fu shyly and nodded.

Lai Fu came to her today to discuss their marriage. Xiao Cui was a little hesitant at first. After all, Lai Fu looked honest and dull, and she was afraid that she would waste her time if she was with him.

As a result, the situation changed immediately when the master arrived. Being honest and dull was not a shortcoming, but domestic violence was. In such a comparison, Lai Fu was really a good man.

Or maybe she was lucky to have met Lai Fu, the Madam. Alas, when she thought of this, Xiao Cui couldn't help but look at Yan Wenmo with some sympathy, thinking to herself, how unlucky was the Madam to have met the Master? !

As soon as Lai Fu arrived, the Demon Lord came. He looked at the pastries in the pavilion, then looked at Yan Wenmo who was playing the pipa, and simply sat down to listen to the music.

Ke Xin had a problem and couldn't calm down. Even though she played the pipa well, she still couldn't calm down. Yan Wenmo sighed and decided to give up.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. After all, even if I stay here and think about all sorts of things, it's not tomorrow after all. It would put too much pressure on myself. I might as well take the opportunity to take a rest and let tomorrow take its course.

I will just focus on one thing and work hard, and leave the rest to fate.