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

FaMo and Zhen-Zhen were still hugging in her room when FaMo remembered something.

"Zhen-Zhen, I think we should start training now and cultivating your power. The guardian warriors are on the move. They even managed to open a portal and sent a guardian warrior here to follow you." FaMo said with his concerned voice.

He released Zhen-Zhen Stop in his arms. He was now facing her, holding her shoulders.

"I will teach you a sealing technique first. You should learn to conceal your power so that they won't be able to detect your power easily. They could tell if someone possesses a strong aura and magical force like yours."

"No one had seen your face except that guardian warrior. Blending with the human and pretending to be weak like ordinary humans will be helpful for us. They will not easily pinpoint who is the demon god's daughter." FaMo started to think of ways on how they could avoid being traced by the guardian warriors.

"Ok FaMo, I understand."

"Hiding from them is the best option now. We need to strengthen your power first. The Guardian Warriors became powerful to the extent they could even open the portal going to different dimensions." FaMo was concerned about that.

"It was just fortunate that only one guardian warrior appeared in the mountain. If lots of them are present and we are outnumbered, though you are powerful, you will exhaust your power right away. You can't control it yet."

FaMo continued to talk. "Sigh, your inner demon also wasted so much magical power when she tried to create a portal going back to the other world. I could also feel that you drained your power after closing the portal and transferring some of your energy to my body."

"Argh! I want to scold her. She's so reckless. What is she thinking?! I brought you here to keep you safe but she wanted to ruin everything by returning to that world " FaMo lamented with a sigh.

Zhen-Zhen smiled at him apologetically. "Sorry about that FaMo."

FaMo realized that Zhen-Zhen's inner demon was also her. She was part of Zhen-Zhen so it looked like he was also scolding her.

"I will try my best. It won't happen again," Zhen-Zhen added.

FaMo also apologized as well. "Sorry Zhen, I didn't mean to scold you. It's your inner demon I am referring to."

Zhen-Zhen let out a soft giggle, "Yes, I know. Don't feel sorry, my dearest protector and my friend."

FaMo felt touched. He really missed this side of Zhen-Zhen.

"FaMo, by the way, Tristan was looking for you. What shall we do now? Can you transform back now in your cat form?" Zhen-Zhen asked FaMo.

As much as she wanted to see her Father's physical form, Zhen-Zhen was still missing FaMo's cat form.

FaMo fell silent for a moment. He was trying to figure out something. Zhen-Zhen was waiting for him to speak up. It did not take long when FaMo spoke again.

"The truth is… I can't transform back to my cat form or either fuse with your body right now. I am stuck with this form for the time being." FaMo smiled sheepishly at Zhen-Zhen while scratching his face.

Zhen-Zhen: "..."

"The divine sword that the guardian warrior might be the reason for this phenomenon. I have to regain back my power and heal my wound. Can I stay with you and your husband using this form while I am still recuperating?" FaMo asked Zhen-Zhen expectantly.

"Of course, you can!" Zhen-Zhen promptly responded with her cheerful voice.

"Oh, Tristan had mistaken me as your father. Can I continue pretending that I am your Father, the demon god? I don't want to let him know that I am FaMo."

Zhen-Zhen paused for a moment, thinking about that. After a while, she gave her approval by nodding at FaMo.

Zhen-Zhen was thinking that this was a good opportunity for FaMo and Tristan to spend time and bond together while FaMo was in his human form.

At least now, Tristan could talk to him and FaMo could also communicate with Tristan. If he was in his cat form, FaMo was not allowed to talk to Tristan because he was pretending to be an ordinary cat.

She hoped FaMo's and Tristan's relationship would improve once they started communicating like this. She was glad to see the two of them talking to each other a while ago.

"By the way, how's your wound?" Her concern for FaMo resurfaced as she remembered his wound.

FaMo removed his upper clothes, revealing his muscular body to Zhen-Zhen. The demon god has the body of a warrior, strong and sturdy.

FaMo turned around and showed Zhen-Zhen. His wound was still fresh. The mark of the sword was imprinted on his right upper back just below his shoulder.

Zhen-Zhen traced his back, her eyes fixed on his wound. Her heart ached for FaMo. She knew that this kind of wound inflicted by the divine sword was too painful for FaMo.

"Don't worry, Zhen-Zhen. It will be healed after a week." FaMo reassured Zhen-Zhen.

He could feel that she was sad and feeling down about what happened. He didn't want her to blame herself.

"Alright. Let me teach you about how to conceal your power now." FaMo turned to face Zhen-Zhen. They needed to be more cautious and careful now.

Zhen-Zhen just nodded at him. FaMo taught Zhen-Zhen how to seal her power and how to remove the seal as well. This sealing technique would help Zhen-Zhen to conceal her power so that the guardian warriors couldn't sense her strong magical force.

Zhen-Zhen was a fast learner. She learned everything after a few attempts. They were just finished sealing her power when Tristan came back.

He already brought their dinner tonight. After putting everything in the dining area, he headed to Zhen-Zhen's room to call her and FaMo.

When he arrived he didn't see them in the living room so he guessed that they were in Zhen-Zhen's room.

Upon opening the door, Tristan called the two of them.

"Zhen-Zhen, Master, the food is ready. Let's take our dinner now."

Zhen-Zhen frowned when she heard that, "Master?"

FaMo felt alarmed when Zhen-Zhen noticed Tristan calling him Master.

Tristan was about to confirm it when FaMo cut him off immediately.

"You fool… who are you calling Master? You should call me Father! I'm your father-in-law!"

Tristan: "..."