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

Chapter 167 FaMo Is Not Feeling Well

Grandpa Lu and Tristan's parents were plotting against the husband and wife. But the question was 'Will they succeed?'.

FaMo was also a great stumbling block for Tristan to consummate their marriage. He would not be able to touch Zhen-Zhen as long as FaMo was there, watching them.

However, this time, the circumstances seemed to be favorable to Grandpa Lu's plan as something unexpected happened to FaMo.

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The head Butler arrived, holding the things they needed to implement tonight's plan. Grandpa Lu ordered him to give the potion to Isabelle and she knew what to do next.

The butler complied with Grandpa Lu's command. Isabelle was waiting for him in the kitchen while Lucas joined the young couples in the living room.

He entertained them, keeping them busy and occupied as Isabelle prepared the drinks for Tristan and Lillie. She would mix the potion that has an aphrodisiac effect on their drinks.

That's also the time Zhen-Zhen went to the kitchen to drink water. Isabelle jolted in shock the moment she saw her. She's nervous and restless because she's doing something behind their backs.

'Oh, dear… I'm sorry for doing this,' Isabelle apologized to Zhen-Zhen in her mind.

"Oh dear, you're here. Do you need anything?" Isabelle asked her, feigning innocence as if she was not doing something wrong right now.

"I'm thirsty, Mom," Zhen-Zhen said before drinking the glass of water in her hands.

Isabelle nodded, "Are you done with your planning session?"

"Yes, Mom. Andrew and Hannah went to their room already. Tristan, Dad, and Grandpa are still talking in the living room," Zhen-Zhen answered Isabelle as she walked towards the sink to wash the glass that she just used.

"Just leave it there, dear," Isabelle said but Zhen-Zhen still washed it.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm always doing this at Tristan's place, in our home," Zhen-Zhen said with a bright smile.

'Oh, she's so sweet,' Isabelle thought to herself.

Isabelle was talking to her for a while, looking for a chance to give her the drinks she made for Tristan and Lillie.

After a few seconds, Tristan joined them in the kitchen as he followed his wife.

"Wifey, let's go upstairs now and take a rest. You still have class tomorrow," Tristan said while hugging Zhen-Zhen from behind.

Zhen-Zhen just bobbed her head in agreement, then she turned to Isabelle. "Mom, we will go to bed now. Good night."

"Oh dear, wait. Bring this with you. I made this for both of you. Drink this before you go to sleep so that you can have sweet dreams," Isabelle said to them meaningfully.

"Alright, Mom! We will drink this upstairs." Tristan was the one who grabbed the two glasses in Isabelle's hands.

"Good night, Mom!" Tristan added before he guided his wife to their room.

Soon the husband and wife left Isabelle in the kitchen. Grandpa Lu and Lucas approached Isabelle right away to ask for updates.

"How is it, Honey? What drinks did you give them?" Lucas asked Isabelle expectantly.

Grandpa Lu was also anticipating her reply.

"I gave them two glasses of milk. I mixed the potion very well. They brought the milk with them upstairs," Isabelle gave them an okay sign while smiling cheerfully.

Grandpa Lu: "..."

It was Lucas who reacted. "Milk? As in milk? Why milk?"

"Well, so that they will not get suspicious. Besides, milk is good for the body before going to sleep," Isabelle said matter-of-factly.

Grandpa Lu massaged his temples and said, "You should have made them drink it in front of you."

"Dad, relax. I assure you. They will drink it. Hmm. Let's wait. Besides, Lillie almost caught me a while ago. I hope she didn't see that I mixed something in their drinks. If I insisted a while ago then they might be suspicious of me," Isabelle explained to Grandpa Lu.

"Alright. Let's wait and see what will happen," Grandpa Lu mumbled.

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Meanwhile, Tristan and Zhen-Zhen arrived in their room. It was Tristan's former room when he was still living in the Davis Family Mansion. FaMo was following them behind.

"Wifey, I will take a quick shower for a while. You can also explore my room first while waiting for your turn," Tristan said while putting the glass of milk on the bedside table.

Zhen-Zhen nodded at him, "Drink your milk first."

Tristan complied as he drank the milk. After that, he walked into the bathroom. Phase One of the plan succeeded. Now, Zhen-Zhen only needed to drink her own milk.

She was about to drink it when FaMo suddenly approached her.

'Zhen-Zhen, what's that?' FaMo couldn't help but ask her.

'FaMo, it's milk. The one you always drink every morning.' Zhen-Zhen responded promptly.

FaMo's face brightened up after hearing that. Milk was his favorite drink.

'Can I have some?' FaMo asked her with a pleading look.

Zhen-Zhen giggled after seeing FaMo's expression.

'Sure, you can drink this. I will just make a new one for me.' Zhen-Zhen said to him.

With that, Zhen-Zhen gave the glass of milk to FaMo. FaMo gladly accepted it. After a few seconds, FaMo had emptied the glass as he finished drinking the milk inside the glass.

'Are you happy now, FaMo? This milk is prepared by Mom. Is it sweet?' Zhen-Zhen asked FaMo happily.

'Yes, milk is always the best!'

Zhen-Zhen was petting FaMo's head. "Wait for me here. I will just bring these empty glasses downstairs."

FaMo just nodded his head at her.

It did not take long when Zhen-Zhen came back into the room, holding another glass of milk. Tristan was still in the bathroom.

After drinking her milk, she noticed FaMo who kept tossing on the bed.

"FaMo, what are you doing? Are you okay?" Zhen-Zhen asked him curiously.

FaMo stood up and faced Zhen-Zhen with his indescribable expression.

'Zhen-Zhen, I couldn't understand. I couldn't explain what I'm feeling right now. I feel so hot that I want to release my fireballs. I'm not feeling well,' FaMo complained to her.

'Huh, what's wrong?' Zhen-Zhen asked him worriedly.

'I don't know. Can I go back and fuse with you? I need to put myself in deep concentration and sleep mode, or else I might fail to control my powers and might set this house on fire.' FaMo was burning inside and he felt really uncomfortable.