The world has gone mad; the movie queen's rebirth mission is to have children.

Chapter 215 The Little Fox Transforms into a Human, the Demon Lord is Busy Chasing His Wife - 65

"You all let her run wild, what use are you to her!"

The servant quickly knelt down, "Demon Lord, the Madam is also a master. We dare not disobey your orders!"

He originally just wanted to see his wife, but now she has prepared such a big surprise for him.

The men lined up and walked up to Mu Wanwan one by one.

Although these men were all good-looking and had a good temperament, they were definitely far inferior to Yan Shuo.

She had already seen Yan Shuo peeking out from outside the door.

It seems the real show is about to begin.

Mu Wanwan, who was sitting, suddenly stood up, put her hand on the man's shoulder, and walked around him once.

Her fingertips lingered on the man's chest, then poked it lightly before she shyly withdrew her hand.

"Nice appearance, keep it!"

The servant shouted, "Number 1, stay! Bestow flowers!"

Then another servant brought him a tulip, which the man happily reached out to take.

Before his hand could even touch the flower, he was struck by an invisible force and immediately withdrew it, clutching his arm and groaning in pain.

Mu Wanwan took three steps at a time and stood in front of Yan Shuo, hands on her hips, glaring at him angrily.

It was clearly Mu Wanwan who made the mistake, and Yan Shuo felt embarrassed by her stare.

"Yan Shuo, I'm hiring people to do the work, what's it to you? Are you trying to cause trouble?"

Yan Shuo dared not speak out in anger, remaining silent and standing motionless with a huff.

Mu Wanwan immediately grabbed his ear and shooed him outside.

The servant immediately introduced the young men who came to "apply" to the job, saying, "My lady is joking with the Demon Lord right now."

The servants were always Yan Shuo's subordinates, so naturally their hearts were with Yan Shuo.

In just one sentence, Yan Shuo's identity was exposed, and the handsome men next to him instantly broke out in a sweat.

How could they dare to displease the Demon Lord? They thanked the servants and quickly made their escape.

Fearing for his life, the servant feigned surprise, "Brothers, don't go! My lady has just seen one. You all still have a chance."

Upon hearing the servant's shout, Mu Wanwan immediately released Yan Shuo's ear and ran back to stop the handsome man who had not yet left.

"Hey guys, don't go! I'll stay with you all!"

The handsome man dared not linger. He immediately bowed and said, "I'm sorry, my family has suddenly changed their minds and won't let me work in the Demon Palace. I have other matters to attend to at home, so I'll be leaving now, Madam!"

The other person quickly bowed as well, saying, "Madam, my fiancée is waiting for me at home. I must go now."

With all sorts of bizarre reasons, the once bustling courtyard soon became deserted.

Yan Shuo rubbed his ears, standing at the door, too afraid to go in, and peered inside.

The servant carrying the tulips glanced at Mu Wanwan, who was sulking, and said, "Mistress, the flowers are quite beautiful. I'll go find a vase to put them in and admire them. It would be a shame to throw them away."

Mu Wanwan waved her hand at him, and the servant, as if granted a pardon, quickly made his escape.

She glanced at Yan Shuo, who was standing outside like a statue waiting for his wife, and found his expression quite amusing.

Well, the goal of imitation has already been achieved. Yan Shuo is probably furious right now.

She turned and went back to her room, ignoring Yan Shuo who was still standing outside the door.

Instead of seeing a smiley face, Wanwan got angry, and he began to reflect on himself.

He looked down at his physique, then touched his chest muscles, which were hard and broad, no less impressive than those of the men he had just seen.

He touched his face again. He was considered a handsome man in the demon realm, and he had an aura that those men simply did not possess.

Then I looked at my clothes again—black!

He recalled that all his clothes seemed to be black, with no other bright colors. It seemed he would have to change into some other colors to see her tomorrow.

Then he touched his hair bun.

Could it be that Wanwan doesn't like this style of hairstyle? It seems like I've had this hairstyle for so many years, it's time for a change! Tomorrow I'll have the servants help me style a different hairstyle, maybe Wanwan will like it.

With nothing to do and not wanting to pay attention to the man outside the door, Mu Wanwan picked up her needle and thread and started doing needlework.

"Boom!"

As thunder rumbled, Mu Wanwan looked out the window. Soon after, a torrential downpour began, with rainwater cascading down the eaves and making a pattering sound.

A servant rushed in, “Madam, the Demon Lord is still standing outside and hasn’t left. He’s completely soaked.”

Mu Wanwan paused for a moment, holding the needle. "He likes to get wet in the rain, what does that have to do with me!"

The servant hesitated, then sighed and left.

They dared not rashly offer Yan Shuo an umbrella without the lady's order, so they could only persuade her, "Demon Lord, look how angry the lady is right now, and it's raining so hard, why don't you go back first?"

Yan Shuo stood there motionless, his gaze fixed on the direction of Mu Wanwan's room.

It's raining so hard, Wanwan will definitely feel sorry for you getting soaked.

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, the servant could only leave dejectedly.

Time passed by, and Mu Wanwan had already embroidered several patterns on the fabric. Her back was a little sore from sitting for so long, so she stood up and stretched.

"Master! Yan Shuo is still in the rain!" The pig jumped up and down, then lay down on the pattern she had just embroidered.

She quickly walked to the window and pushed it open. She saw Yan Shuo standing motionless at the door, his hair plastered to his face and his body soaked.

Mu Wanwan was originally determined not to care about him, but when she saw him soaked to the bone, she couldn't help but grab an umbrella.

Yan Shuo's head was like mush, dizzy and unable to focus. He lowered his head, shivering with cold, when suddenly a pair of embroidered shoes appeared in front of him.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes blurred by the rain, unable to make out the face of the person who had just arrived.

The only female owner in this courtyard was Mu Wanwan, so he knew that his persistence had finally paid off.

Wanwan came out to see him!

A slight smile played on his lips. "Wanwan~"

"Ding, favorability increased by 5, current favorability total 95, childbirth task progress 0."

With a shout, he stumbled forward, and Mu Wanwan quickly reached out to catch him. "Yan Shuo~ stop pretending!"

Yan Shuo's throat burned with pain. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. Finally, he closed his eyes in her arms.

Mu Wanwan quickly called for servants to help, and together they carried Yan Shuo back to his room. She didn't even care why her favorability rating had increased by 5 points.

She didn't even care that her clothes were wet, and quickly told the servants to prepare bathwater for Yan Shuo, the hotter the better!

Looking at his clothes, she was stumped; the clothes he was wearing were not easy to take off.

"Yan Shuo, did I owe you something in my past life? You even know how to use a self-inflicted injury trick! Wait until you're fully recovered, and see how I deal with you!"

It took her a lot of effort to remove Yan Shuo's clothes, and then she had the servants help her get him into the bathtub to soak.