Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

Tang Yue tilted her head to look at him. Lin Hao's expression was so unbearable to look at. He always had that look in his eyes. Whenever she left without him, he would look pitiful, as if he was about to be abandoned. But as soon as she came back, he would immediately become energetic again. She was really impressed.

"Okay, you're back. I'm giving you the day off. Go take a shower by yourself, and I'll take you out to play after you're done."

"Okay, little sister," Lin Hao immediately smiled and looked Tang Yue up and down before leaving.

After glancing at the simpleton Lin Hao, Murong Minglang couldn't help but ask, "Little Tang, he keeps calling you 'little sister,' doesn't that bother you?"

If it were him, a grown man, being called "sister" by a fool every day, he would have thrown the person away long ago.

But he noticed that Tang Yue seemed to really like her.

Because of this incident, he had doubted many times whether she was a woman or not, but... whenever he thought of her swinging that huge axe hammer around, he couldn't imagine who would dare to marry her if she were a woman!

Thinking of this, his eyelids twitched.

Hey, all the bad stuff has flown away, all of it has flown away.

Tang Yue didn't answer, but went into the bedroom.

Murong Minglang didn't care. He just shook his head to shake off the absurd image and followed Tang Yue into the house. Tang Yue slammed the door shut, pulled Murong Minglang onto a stool, and stared at him intently.

In a gentle tone: "Young Master Lang, you're not allowed to get angry when I tell you this, okay?"

Huh? She actually had something to hide from him?

However… he glanced at her a couple more times, and decided to forgive her, considering how honest she was.

"Okay, go ahead!" Ever since that incident, his tone had been cold and arrogant.

Tang Yue didn't mind: "Alright, Young Master Lang, get ready!"

Murong Minglang was about to say "Tch," since he didn't need to prepare anything, when Tang Yue spoke up, "Actually, I'm a girl... uh, just a young lady."

She was afraid he wouldn't understand, so she translated it for him.

Upon hearing this, Murong Minglang doubted his own ears. He roughly cleaned his ears, his tone filled with disbelief: "What did you say? Say it again!"

Tang Yue repeated herself, seemingly tired of it all: "I said, I'm a woman, you know? A woman with big breasts, long legs, and beauty!"

Murong Minglang:...

His silence was deafening, and his fists were cracking!

"You...you?"

"Women?"

"And...and...and beautiful women with big breasts and long legs?"

"You're really shameless!"

Murong Minglang and Tang Yue were used to bickering and teasing each other, and their speech had become a bit rough. But when it came to breasts and legs, their faces still couldn't help but turn red, like a colorful condiment dish.

Not only did he become famous, but Tang Yue also became famous, or rather, famous for being angry.

"You... can't you speak properly? Do you know how huge a blow this is to a girl?" Tang Yue clutched her chest with her right hand and slammed her left hand on the table. Murong Minglang hadn't expected Tang Yue to be so agitated.

He was even more agitated than the person who was scammed, even though he was the one who was scammed.

"Then...then do you have the demeanor of a girl?" He crossed his legs, dangling his toes, his face was dark and sallow, without a single...nothing protruding, and he spoke in a loud voice, sounding more manly than him.

Tang Yue immediately put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "How am I not acting like a girl? Let me tell you, little one, I'm actually very pretty. When the opportunity comes, I'll seduce you to death, hmph!"

"Come on, I'd rather you were a man," Murong Minglang rolled his eyes and silently moved away from Tang Yue, who was at least a girl.

Tang Yue didn't bother arguing with a child. She leaned closer to him and continued, "Then just treat me like a man. That's why I told you you hate being lied to, right? Anyway, if you think I'm a man, then I'm a man. If you think I'm a woman, then I can be a woman. It doesn't matter. I'm a good actress anyway..."

Murong Minglang lowered his eyes: "Alright, I understand. You won't lie to me anymore, right?"

"That's it. This is my biggest secret. I've told you everything, so don't tell anyone else, or how will I ever get jobs and make money again?"

Murong Minglang was speechless. Her reward this time was 300,000 taels of gold. His stepmother was so distressed that she kept coming to cause trouble, but he secretly turned her away. Unfortunately, she was still naive and looked down on the First Madam. This past month felt more tiring than the first half of his life.

He couldn't help but ask, "You... wasn't the reward quite a lot this time? Isn't it enough for you to live on for the rest of your life?"

"Not enough, of course not enough. Besides, who would complain about having too much money? If I earn more, I'll have to raise my husband in luxury later in life. I don't want my husband to be miserable."

"You..." He was speechless for a moment. Since ancient times, it has been men who have supported the family. Who... what woman would be so shameless as to want to support her husband!

Suddenly, he thought of that big, helpless guy, Lin Hao.

He immediately looked at him with disdain and asked:

"So, you didn't actually fall for that big, dumb guy, did you?"

So when he just asked her, didn't she feel uncomfortable? That's why she didn't answer him.

Actually, it wasn't that Tang Yue didn't want to reply. First, she was indeed a woman, and considering that she would be telling Murong Minglang later, she felt there was no need to say anything. Second, she really wasn't feeling any distress.

but……

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly be interested in him?"

"Your judgment is sound, isn't it?"

Do you think he's smart enough to know what married life is?

"besides……"

Tang Yue continued to berate Murong Minglang, and Murong Minglang had no idea how she could talk so much. If she were a woman, her husband would be driven crazy by her.

He was lost in his own thoughts. Tang Yue, who was happily questioning him, started to get restless. By the fourth question, her hand was already on Murong Minglang's head.

Then she asked a question in return, and she rubbed his hand. Murong Minglang wanted to escape, but Tang Yue chased after him closely.

Emma, ​​she really went to great lengths and used all her acting skills to get that big head to be rubbed.

Murong Minglang lowered his head, knowing he was in the wrong, but not knowing why, and obediently and awkwardly let Tang Yue rub him.

Tang Yue became more and more addicted to rubbing, and continued rubbing her head for half an hour without stopping.

The victimized owner couldn't take it anymore; he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Alright, stop acting. You've rubbed your head enough. As a girl, you shouldn't rub just anyone's head. Aren't you afraid of getting dirty?"