My stunning iceberg CEO wife

Chapter 618: Chapter 617: Tremors at Qingcheng International (Part 3)

"Darn, does the Evil God have so many fangirls?" Mu Chen wondered curiously.

"Boss, in the past, you had a lot of fangirls within the Shadow Force, but ever since you claimed the throne of the Shadow King and became renowned worldwide, you’re not just a king, but your admirers have only grown. You have no idea how charming you appear to men and women abroad," Qilin said with a smile.

"Is it really that serious?" Mu Chen hadn’t really given much thought to his fans.

"Boss, you’ve only got eyes for the women in Tianhai City. You’ve ignored the whole forest for the sake of a few trees, so of course, you wouldn’t know," Qilin chuckled.

"Fine! But now, even a Fairy would be useless. Poor me, in this life, I can only enjoy these dozen or so women," Mu Chen lamented.

"Boss, who told you to marry so quickly and be under your wife’s thumb? Suffering, right?" Qilin laughed heartily.

"However, it’s not all that bad; each of my women is a Fairy. Only those at Saint Level could perhaps compare with their beauty," Mu Chen added with a smile.

"Boss, to each their own, I’m off to chase some girls," Qilin laughed and then immediately hung up the phone.

"That Qilin is clearly just trying to provoke me," Mu Chen said seriously, resigning himself to a life without flirting.

"Sneaky flirting, don’t get caught by the wifey," Mu Chen chuckled, and then immediately returned to his company.

Before long, Mu Chen appeared inside Qingcheng International and on his way, greeted many familiar faces: Sawtooth, his middle school classmate Zhang Meng, Ying Zi, and others, all of whom greeted Mu Chen in response.

Mu Chen quickly entered Qingcheng International and immediately noticed two people: one was a middle-aged man with some stubble but tall and well-built, a real hunk; the other, a woman with curly, golden hair, blue eyes, and a statuesque figure, absolutely stunning with a beauty score of about ninety-six.

And there were many people around these two, mostly fans asking for autographs. These were employees of Qingcheng International, and many were involved in fashion. It was no surprise they recognized these famous figures.

"Are you two Angel and Nible?" Mu Chen asked, looking towards the pair.

They turned to him, and right from the first glance, they could tell there was something extraordinary about Mu Chen. His aura and gaze emanated the presence of a king.

"Yes, we are. But are you Lord Evil God?" they asked excitedly.

"Just call me Mu Chen," he responded with a smile, acknowledging his identity.

"Evil God, it really is the Evil God, so exciting!" Nible exclaimed in shock.

"Lord Evil God, I admire you so much," Angel said, her expression changing to that of an excited fangirl.

"This..." Mu Chen was at a loss.

"Darn, what’s going on here?"

"Are these the same distinguished Angel and handsome Nible? They’re obviously Mu Chen’s fans."

"I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it."

Everyone was stunned. They were deeply curious about Mu Chen and wanted to know more about him.

"So, would you be willing to spend a night in a room with me?" Mu Chen teased while pinching Angel’s chin.

"I would give everything for Lord Evil God. Rest assured, my body is clean, at your disposal," Angel said earnestly.

"Really?" Mu Chen asked again.

"Really," Angel affirmed.

"Then let’s save that for later," Mu Chen replied with a smile.

"Lord Evil God, I give you my life," Nible said seriously.

"What am I going to do with your life? Just do your job well, got it?"

"Yes, Lord Evil God."

"Darn, awesome."

"My idol is saying it’s okay to be at Mu Chen’s whim."

"My idol is giving their life to Mu Chen."

"Am I seeing ghosts today?"

"Is this too big of a gamble?"

"Is Mu Chen a deity? No, wait, God?"

For a moment, everyone was left staring with wide eyes, in utter shock, completely bewildered by Mu Chen.

"Who here is from the fashion department?" Mu Chen asked.

"I am," a girl immediately raised her hand.

"Show these two around and get them familiar with the environment. From now on, they will be part of the fashion department. Make sure they’re well taken care of, alright?" Mu Chen said with a smile.

"Am I dreaming?" The girl couldn’t believe it; she was going to work with her idols.

"No dream, silly girl," Mu Chen said, patting her head.

"Yay..." The girl was overwhelmed with excitement.

"Angel, when you’re free, we can talk about life. And Nible, when there’s time, I’ll teach you some Martial Arts," Mu Chen said with a smile.

"Yes, Lord Evil God!" They both said excitedly.

But with their behavior, everyone else became even more curious about Mu Chen’s identity and why they were so respectful towards him.

While the word "Evil God" was now known to the crowd, its meaning and implications were still unclear.

Abroad, strength is revered; domestically, it’s money, as many live carefree lives. So, naturally, money is what’s worshipped — causing family discord for the sake of money, teaching comparison, and so on. Compared to those things, admiring strength is far better because strength reigns supreme over all.

Then, the girl took the pair up to the thirteenth floor, the office of the fashion department, which also happened to have many ladies.

Bored, Mu Chen chatted with the sales department before going to Liu Yuxi’s office.

However, word spread quickly throughout Qingcheng International, and people who saw Mu Chen started calling him "Brother Mu," trying to curry favor.

"Lord Evil God, is it okay if Angel accompanies you tonight?" Liu Yuxi said as soon as Mu Chen walked in.

Mu Chen’s face lined up with confusion as he quickly said, "Wifey, I was just joking around to make the girl happy, don’t take it seriously."

"Make the girl happy? I don’t think so! You even want to ’talk about life,’ and maybe soon you two will be making love on the bed," Liu Yuxi retorted. noveldrama

"Say what you will, I haven’t done anything, so there’s no point in that."

"You haven’t done anything yet or you’re planning to?" Liu Yuxi’s eyebrows furrowed.

"Just joking, wifey."

"That’s more like it. So, what do you want?"

"What’s the status of that cosmetics project?"

"Research and development on the ninth floor. If you want to see the results, go check it out yourself."

"Wifey, are we producing cosmetics in the company?"

"Yes, it’s safest to do it here in the company."

"Alright! But wife, remember, only use people we can trust, and provide two names from Emperor Palace for those who work on this formula. We can’t let the secret recipe leak."

"I know, I’m not stupid," Liu Yuxi said, unimpressed.