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

The opening program of the party started. The hosts introduced the special guests. The University President gave his warm welcome remarks. Grandpa Lu was invited to leave a message for every student who was present tonight.

He was one of the alumni who came tonight. Grandpa Lu inspired most of the students after giving them meaningful advice about student's life, reaching for their dreams, and be a better person in society.

The University President and other highers-up including the faculty and staff of the university also expressed their heartfelt gratitude and acknowledged all the things the Davis Family had done for the University.

The students learned how generous and supportive the Family Davis was when it came to the programs and projects of the university. They gave financial support for University's Outreach program, established two new buildings, and donated one thousand sets of computers for University's IT department.

Because of that, the students admired the Davis Family more. They were not just typical wealthy businessmen. They were generous, having a kind heart. They also put emphasis on the importance of education for everyone.

After leaving his message, Grandpa Lu asked Zhen-Zhen about it. He leaned in and whispered something to her.

"Lillie, how is it? Did this old man do a good job there in the front stage?" Grandpa Lu said, asking for Lillie's acknowledgment.

"Grand- Ahem, Chairman Lu, you did great!" Zhen-Zhen complimented Grandpa Lu. She almost called him 'grandpa' but changed her words immediately, afraid that others would hear her.

There was a long rectangular table on the stage. Behind that table, the higher-ups and special guests including the usherettes were sitting. Lillie was in the middle of Grandpa Lu and Tristan.

Tristan felt upset since Zhen-Zhen tried her best to pretend that she didn't know him. She's not talking to him since Grandpa Lu kept his wife occupied. He could hear the cheerful conversation between his wife and grandpa. They looked like they were having fun.

But here he was, being ignored and neglected by his own wife. He didn't know how long he can bear it. Athena tried to engage in a conversation with him but Tristan was not paying any attention to her. He kept looking and glancing on his side where Zhen-Zhen was sitting.

"Mr. Davis, is everything alright? Do you need anything?" Athena softly asked him, lightly touching Tristan's shoulder to catch his attention.

When Tristan glanced in her direction, Athena flashed her sweet flirtatious smile, looking at him with her lingering eyes as if she's staring deep into his soul.

"Nothing, I'm just fine," Tristan simply stated before looking away. He turned to his side again, sighing deeply as Zhen-Zhen and Grandpa Lu continued their happy conversation.

Athena frowned when Tristan didn't even smile at her. And he just looked at her for a few seconds before shifting his gaze back in his grandpa's direction.

Athena thought she would be able to enjoy being Tristan's usherette and have the chance to have a friendly conversation with him to know him more. However, Tristan was not paying attention to her.

'What's wrong? It seems like he is not in a good mood tonight. Can't he find me attractive? Why he is not making a move? I thought he loved flirting with beautiful women? Is he acting like this because I am still a college student?' Athena wondered at that thought.

She started to get bored just sitting beside Tristan. She felt like her presence was invisible to Tristan. She kept on wondering if this person beside her was the real Tristan Davis who was known as a certified Cassanova.

'He is acting differently from the rumors I heard about him,' Athena complained in her mind, feeling utterly disappointed.

Tristan was now feeling down, wearing a disheartened expression.

'He said not to be so obvious and act very close with my wife. This old man broke his own words. He is making other people here wonder why he's so close and very fond of his usherette,' Tristan lamented to himself while looking daggers at Grandpa Lu.

'Ah, I couldn't take this anymore,' Tristan groaned inwardly.

He straightened up on his seat and averted his gaze in front. He stopped looking at Zhen-Zhen and Grandpa Lu but he simply made a move. He put his hand under the table, simply reaching out for Zhen-Zhen's hand.

Zhen-Zhen was talking to Grandpa Lu about the projects and program he supported in this school when suddenly she felt a warm hand touching hers under the table. Zhen-Zhen reflexively gazed in Tristan's direction.

She looked at him amusingly when she noticed that Tristan was not looking at her but his hand was squeezing hers under the long rectangular table. After a few seconds, she realized what Tristan was trying to do here.

So she gently squeezed his hand as well, signaling him that she understood him. Soon, Zhen-Zhen turned to face Grandpa Lu who was still talking spontaneously at her.

Grandpa Lu was a man of a few words but he talked a lot with Zhen-Zhen. That's why the University President and the other higher-ups were surprised to see Grandpa Lu talking to his usherette with so much enthusiasm.

This was the first time they saw Grandpa Lu talked a lot. He was always quiet in those events he was attending before. He would talk casually with his neutral expression. But now, he looked different. He seemed so happy and energetic.

Meanwhile, Tristan who was frowning for a long time suddenly smiled as Zhen-Zhen finally took notice of him. He could feel her soft warm hand, squeezing his.

They both entangled their hands, rubbing each other's hands under the table. He felt contented by doing this. All his unhappiness a while ago disappeared in an instant.

But thinking of the time he was ignored by his wife, Tristan decided to punish her by teasing her. He suddenly released Zhen-Zhen's hand. She thought Tristan just got tired of holding her hand that's why he retreated his arm.

Deep inside, she felt disappointed when Tristan did that. She simply stole a glance at Tristan who was still avoiding to look in her direction. So Zhen-Zhen just continued talking to Grandpa Lu.

It did not take long when Tristan's hand was back to action. This time he placed his hand on Zhen-Zhen's lap. Zhen-Zhen suddenly stopped mid-sentence when she felt Tristan's hand touching her thighs underneath that table.

She turned to look at him once more. Tristan's position was still the same. His gaze was still in front as if he was watching the students below the stage. Then suddenly they changed the lighting on the stage when one band started to perform.

It suddenly became darker on Tristan's and Zhen-Zhen's spot since they put the spotlight on the band that was currently performing on the other side of the stage.

Because of that, Tristan's naughty plan came into action again. He was confident that no one would notice what he was about to do with his wife.

His lips curled up into a mischievous smile. He got very excited. He would seize this opportunity to punish and tease his wife for ignoring his presence. She was really into it, pretending that she didn't know him.

'Hmm. wifey… you are avoiding me but to grandpa, you are both still acting very sweet and close to each other. Hmm. I will punish you now,' Tristan said to himself.

Soon, Tristan began tugging her dress as he slid his warm hand under her dress, caressing her bare leg. Zhen-Zhen paused, sucking in a deep breath.

She glanced at him with a confused look. She didn't know whether to stop him or not. She knew Tristan should not be doing this, especially now they were in a public place. Someone might see and caught them.

But the other part of her mind wanted to feel his touch. She was also missing him. Ignoring Tristan and not talking to him while he was just by her side was difficult for her too.

She understood how Tristan felt as of this moment because she felt the same way. She was longing and yearning for him.

Tristan continued rubbing her leg gently, drawing small circles on her bare skin. It sent shivers through her spine. Zhen-Zhen could only bit her lower lip, fighting a moan.

Soon, Tristan's hand moved higher. It went further in between her thighs. His hands worked up her thighs moving gradually as he massaged every inch of her muscles. His every touch gave her tingling sensations, sending her heartbeat into a frenzy.

Tristan was an expert. He knew how she would make her feel so good by just touching her like this. Tristan successfully awakened the flame of desire within her, making her wet. She was now aroused and horny.

As time went by, the pleasure became unbearable. Zhen-Zhen let out a surprised tiny moan when his fingers had touched her most sensitive part through her panties. He started teasing her bottom lips by tracing them back and forth using his fingers.

Fortunately, no one heard her soft moan as the loud music was playing. The band continued their performance and the attention of the people at their table was very focused on the performance.

Zhen-Zhen pinched Tristan's hand under the table but Tristan just continued teasing her while letting out a husky laugh. Since he was paying more attention to her, he somehow heard her moan.

He felt so good, knowing that he was affecting his wife like this and her body was responding to him easily. He could feel her wetness through the thin fabric of her panties.