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After becoming a disciple of Qin Ye, Xiao Mi was filled with anxiety, fearing that the Qin Ye in the game and the one sitting in the office as the Demon Lord were the same person. Yet, a day passed, then two days, then a week... The perverse murderer master never appeared again.
In real life, Qin Ye went about his business as usual—working, getting angry, and continuing to torment Tian Xiao Mi, just like before.
Just when Xiao Mi began to relax slightly, an unexpected event occurred—on this day, Yin Group received two invitations: one addressed to Qin Ye and the other to Tian Xiao Mi.
The identical bright red invitations stated the same time and address, even containing the same message:
Dear Mr. Qin Ye (Miss Tian Xiao Mi):
Mr. Wang Bin and Ms. Li Lan will hold a silver wedding celebration at Golden Coast Hotel on April 15th, and you are cordially invited to attend.
We look forward to your presence.
Wang Bin / Li Lan March 16, 2012
Xiao Mi read the invitation three times to confirm its accuracy before delivering it to the President's Office.
Speaking of Wang Bin and Li Lan, they were fond memories from Xiao Mi's school days.
At that time, Wang Bin was the math teacher and Li Lan was the language teacher. The couple held the positions of class teacher and deputy class teacher for Class 7 in Grade One, often reporting on each other and playfully "bullying" their students.
After graduating, Xiao Mi frequently visited her former teachers, and now it seemed they had reached their silver wedding anniversary. It was lovely that they were celebrating their long-lasting love; however... what did this have to do with the Demon Lord?
This question lingered in Tian Xiao Mi's mind. When she finally handed the invitation to Demon Lord Yin, she couldn't help but ask softly, "Manager Yin, why did you receive an invitation too? Did you graduate from X School as well?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Qin Ye, who had been expressionless while looking at the invitation, shot her a sharp glance that made Xiao Mi shiver inexplicably.
Sure enough… the result of prying into the BOSS's private life can be summed up in one word: death!
“I’ll head out if there’s nothing else.” Xiao Mi coughed softly, deciding to retreat quietly under the low pressure radiating from the Dark Lord.
But just as she took a couple of steps, she heard the gloomy voice behind her say, “I’ll pick you up on the day of the wedding.”
“Huh?” Xiao Mi turned back with a blank expression. What did “pick you up” mean?
Qin Ye slowly raised his eyes and explained word by word, “We’ll go together.”
Xiao Mi nearly spat blood in shock.
April 15th, Sunday, sunny with clear skies.
At the wedding venue, Tian Xiao Mi sat beside someone, feeling utterly defeated.
The reason for this predicament goes back to when they arrived at Golden Coast Hotel.
At ten in the morning, Qin Ye arrived punctually downstairs at Xiao Mi's place.
Not wanting to keep her boss waiting, Xiao Mi hurried down the stairs. Upon seeing him, she couldn’t help but freeze. Today, Qin Ye was dressed in casual attire— a relaxed suit and black leather boots, with his bangs casually falling over his forehead.
Tian Xiao Mi was used to seeing the Dark Lord in his formal suits; seeing him dressed like this was a refreshing surprise.
To be fair… the Dark Lord could indeed be considered a quality man: not only did he have an impressive education and a good family background, but he was also incredibly handsome.
The most striking thing was how familiar the outfit of the Dark Lord looked; it felt like she had seen it somewhere before.
As Xiao Mi wandered through her memories and thoughts, they arrived at the hotel entrance. Qin Ye casually remarked, “The company will assign you a task shortly. If you do well, you’ll get a verbal commendation; if not, your pay will be docked!”
Xiao Mi thought to herself, “What kind of miserable task is this? A ‘lollipop’ for doing well and a pay cut for doing poorly?”
But in front of her superior, Xiao Mi put on a determined expression and said, “Manager Yin, don’t worry, I will do my best.”
Qin Ye nodded in satisfaction. After getting out of the car, the Dark Lord naturally took Xiao Mi’s delicate hand.
After a series of astonished reactions from Xiao Mi, including wide eyes and a dropped jaw, she finally realized: this was the task—pretending to be the Dark Lord’s girlfriend.
So, the Dark Lord also felt embarrassed about attending the wedding alone? Or perhaps he simply wanted to present the red envelope more appropriately?
Once they arrived at the hotel, Li Lan, upon seeing them together, sighed wistfully, “You two are quite the pair—one is my husband’s favorite student, and the other is my most cherished disciple. Who would have thought that after all these years, you’d end up together by such a twist of fate?”
Hearing this, Xiao Mi finally understood why the Dark Lord was attending the wedding; it turned out he was also a student of both teachers. This meant they were somewhat like senior and junior siblings.
Meanwhile, Wang Bin approached with a shake of his head, eager to join in on the conversation. “Haha, this is fate! By the way, Qin Ye, aren’t you in charge of the company now? You should bring Xiao Mi on board; she’s quite unhappy with her current job.”
At this remark, Qin Ye, who had been silent until now, suddenly showed interest. He raised an eyebrow and replied casually, “Oh?”
Having served the Dark Lord for some time, Xiao Mi had picked up on his habits. The way Qin Ye questioned her indicated that he was starting to get angry.
Unaware of the underlying tension, Wang Bin continued to chatter away. “Yeah! She said her current boss is nothing but a vampire and a maniac—he only knows how to mistreat employees. If it weren’t for slightly better pay, she would have slapped him and walked out long ago… Hey, Xiao Mi, what’s wrong? Why are you rolling your eyes?”
Xiao Mi snapped back to reality from her memories, her face filled with remorse as she silently apologized to the person beside her, "Manager Yin, I was wrong, truly wrong."
Qin Ye raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue. Xiao Mi took a deep breath and said, "First, I shouldn't have insulted you, Manager Yin; second, I shouldn't have spoken ill of the company; third, I shouldn't have called you hot-tempered; fourth..."
The Demon Lord interrupted Xiao Mi's self-reflection, dissatisfied. "Besides the company's matters, what else? Don't you think you've wronged me in other ways?"
As soon as Qin Ye's words fell, Xiao Mi froze in place, her mind rebooting like a computer starting up again. All that filled her thoughts was a single phrase—
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
Feeling guilty, Xiao Mi wondered if the murderous master in the game was truly Demon Lord Yin. Did he already know that she had been cursing him every day?
With this thought swirling in her mind, Xiao Mi struggled to comprehend. She humbly asked, "In what ways have I wronged you..."
Qin Ye looked up, his face a mix of hurt and anger. "Tian Xiao Mi! You really are fickle! Back in high school, you would come to the court every day with water and snacks for me, and now you've completely forgotten!"
In his agitation, the Demon Lord momentarily forgot to control his volume.
Moreover, since it was the moment when the bride and groom were entering, the atmosphere was unusually quiet. Thus, under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Tian Xiao Mi found herself the center of attention.
Amidst a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—confusion, pain, surprise—Xiao Mi couldn't help but exclaim, "So it was you."
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