Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Su Qiao reminded him, "Don't forget, ten years ago, she was Nie Feng's favorite apprentice."

She seemed to think of something, and her eyes sarcastic: "Oh, what kind of pampering, it's just a matter of master and apprentice."

Bailihan couldn't believe it: "You mean they..."

Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him, despising his fuss.

"Yes, in name, they are masters and apprentices, but behind the scenes, they have been together for a long time."

"And I just have a face that is somewhat similar to that woman, so I was used as a substitute."

In fact, the master and apprentice together, in Su Qiao's view, is no big deal.

There is no blood relationship, so what are you afraid of?

But that's how the world is.

Masters are equivalent to regenerating parents, sometimes even heavier than their parents.

Master and apprentice together, in the eyes of the world, is a disorder of seniority and incest.

Shame on everyone.

"You...you always knew this?"

Bailihan didn't expect the truth to be like this, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Thinking about how many times over the years, I have read her name resentfully.

I have gritted my teeth countless times, thinking that when I see her again, I must torture her severely, and I must make her regret her original choice.

At this moment, Bailihan felt very uncomfortable and felt guilty.

Su Qiao didn't know how to explain it, so she could only say in a perfunctory way, "I didn't know it at first, but slowly I felt something was wrong."

Bailihan's heart suddenly moved, and he held her hand with murderous intent: "He... did he bully you?"

Su Qiao shook her head slightly: "Except for being like a puppet, asking me to eat grass and leaves every day, wear a blue skirt, learn some messy piano, and I don't like my practice, the others are fine."

"Oh, he didn't allow me to go down the mountain or go to practice, probably because he was afraid that I would find out the truth when I got home."

"Hmph, I'll make him regret what he did to you." Bailihan gave Nie Feng another hard note.

"The matter of your family should have something to do with my mother-in-law. Don't be in a hurry to take revenge."

Bailihan's heart sank, and he held her hand harder: "What? Are you soft-hearted?"

They have been together for ten years.

In ten years, it is impossible to have no feelings at all.

The wrist hurt for a while, and Su Qiao was annoyed: "Let go, do you want to break my hand?"

Bailihan hurriedly let go of her hand, and when he saw the red mark on her pale wrist, he immediately regretted it.

Completely lost the momentum just now, and lowered his shoulders a little dejectedly, "I'm sorry."

Su Qiao rubbed her wrists and gave him a sullen look: "Next time you dare to doubt me, I'll let you go where you come from."

When Bailihan heard this, he hurriedly rubbed her wrist carefully, and said pitifully like a puppy: "I don't doubt you anymore, don't drive me away again."

"I don't have any relatives anymore, and I have no home to go back to. There are also many people from the Demon Race who want to kill me. I can't think of where else to go except you."

"..." Su Qiao's mouth twitched.

It's so pitiful, is it because he is sure that he doesn't know that he is the boss of the demon clan now?

"Really, in the past ten years, I have been wandering in many places, but no one is willing to take me in. They all know that I am half-human and half-demon, and they either call me a monster or want to clean me up."

Bailihan had a pitiful look on his face, and said that he was very miserable.

However, Su Qiao heard something from it, patted his shoulder a little distressedly, and explained in a good voice:

"It's not that I don't want you to kill Nie Feng, what I mean is that it's too incomprehensible to kill him like that."

A quick smile flashed across Bailihan's eyes, "Then what do you mean...?"

"I'm going to bring them down and let them die happily after they are completely desperate."

It's not that Su Qiao didn't notice his little complacency, but that he felt sorry for the man's difficulties in the past ten years.

Thank you Lin Ze and Huan Yu for their monthly passes (●●)