After Marrying The Evil God

7- first meeting

Breakfast was simple and nutritious. The poached eggs were fried until they were golden and fragrant, the sausages exuded a rich aroma, the toast had a heart drawn with jam on top, and the milk in the cups was added with thirty percent sugar, which was too sweet for the throat.

The two had a warm breakfast, the clock already pointing to eight o'clock in the morning. Eight-thirty was when Qi Baicha clocked in at work, while Fu Mingye had to sign in at the company at nine o'clock — but as the president, no one could do anything if he didn't go.

Since their home was close to the school and far from the company, their departure times were basically the same.

"Do you need me to send you?" Fu Mingye had the character of a business elite when he put on formal attire. He had a very noble appearance — of course, not the fat head and big ears kind of extravagance. Fu Mingye's features did not conform to the deep and three-dimensional Western aesthetics, having the sophistication and elegance of an Eastern nobleman. His thin lips were half-curled, and his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, looking like a superior oppressor.

But this aura could only oppress people outside; at home, he was usually the oppressed one.

"It's not like we're going in the same direction." Qi Baicha finished drinking his milk, put down his cup, and wiped his lips with a tissue.

The school and the company had one in the south and the other in the north. They always drove their cars separately.

Besides, the luxury cars that Fu Mingye drove... no matter which one appeared at the school gates, it would arouse onlookers.

This was not in line with Qi Baicha's low-key doctrine.

He picked up his bag to go out: "I'm going to school, see you tonight."

"Ahem!" Fu Mingye coughed, trying to remind him of something.

Qi Baicha paused with his hand on the doorknob, turned and walked towards Fu Mingye, and dropped a kiss on his lips.

"Good morning."

This was their daily task.

Fu Mingye, who received a good morning kiss from the beauty, was satisfied and let go: "See you later."

After watching Qi Baicha drive away, Fu Mingye also got in his Porsche, turned the car key, and drove to work.

There were rows of expensive luxury cars in the garage, enough so that he could change cars every day without repeating, and he wouldn't be able to drive them all within a month. Which one he drove depended on Fu Mingye's mood.

It truly depended on his mood.

He drove a beige Ferrari when he was happy, a red Maserati when he was angry, a sky blue Lamborghini when he was relaxed, a white Rolls-Royce when he was calm, a silver-gray Porsche when he was bored, and a black Mercedes when he was upset... The way the rich went out was this hard-core.

In fact, Master Evil God himself was not so ostentatious. Those cars were all left by the original Fu Mingye.

Yes, the real Fu Mingye was someone else, and the evil god himself was not called that name.

As an extreme shut-in who had lived in the temple for thousands of years, the evil god was penniless when he first arrived in the human world. He quietly descended onto an ordinary street, and the first thing he saw in the world was Qi Baicha helping a grandmother cross the road.

The youth's soul exuded incomparable cleanliness.

The evil god fell in love with this human at first sight.