The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 110 - : 110: Tons of Dog Food after Falling in Love

Chapter 110: 110: Tons of Dog Food after Falling in Love

Zhou Xufang was so excited she couldn’t help but jump up and down.

She hopped around the entryway for a long time before going to turn on her computer.

“Shuangjiang.”

SpongeBob hadn’t popped up yet.

The ecstatic Zhou Xufang had forgotten what time it was and kept poking at the computer, “Shuangjiang.”

“Are you asleep?”

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On the other side, the young girl, roused by the alarm sound from the computer, crawled out of bed, blinking sleepily with her cheeks flushed red from high altitude, yawned, got out of bed, and sat in front of the computer, sending two words over:

“No.”

On the screen, Zhou Xufang’s enlarged face was red and radiant, like the morning sun.

“The morning sun” grinned, “I’m very happy today.”

Shuangjiang was just about to ask why she was so happy.

She couldn’t wait to blurt out, “I have a boyfriend now.”

The next sentence was even more upbeat, more excited, and filled with joy, “My boyfriend is Jiang Zhi!”

Shuangjiang wasn’t surprised at all.

Zhou Xufang, ah, would sooner or later be whisked away by that pretty boy.

“What about Moon Bay?”

Zhou Xufang didn’t think before answering, “Not going anymore.”

She said, “I have a boyfriend now.”

She was incredibly excited, emphatically dancing with joy as she stressed, “My boyfriend is Jiang Zhi.” Her tone oozed with pride, “I want to be with my boyfriend.”

Shuangjiang: “…”

Zhou Xufang, ah, had drunk the love potion Jiang Zhi gave her, and quite a big bowl of it.

“Have you told him everything?” Shuangjiang adjusted her address, “Have you told your boyfriend Jiang Zhi everything?”

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Zhou Xufang shook her head.

The ‘morning sun’ on the screen suddenly became clouded, revealing a worried expression, “He only knows a little bit; I don’t dare tell him everything.”

Those eyes of hers that turn red when she’s angry—she didn’t dare let Jiang Zhi see.

Too much like a female ghost…

Shuangjiang asked, “What about later?”

Zhou Xufang had thought about this question, “I’ll tell him everything once he loves me a bit more.” By that time, ah, he won’t be able to do without her…

Zhou Xufang buried her head and sneakily chuckled.

On the screen, Shuangjiang sent her a bunch of little peach hearts, which reflected into Zhou Xufang’s eyes, filling her sight with peachy hues. She laughed to herself for a while, reached for her phone, and said, “I won’t talk to you anymore, I’m going to send Jiang Zhi a WeChat.”

Then she stopped chatting with Shuangjiang. Her fingers danced on the phone, typing for a long time—

“He should still be driving.”

Driving required focus, so she would wait a bit longer to contact him.

Zhou Xufang deleted the message she had typed, just about to put down her phone, when Jiang Zhi sent a video call.

She immediately answered.

On the screen, Jiang Zhi’s handsome face popped up.

“Zhou Xufang.”

Zhou Xufang looked around for the camera, “Have you arrived home?”

Jiang Zhi, in profile toward her, was driving, “Still on the road.”

The sounds of traffic flowed into the video.

“Then you drive; don’t talk to me.”

After saying that, she hung up.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

He wanted to drag her over and nibble on her to vent his annoyance.

Jiang Zhi pressed the gas pedal, his car speeding along until he arrived at the old residence. He hadn’t even unbuckled his seatbelt before sending Zhou Xufang a WeChat message.

“I’m here.”

As soon as his voice message was sent, Zhou Xufang initiated a video call.

Fine, he wasn’t annoyed with her anymore.

It really was strange; ever since he started liking this girl, his level of immaturity had broken records time and again.

He accepted the call.

On the other end, Zhou Xufang clumsily looked for the camera for a while before she found it and then called out to him, “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi felt his soul being called away.

She was incredibly cute.

His girlfriend, the cutest in the universe.

“What are you doing?” He unfastened his seatbelt, got out of the car, and didn’t enter the house. Instead, he stood under the lantern outside the old house, using the lantern’s light to see the girl in the video.

She appeared to be sitting on a couch, with a pristine white wall behind her, sitting up straight and answering his questions, “I was waiting for you to send me a WeChat.”

So well-behaved.

His girlfriend, the best-behaved in the universe.

At this moment, there was a sound from inside the house.

Jiang Zhi covered the phone’s screen, placing it against his lips and whispering quietly, “Xufang, don’t make any noise yet, wait until I get into my room to talk.”

Zhou Xufang also whispered quietly, “Okay.”

It was Mrs. Luo from the second branch of the Luo Family who came out.

“Brother Zhi has arrived.”

Jiang Zhi slipped his phone back into his pocket and walked into the house, responding, “Hmm.”

Luo Changfang held a toy poodle in her hands, her nails shiny and well-maintained. She gently stroked the poodle’s fur, her voice soft and tender, “How come you were discharged? Does your grandma know?”

“Bark!”

The poodle barked menacingly at Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi slightly raised his brows, a frostiness congealing in his eyes, “If I wish to be discharged, I will be discharged. Who else needs to agree?”

The poodle immediately quieted down, burying itself into its owner’s embrace.

Luo Changfang soothingly patted the toy poodle while her eyes twinkled with amusement, “That’s not what I meant. Since you’ve been discharged, we should be informed in advance, so the servants can prepare your soup and medicine.”

After winter had set in, Jiang Zhi’s medicine seemed to never run out.

He coughed a few times, his lips turned red, but his skin was pale, he slightly gasped, “This old lady is too concerned, it’s unnecessary for second aunt to trouble herself.”

Luo Changfang nodded, “Alright then, I won’t disturb you any further, you should rest early.”

He coughed again a few times and went upstairs.

Once he entered his room, he locked the door, turned on the light, and took out his cellphone, “We can talk now.”

Zhou Xufang filled the camera entirely with her face, magnified in such a way that it made her look even more clueless. She asked Jiang Zhi, “Are you feeling unwell again?”

Jiang Zhi took off his jacket and sat on the bed, “No.”

She stared at the camera, gaze eager, fixated on Jiang Zhi’s pale face as if she wanted to climb through the screen, “But you coughed.”

Jiang Zhi responded with a light and nonchalant tone, “Old problem, it’s alright.”

“How can it be alright, you’re sick!” Zhou Xufang’s expression was very serious. “Jiang Fuli is not a good person, and her mother definitely isn’t either. You need to be careful living there, don’t eat anything they give you, even the water—don’t drink carelessly.”

She was so anxious her face wrinkled up.

Jiang Zhi was still smiling, and when he did smile, his eyes bloomed like peach blossoms, becoming unspeakably beautiful, “Mhm, I know.”

She was still worried, “Show me your room.”

“What for?”

“To see if there is any chronic poison or something.” She was seriously concerned, saying, “That’s how they show it in the TV dramas.” Her expression was a bit innocently dumb.

She seldom smiled, with a cold expression, when angry her lips pursed into a straight line, when worried her eyebrows furrowed into furled marks, not many emotions, but all written on her face.

Cold but cute.

“Xufang.”

Her focus wavered, “Hmm?”

Jiang Zhi leaned back on his arms, the top buttons of his shirt were undone revealing a glimpse of his collarbone, and he told his little lady, “Bring your face closer.”

“Oh.”

She brought her entire face up to the camera.

Jiang Zhi kissed the screen and laughed, “Why are you so obedient.”

Then the screen went dark.

It was Zhou Xufang’s phone that had dropped; she fumbled under the sofa for a while before picking up the phone and putting her face back in the camera, now blushing.

“Stop worrying about me.” Jiang Zhi’s fingertip touched the cool screen, gently caressing it, his eyes tender, though his words not so much, “They are bad people but I’m not exactly a good person either. If they really want to play dirty, it’s not clear yet who will play who.”

Zhou Xufang corrected him, “You are a good person.”

Jiang Zhi smiled, a small fang barely noticeable, just a pointed tip visible, enough to soften his fierce look, making him appear like a boy, “In this world, only you think I am a good person.”

His hands were untainted by any blood.

But he liked to manipulate others into doing his dirty deeds, it was a common occurrence.

“You are!” She was quite firm.

Jiang Zhi smiled again, not bothering to correct her.

“What did you label me as in WeChat?” he asked about something important.

The most beautiful beauty in the world.

Zhou Xufang was too embarrassed to say, so she lied, “I’ve labeled it with your name.”

Jiang Zhi was unsatisfied, “It needs to change.” Right now, he wanted to slap a ‘Jiang Zhi Exclusive’ label on Zhou Xufang’s forehead, wishing to proclaim to the entire world that he’d got himself a girl, the best one.

Childish, right?

He admitted, he was childish and cowardly towards her.

“Change it to what?”

He thought for a moment, “Boyfriend Jiang Zhi.”

Zhou Xufang, “…”

Her ears started to burn.

Thinking again, he still felt it was not enough, “My Baby Boyfriend Jiang Zhi, let’s change it to that for now.”

Zhou Xufang, “…”

Cringeworthy…

Seeing she hadn’t agreed, Jiang Zhi sat up from the bed, his hair messed up, appearing a bit irritable, “Why aren’t you speaking?”

He didn’t even wait for her to respond before he started to get anxious.

“Are you not willing to change it?”

“Do you no longer like your boyfriend?”

Zhou Xufang, “…”

People in love, regardless of gender, are often sensitive and petty. Jiang Zhi was no exception. Before gaining her, he plotted in every way he could, and after gaining her, he was trembling with fear, worried that he could not hold on to her.

He had surrendered all his pride and principles to her.

“Zhou Xufang!”

Zhou Xufang agreed, “I’ll change it.” She held up her phone at a forty-five-degree angle above her, with a look on her face as if she embodied ‘loyal to the nation’, “I’ll change it!”

Jiang Zhi was truly quick-tempered.

And it was also true that he was easy to coax.

He laughed, “Then I’ll change it too.”

His original WeChat note for Zhou Xufang was ‘My Little Ancestor’, now it became ‘My Girlfriend Fangbao the Little Ancestor’.

Without being in love, he would never have known he could be so cheesily clingy to this extent. He felt it wasn’t his fault, it was Zhou Xufang, she had cast a spell on him.

After hanging up the video call, Jiang Zhi was still unable to calm his mind, climbed up like an idiot, ground ink, and wanted to paint a picture for Zhou Xufang.

In the end—

Forget it, it was so bad he couldn’t even recognize it himself, hard to bear to look at. He wanted to throw it away, but thinking of Zhou Xufang, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He summoned a servant, even at the midnight hour to get a scroll, mount it properly, and hang the painting by the bed.

The servant hesitated to speak, “Young Master, this is…” he ventured a guess, “Is it for warding off evil spirits?”

Soul artist Jiang Zhi, “…”

“Get out.”

When he referred to himself as ‘Master’, he was mostly annoyed.

The servant scurried away.

It was already late at night, Jiang Zhi lay there, looking at the painting, his mind filled with thoughts of Zhou Xufang, not sleepy at all. He took out his phone and began to call.

The first person, Qiao Nanchu.

“Nanchu.”

Qiao Nanchu was woken up halfway through his sleep and was irritable, “What time is it, can’t you sleep!”

Jiang Zhi didn’t care, “It’s very important.”

“Say it.”

He said, “I’m no longer single.” His tone was clearly boastful.

Qiao Nanchu: “…”

He glanced at the time, 12:16 am.

His drowsiness was also disrupted, he ran his hand through his hair, cursed under his breath, “Just for this?”

Jiang Zhi hummed a response, his tone drawn out and full of smugness, all chirpy like a little bird.

Up late at night, not sleeping, just to boast about his girlfriend.

Sick!

Qiao Nanchu managed a half-hearted smile, “Congratulations.”

Jiang Zhi was to the point, “Straight cash.”

“What?”

“The gift for meeting my girlfriend.”

Qiao Nanchu: “…”

This guy had changed ever since he’d set his heart on Zhou Xufang, the dignity and indifferent coolness that Old Lady Jiang had painstakingly instilled in him all went to waste.

It was as if a person from a painting was dragged out, but at least he seemed alive now.

Qiao Nanchu didn’t want to banter with him, “I need to sleep now, hanging up.”

He promptly ended the call.

A few seconds later, Jiang Zhi received a money transfer, he accepted it, then dialed the second call.

“Xue Baoyi.”

At this hour, Xue Baoyi was living her nightlife, who knew in which pleasure ground she was reveling, with music loud enough to deafen.

On the stage, the DJ was spinning, Xue Baoyi couldn’t hear well, she shouted over the phone, “It’s too noisy here, I’ll call you back later.”

Jiang Zhi held his phone away from his ear, “Come out.”

“Give me half a minute,” Xue Baoyi found a quieter place, “What is it that you must say right now.”

“I’m dating Zhou Xufang.”

No wonder he was up late at night, struck by spring fever. Xue Baoyi laughed, “Your guy is a block of ice and wood, not easy at all, you finally managed to get a bite.”

Her previously cheerful tone took a sharp turn, “Who are you calling wood?”

“…”

Xue Baoyi shuddered a bit at his imposing harshness, “That’s not the point.”

But that was exactly the point.

“Zhou Xufang is not wood.”

At first, he was haughty, but as he spoke, he became buoyant with pride.

Jiang Zhi said, “She’s really well-behaved.”

And added, “And cute, too.”

His tone was proud, “She’s also fierce in a fight.”

Like a parent boasting about their child, “She can uproot a tree barehanded, can you?”

Xue Baoyi: “…”

“The world champions don’t run as fast as she does, what right do you have to call her wood.”

Xue Baoyi: “…”

Just like that, he flaunted his face full of pride.

Couldn’t stand him anymore, more outrageous than Qiao Nanchu’s cousin who was enslaved by his daughter, Xue Baoyi snapped, “Too much, Brother Zhi, it’s not like no one has ever had a girlfriend, cut the bragging with me.”

Jiang Zhi was sarcastic, “Can any of those messy girlfriends of yours compare to Zhou Xufang?”

Messy?!

“Jiang Zhi, you’ve said enough, I don’t want to talk to you!”

“Get the gift ready for when you meet my girlfriend, don’t come empty-handed.”

After that, Jiang Zhi hung up the call.

Xue Baoyi: “…”

Got a girlfriend and making such a fuss?

12:32 am.

Xue Bingxue received a call from Jiang Zhi at the hospital.

“Bingxue.”

“I’m busy right now, I have to go change Wei’er’s bandages.”

The person who usually sleeps after eight and doesn’t stay up late was still very energetic at this time, not coughing or showing signs of asthma anymore, “You do your thing, I’ll say mine.”

“Oh, then go ahead.”

Jiang Zhi said, “I’m dating Zhou Xufang.”

As soon as Xue Bingxue heard it, he immediately asked, “How did you manage to woo her?” He wanted to pursue Jiang Wei’er too.

“Zhou Xufang and Jiang Wei’er are different.” Whenever Jiang Zhi mentioned Zhou Xufang, he was filled with joy, losing all his haughtiness, and just wanting to brag to the whole world about his girl, “Zhou Xufang is a girl who is satisfied with just a pack of cotton candy.”

Xue Bingxue tried to generalize, “So should I get Wei’er two packs?”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

This silly and naive guy.

Jiang Zhi was in a good mood, lazily tossing out a suggestion, “She has a strong personality, but a soft heart, you should stick to her more.”

“What if she gets annoyed with me?”

“Give her a beating.”

As he said this, Xue Bingxue immediately defended, “Wei’er would never hit anyone, she has never hit me.”

When he thought about it, Jiang Wei’er, who even kicked Qiao Nanchu, rarely ever hit Xue Bingxue.

“With a face like yours, I couldn’t bring myself to hit it either.”

Too tender-looking!

Three sentences in, the subject had to come back, Jiang Zhi couldn’t steer the conversation away from Zhou Xufang for three sentences, “Still, mine’s the best.”

“Zhou Xufang has never hit me.”

“She can’t bear to part with it.”

The Jiang Zhi who was too lazy to talk before, the Jiang Zhi who was indifferent to everything, the Jiang Zhi who seemed no different from a dead person, the Jiang Zhi who played with people’s hearts as if it were life and death.

Now, when he praises Zhou Xufang, he has endless, nauseatingly sweet words to say.

Xue Bingxue sincerely felt, “Jiang Zhi, your girlfriend is really a good person.” She was able to turn someone like the big demon Jiang Zhi into a flesh-and-blood mortal.

Jiang Zhi was very proud, “Of course.”

Zhou Xufang is the best person in the world.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhi posted an update, using his private account visible only to a special group. The content is as follows—

My girlfriend.

@Zhou Xufang

Below it was a photo of Zhou Xufang when she was a hair model for ‘Fairy Descending.’ Jiang Zhi had gotten that photo from the hair director at that time.

Why this photo? Because it’s the only one that’s high resolution. The ones Jiang Zhi secretly took… Zhou Xufang was… just a blob of black.

In that group, there were only a few people who had just been called by Jiang Zhi one by one. No one had gone to bed yet.

The handsomest man in the capital: Not even a single photo together, I don’t accept this official announcement!

Qiao Nanchu: Wishing you an early birth of a precious child.

I am a little snowflake replying to Qiao Nanchu: Jiang Zhi is sterile.

I am a little snowflake: Wishing you a quick cure for your sterility.

The handsomest man in the capital: Girl with the screen protector, come on, call me ‘brother’ and let me hear it.

This flirtatious handsomest man in the capital is, of course, Xue Baoyi.

Three minutes later, Jiang Zhi posted another update, just one picture, a composite of him and Zhou Xufang, photoshopped from ‘Fairy Descending’s hairstyle poster, one with their faces obscured by matte blue, seamlessly joined together. Jiang Zhi felt they looked very much like a married couple and was quite satisfied.

The comments followed—

Qiao Nanchu: That’s sick!

I am a little snowflake: [Smile][Flowers]

The handsomest man in the capital: Damn, I thought I stumbled upon a beauty salon advertisement.

Jiang Zhi was restless, sitting at the head of the bed and staring at his phone. Ten minutes passed, and the comments and likes page hadn’t moved.

Why hadn’t Zhou Xufang liked the post? Why hadn’t Zhou Xufang commented? Why hadn’t Zhou Xufang posted on Moments? Why hadn’t Zhou Xufang shown off their love?

Had Zhou Xufang’s feelings changed?!

Jiang Zhi’s thoughts reached this point, and he slammed his phone down onto the table.

Ding!

Jiang Zhi immediately picked up his phone, clicked on WeChat—not Zhou Xufang, but Xue Baoyi.

He was adding fuel to the fire.

The handsomest man in the capital: Did your lady go off to apply facial masks? She’s not responding to you.

The handsomest man in the capital: Brother Zhi, you’re not favored.

Not favored…

Not favored…

Not favored…

Bang! Jiang Zhi tossed his phone away, flipped the covers over himself to sleep, an hour, two hours… two and a half hours later, he got up and glanced at the phone…

Seven in the morning, as the sun peeked out just a bit, the winter sun was slightly warm but carried a whiff of cold air.

The phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Zhou Xufang awoke from her dream, sat up abruptly, and after a dozen seconds, answered the phone, “Hello.”

Her voice was hoarse, throat sore.

Having had a high fever for too long yesterday, after the fever broke, she was too active for too long, hyper for quite a while, then the fever continued… repeating this cycle, her energy was depleted, and she fell asleep on the couch, feeling groggy, even dreaming about the attic of the Luo Family.

Her head was dizzy.

Jiang Zhi’s voice was on the other end, “Are you regretting it?”

“Huh?”

The first response was irritation, the next was panic, “You don’t like me anymore?”

“Huh?”

Right now, Zhou Xufang’s facial expression resembled a dumbfounded emoticon.

Jiang Zhi scolded her, not truly scolding, but with unassertive, powerless, and helpless scolding, “Zhou Xufang!”

Zhou Xufang: “Here!”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

“How are you?” The voice of the young girl on the phone was soft and weak, “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi was silent for a while before speaking up, “I posted on Moments last night, and you didn’t reply to me.” He felt like he had been left hanging when announcing their relationship.

Zhou Xufang, who had just woken up, was a bit slow to respond and finally uttered an “Oh” after a while, “I fell asleep.”

“…”

He had been longing for her all night long, not closing his eyes for a moment, and she had fallen asleep so quickly? His mind then returned to the jerk Xue Baoyi’s words—not favored.

While he was still indignant, he heard the girl on the phone say, “I don’t have any regrets.”

She was barely awake, so she answered his initial question one by one, earnestly, “I like it.”

With those two sentences, all of Jiang Zhi’s uncertainties and fears were soothed.

Alright, he forgave her.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a smile, “I’m downstairs at your place.” He sniffled, his voice nasally, “If you don’t come get me, your boyfriend is going to freeze to death.”

He had been waiting outside her apartment complex for two hours, unwilling to disturb her sleep by knocking at her door.

Zhou Xufang was startled, then leaped off the couch.

Less than ten seconds—

Click, the door opened.

Jiang Zhi’s left hand still held the phone, his right hand carried a thermos. The cold wind had reddened his eyes and nose. He looked at the girl in front of him, sporting a ‘bird’s nest’ hairstyle, “Zhou Xufang, did you fly here?” That was fast.

“No,” she said, “I ran.”

She wasn’t wearing a coat; her clothes were thin, which made her look even more slender.

Jiang Zhi took off his jacket, wrapped it around her, and pressed down a tuft of hair sticking out at the top of her head. He asked, “Are you going to let your boyfriend in?”

Zhou Xufang: “Yes.”

He took her hand, “Let’s go.”