The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 76 - : 076: I am willing to let her ride on my head~

Chapter 76: 076: I am willing to let her ride on my head~

Xue Baoyi was restless, always needing to be on the move or he’d feel uneasy all over. In the evening, he called everyone out, insisting on playing mahjong.

Jiang Zhi was disinterested.

Qiao Nanchu arrived fashionably late. Upon entering, he snuffed out his cigarette and immediately noticed Jiang Zhi slumped on the sofa. He teased, “What’s up with you? Looking all listless.”

Xue Baoyi, whilst shaking the dice and amusing himself, chimed in, “Isn’t it obvious? He got the cold shoulder from Zhou Xufang.”

Jiang Zhi shot him a glare.

Xue Baoyi quickly got the hint and zipped his lips with a hand gesture: “I’m not saying anything more, nothing more.”

...

Lifeless.

Unable to really get into the card game, Xue Baoyi then called Xue Bingxue over to play video games.

Ah Wan came in from outside, hung up his coat, and listened to Mr. exclaiming in anguish as he got killed in the game. Calmly, he walked over to where Jiang Zhi was lying on the sofa.

“Boss, Jin Song has found some clues.”

In the game, Xue Baoyi momentarily looked up as Ah Wan spoke: “Was it really Jin Song who hired someone to hit him?”

Ah Wan didn’t answer but leaned in and whispered something to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi sat up straight on the sofa and lazily crossed his legs, calling out, “Bingxue.”

Xue Bingxue, who was gaming, looked up.

Jiang Zhi said, “Go wait outside for ten minutes.”

Xue Bingxue’s face showed confusion: “Why?”

Just then, Xue Baoyi yelped again. He hadn’t managed to grab a weapon upon landing and got instantly shot in the head, swearing in a Beijing accent out of frustration.

Jiang Zhi kicked Xue Baoyi’s shin with the back of his foot.

That quieted Xue Baoyi.

Jiang Zhi glanced at Xue Bingxue and slowly said, “We’re about to discuss something vile, don’t wanna scare you.”

Xue Bingxue looked at the three ‘animals’ in the room, decided not to ask further, and left.

Xue Baoyi shook his head, puzzled by who had raised such a tactful and honest nephew, rendering his own big nephew embarrassed to look directly at him.

Once he was alone, Jiang Zhi asked Ah Wan, “What’s Jiang Wei’er’s involvement?”

Xue Baoyi was about to operate his 98k when his fingers paused.

Bang!

He was headshot again.

After tossing his phone aside, Xue Baoyi looked up.

Ah Wan replied, “It’s not related to Fifth Miss; it’s Fifth Miss’s boyfriend.”

Qiao Nanchu poured a drink and sat next to Jiang Zhi, “So, the one who hit Brother Zhi that day was Xiao Linsu?”

Ah Wan said, “We haven’t found evidence of that yet.”

“What did you find out then?”

Ah Wan rubbed his buzz cut, “Xiao Linsu and Jin Song have an unusual relationship.”

Xue Baoyi leaned in, “How unusual?”

Ah Wan had a shocked expression as if his whole worldview had been shattered: “Xiao Linsu spent the night at Jin Song’s place!”

Xue Baoyi laughed, “Wow, they’re playing big.”

No wonder Jiang Zhi sent his uncle away, otherwise if his uncle found out about Xiao Linsu’s disloyalty to Jiang Wei’er, he might abandon his long-held beliefs of twenty-eight years and go on a rampage.

But they couldn’t tip their hand yet; they needed solid evidence.

“Ah Wan.”

“Boss, go ahead.”

Jiang Zhi poured a small glass of red wine and took a delicate sip, “Send Jin Song’s investigation files to Old Lady Jiang.”

Ah Wan nodded, “Oh.”

Qiao Nanchu intercepted Jiang Zhi’s glass and replaced it with a glass of milk, “Do you have something on Jin Song?”

He sighed weakly, holding his chest and coughing slightly, his complexion pale and breath short, “Can’t a sick man protect himself?”

Qiao Nanchu cursed jokingly and downed Jiang Zhi’s wine.

Xue Baoyi grabbed a handful of his freshly styled hair.

Something wasn’t right.

If Jiang Zhi had leverage, why involve Old Lady Jiang? Couldn’t he just take action directly? Whether it was grandson or grandmother, wouldn’t the impact be the same?

Just as Xue Baoyi was about to ask for clarification, Xue Bingxue came back on his own.

“Brother Zhi,” Xue Bingxue stood at the door. “I saw your family’s Miss Zhou sticking films.”

The joke about sticking films was getting old.

Jiang Zhi stood up at the mention, “Where?”

“She’s outside handing out flyers.”

Qiao Nanchu chuckled, “Is this girl a model worker or something?”

Without another word, Jiang Zhi left his friends to find his industrious girl.

By then, the night had completely fallen; the street was brilliantly lit with neon lights. Due to the heavy snow, there were few pedestrians who, reluctant to take out their hands in the bitter cold, refused the flyers being handed to them.

Zhou Xufang was about to move to a more crowded area when someone called her name fiercely from behind.

“Zhou Xufang!”

Oh, it was the world’s most beautiful beauty, Jiang Zhi.

Zhou Xufang turned around, her previously expressionless face now softened. She thought to herself: How wonderful, I’ve met him again today.

Jiang Zhi stormed out of Fusheng Inn, without even bothering to use an umbrella, and began scolding, “Didn’t I tell you not to come out and work?” How can you be so disobedient!

Zhou Xufang was clad in a black raincoat, with a large hood covering her entire head, and she also wore a mask, only revealing a pair of dark eyes. Her feet were shod in black rain boots. In the dead of night, she looked like… like a female ghost.

No wonder pedestrians not only refused her flyers but also avoided her by a wide margin.

However, Zhou Xufang was sincere in her work, never lazy, willing to endure hardship. On this cold winter night, she was the only one willing to work, so the hotpot restaurant’s owner, out of desperation, had offered her a ‘high price’ to come and help.

The Zhou Xufang, who had been recruited for a ‘high price,’ was holding a stack of flyers for the hotpot restaurant. She told Jiang Zhi, “I’m already better.” To prove her recovery, she bounced in place twice, “Really, I am completely healed.”

Not long after Jiang Zhi left, her fever had subsided.

Moreover, she hadn’t actually felt unwell; even when she had a fever, she felt only warmth and no other discomfort, instead feeling an abundance of energy.

Jiang Zhi didn’t believe her. He lifted the hood of her raincoat to see if her forehead was still red.

Zhou Xufang cooperatively lifted her head and obediently took off her mask, saying, “See, the fever has gone down.”

Her lips were rosy, parting and closing as she spoke.

Made him want to kiss her.

Ahem, ahem, ahem…

Jiang Zhi coughed a few times. His Adam’s apple, tinged with a blush, bobbed as he swallowed. He pulled her raincoat’s hood back over her head and turned his head away, saying petulantly, “You’re not allowed to get sick again.”

Zhou Xufang was troubled, “But I’ve already promised Boss Zhang.” A person ought to keep their word, plus the hotpot restaurant’s Boss Zhang was very kind and often looked out for her at work. Today, with the heavy snow being perfect hotpot weather, Boss Zhang couldn’t find anyone else to distribute flyers and had specially asked her.

She couldn’t break her word.

Jiang Zhi snatched the flyers from her hand, “I’ll distribute them for you. You go inside.”

Zhou Xufang stood stunned, not moving.

Jiang Zhi urged, “Go inside quick.” Then to the onlookers at the doorway who had come to enjoy the show, he bellowed, “What are you few still standing around for? Come and help me!”

Xue Bingxue: “…”

Qiao Nanchu: “…”

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Xue Baoyi: “…”

The three young masters, who knew little of the hardships of the common folk, internally resisted, but seeing Jiang Zhi, who had never touched cold water since childhood, distributing flyers in the snow, how could they, as his brothers, not help?

The three young masters could only step into the snow to distribute flyers together with Jiang Family’s young master.

Ah Wan, standing behind helping her frail employer hold an umbrella, inwardly sighed, it really was a world that judged by appearances. Their master, with a face that looked like someone owed him a billion, had yet to have a single flyer refused.

Xue Baoyi, unaccustomed to such hardships, soon had hands red from the cold. He couldn’t help but say, “Brother Zhi, this is a bit much.”

Jiang Zhi was unfeeling, “Speak human.”

Xue Baoyi sincerely said, “A woman shouldn’t be spoiled too much, or she’ll climb onto your head.”

Like his two uncles, who because they doted on women too much, couldn’t tell apart home from outside, resulting in constant turmoil in the family. Concubines, heavily pregnant, would run to the wife to make trouble, outrageously audacious.

Honestly, it wasn’t unusual for men from wealthy families to mess around, but like his two uncles, ruining their reputations was just idiotic, all brought about by spoiling women, otherwise why would each one daringly have secret affairs?

But Jiang Zhi was utterly unconcerned, “If I want her to climb, what about it.” He looked towards the entrance of Fusheng Inn, where the girl in the raincoat stood quietly, obediently watching him.

Forget climbing on him, as long as Zhou Xufang was willing, he was up for anything.

Xue Baoyi: “…”

What about it?

Done for.

After distributing the flyers, Jiang Zhi escorted Zhou Xufang home. Xue Baoyi, no longer in the mood for fun, watched as his good buddy fell headfirst into love. Feeling somewhat gloomy, he pulled out his phone to start a game of game, perhaps spurred by Jiang Zhi’s actions, he uncharacteristically invited his arch-nemesis—I’m Your Ancestor.

Moreover, he sent a private message: “It’s time you experienced my true skills.”

On the other end, Fang Lixiang, playing the game while squatting in the restroom, curled the corners of her mouth, sneering. She accepted the invitation and readied to see how this noob would make a fool of himself.

Not five minutes into the game—

The headset was filled with a cacophony of yells: “Ah, ah, ah, don’t hit me!”

Truth be told, Xue Baoyi was usually a domineering CEO type, certainly a refined young master with an imposing aura, but once he entered the battleground…

He couldn’t control himself: “Quick, come here, they’re hitting me!”

“Teammate! Teammate! Where are you? Teammate!!!”

“They’re coming, help me! Quick, help me up!”

Fang Lixiang’s eardrums hurt from the shouting inside her headset.

This noob’s voice sounded somewhat like her boss?

“Teammate! Teammate, come quick!”

“Help me, help me get up aaaah!”

Fang Lixiang picked her ears and drove over, “Damn it, stop yelling, I’m here.”

Then, she got out of the vehicle, just as she was helping the person up, a fire started behind her.

Fang Lixiang exploded in irritation, “What the hell, why did you throw a Molotov?!”

Xue Baoyi stammered, scared, “To… to kill the enemy.”

Fang Lixiang was on the verge of a breakdown, “To kill your grandma, you threw it at me, I’m going to be burned alive by you!”

In the game, I’m Your Ancestor had already been killed.

The game hadn’t even lasted five minutes, she hadn’t killed a single person yet, had picked up several guns, but hadn’t managed to fire a single bullet before being burned to death by a teammate…

Fang Lixiang roared, “It’s all your fault!”

The other party was unrepentant, “Who told you to be behind me.”

Damn, he even found an excuse. Fang Lixiang was furious to the point of nearly dropping dead on the spot: “Wasn’t it you who freaking told me to come help you?” She couldn’t hold back any longer, really couldn’t hold back, “You noob! And you have the nerve to go by ‘A lifetime of handsome,’ I think you should be ‘A lifetime of noob’!”

Xue·Noob·Baoyi: “…”

She despised those players who cursed their teammates for being noobs after dying.