The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 24: 024: Come on, let’s create

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ah Wan reported the number of Zhou Xufang, the extra who also worked part-time doing food deliveries, to the employer.

In the evening, Xue Baoyi called Jiang Zhi out to Fusheng Inn’s Mei Garden, and promised to end by half-past eight, ensuring it wouldn’t delay his sleep time.

Jiang Zhi went but lay there, ignoring everyone.

Xue Baoyi was playing dice, getting high, and shouted at Jiang Zhi, “Brother Zhi, stop playing with your phone and come join us.”

Jiang Zhi didn’t respond, the light in his eyes seemed faint, occasionally glancing at the phone on the table.

Ah Wan stood behind, naturally knowing what the employer was up to, “Boss, Miss Zhou still hasn’t agreed.” He felt a bit proud, “She accepted my friend request.”

Jiang Zhi frowned.

The employer was unhappy, so Ah Wan advised, “What name did you use? Did you use your real name?” He suddenly felt very clever, as if his brain had become more developed, and got carried away, “Boss, you have to use your real name, or Miss Zhou won’t know who you are and will think you’re a scammer.”

Jiang Zhi lifted an eyelid; just then, the laser light in the private room fell into his eyes, with a cold, multicolored glare, “Why the fuck do you talk so much?”

Ah Wan: “…”

Fine, he wouldn’t speak. The employer had been swearing more frequently lately.

Jiang Zhi opened a can of milk, poured it into a goblet, took a few sips, lost interest, and tossed it onto the table. He grabbed his phone from the sofa, changed his name, sent another message, and waited more than ten minutes with no response.

Damn it, what stupid thing was he doing?

“Whang.”

He threw the phone onto the table.

“Jiang Zhi,” Ming Saiying, dressed beautifully with a bright smile, danced over, “Why is your phone screen cracked?”

He undid a button at his collar, “What’s it to you?”

“…”

He was in a bad mood today.

Ming Saiying sat a bit further away, alright, a beauty should have some temper. She was originally celebrating in the room next door; knowing Jiang Zhi was here, she insisted on coming over. If Jiang Wei hadn’t owed her a favor due to Xiao Linsu, he would probably have thrown her out. After all, she had just kidnapped Jiang Zhi not long ago.

She didn’t dare bother him, just quietly… quietly watched the beauty.

Xue Baoyi finished playing dice, had a little drink, felt exhilarated, and switched it up, “Come on, come on, let’s have a round of Truth or Dare.”

Qiao Nanchu threw an orange peel at him, “Xue Baoyi, how low-class can you be?”

Xue Baoyi got defensive, “So what if it’s low-class, as long as it’s fun.” He loved rough games like this, took off his suit jacket, stood up, and called out, “Brother Zhi, come on, stop acting like a girl.”

Jiang Zhi took his eyes off the phone screen, coughed lightly with a weak breath, but his eyes had a hint of aggression, “Alright, I’ll start.”

Rarely, the sickly beauty was interested.

Xue Baoyi rolled up his sleeves, “Fine.”

Today, he had to pry something out of Jiang Zhi…

Result—

In the first round, the beer bottle spun in Jiang Zhi’s hand and landed on Xue Baoyi.

Fuck! Damn accurate! Xue Baoyi even suspected he practiced, “Brother Zhi, you’re playing me on purpose.”

Jiang Zhi sat alone on the opposite sofa, legs lazily stretched out, a blanket on his legs. His coat was open, and due to the poor airflow in the room, his eyes were flushed, giving a slightly drunken, powerless look.

“Just figuring it out now?” He fiddled with the empty bottle, “Choose.”

That damn, unplaceable dominance! Xue Baoyi felt a bit cowardly, “Dare then.”

“Alright.” Jiang Zhi took a wet wipe, cleaned his hands, “Go streaking outside.”

The first round was already this eye-searing…

Xue Baoyi’s face fell, “Ancestor, please don’t.” He was, after all, the boss of an entertainment company, a semi-public figure; did he not want his reputation anymore?

Jiang Mei Ren licked his lips, letting it slide.

“I’ll permit you to keep your underwear.”

“…”

Don’t play games with Jiang Zhi, he was ruthless.

Xue Baoyi, face ashen, undressed, walked out, holding his head the whole time, almost got thrown out by the Fusheng Inn staff as an exhibitionist.

“I want to quit.”

Xue Bingxue was well-behaved, not playing this sort of outrageous game.

Xue Baoyi, putting his pants back on, face red, “No way!” He pulled Xue Bingxue beside him, “I streaked; no one is getting out of this!”

Xue Bingxue glanced secretly at Jiang Wei, touching his earlobe.

The next spin landed on Ming Saiying.

Xue Baoyi’s expression turned sly, “Choose, Ming Lao.”

Ming Saiying didn’t have the guts to streak, “Truth.”

Lame.

If she had chosen dare, he would have made her either take Jiang Zhi down or strip a piece of his clothing to vent his frustration.

“If our Brother Zhi was impotent, would you still like him?” Xue Baoyi glanced at Jiang Zhi, the look filled with malicious intentions.

Impotent, huh…

Whether he was or not, he was close to being infertile. Qiao Nanchu, aware of how sensitive this question was, kicked Xue Baoyi to remind him, “Xue Baoyi, don’t overdo it.”

Xue Baoyi’s shirt wasn’t buttoned, “I don’t care, I’ll go all out.” He wasn’t afraid of trouble, “Ming Lao, answer quickly.”

Ming Saiying pretended to be shy, “Even if he’s impotent, I still like him.”

Jiang Zhi licked his teeth.

The next round, Ming Saiying spun to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei put down her wine glass, raised her skirt, placing a foot on the table, “Ask away.”

“Did you and Xiao Linsu do it?”

She didn’t even blink, “No, my old lady has old-fashioned ideas; if that layer breaks, I have to marry immediately.”

People: “…”

That was Jiang Family’s rule indeed, but only she dared to say it.

Xue Baoyi glanced at his uncle who was secretly smiling.

This fool!

Jiang Wei finished, flexed her fingers, twisted the bottle cap energetically.

Not too much, exactly three and a half spins, landed on Jiang Zhi.

This game, Jiang Zhi could play, and Jiang Wei could too, spinning it to whoever they wanted. Before Jiang Zhi could choose, she asked, “Are you on top or bottom? If not done before, what about in dreams, top or bottom?”

Jiang Zhi’s brows furrowed slightly, the blanket slid down his legs; he picked it up and covered himself again.

Xue Baoyi howled and disrupted the scene, as he had been curious for years. Jiang Zhi only said he was gay, but for so many years, no boyfriend was in sight. Was he top or bottom remained a mystery. Jiang Zhi’s temperament was dominant, but his body was quite fragile.

Too thrilling!

Xue Baoyi couldn’t wait any longer, urging, “Quick, answer!” He didn’t believe Jiang Zhi hadn’t even dreamed.

Jiang Zhi’s face had little color, his skin pale with an unhealthy cold white, contrasting red lips, whether from coughing or biting them, “Did I say I chose truth?”

No answer.

Jiang Wei blew her bangs playfully, “I know the answer, bottom.” She crossed her long legs, arrogantly, “Playing with your aunt, you’re still too young.” If he was on top, he would’ve answered.

Jiang Zhi tore off his tie, revealing his throat and collarbone, white with a hint of red, “Jiang Wei.”

Three words, spoken lightly, but with a menacing tone.

Indeed, that was Jiang Zhi’s taboo. Xue Baoyi understood, recognizing that in those colored dreams, Jiang Zhi indeed played the bottom role.

Jiang Wei knew when to stop, “Alright, you passed, your turn.”

Jiang Zhi unbuttoned another button on his shirt, sat up, his fingers touched the bottle cap, nails clean and bright. He flicked it lightly and slowly.

Half a circle.

The bottle pointed at Jiang Wei.

“You’re retaliating.”

Jiang Zhi replied nonchalantly, “Yes.”

Jiang Wei gritted her teeth, rolling up her sleeves, “I choose dare.”

Damn. @@novelbin@@

Xue Baoyi gave a thumbs up, “I admire Fifth Aunt’s courage, bring it on!”

Jiang Zhi rubbed his thumb against his lips, smiled. That smile, a hint of makeup beauty, raised his slender fingers, pointed at Xue Bingxue, “Kiss him forcefully, one minute, not a second less.”

Xue Bingxue: “…”

He instinctively… swallowed.