The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 42: 042: First Phone Call (Part 1)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Drive your car.”

“Oh.”

Ah Wan obediently shut her mouth, silent as a chicken.

Jiang Zhi’s phone rang.

He didn’t bother holding the phone, pressing the speaker button, “What’s up?”

It was Qiao Nanchu, “A guy just came to the police station to surrender, saying he impersonated Z.”

Jiang Zhi felt a bit more awake, “He confessed to everything?”

“Yeah, the forensic department did an in-person evidence collection. He did commit those robberies and thefts.”

He tapped his finger on the milk can in his hand, “Who ordered him?”

Committing a big frame-up and then turning oneself in, there had to be something fishy. This perpetrator was just a pawn, someone hired to take the fall while the mastermind remained hidden.

Qiao Nanchu and Jiang Zhi thought alike, “He refused to say, claimed he did it for money, and was afraid the police would trace it back to him, so he used the name of the professional errand runner Z. But I looked into his background, he used to work for the Luo Family.” Qiao Nanchu pondered, “It should be because of Zhou Qingrang’s matter, Luo Qinghe holds a grudge against Z.”

Jiang Zhi pondered for a moment, “Why did she stop then?”

That part was indeed suspicious.

Luo Qinghe was vindictive and sinister, once she bit someone, she wouldn’t let go easily, truly inherited from Mr. Luo, that old fox.

Qiao Nanchu was in a good mood, chuckled, and said mischievously, “Who knows, maybe she suffered a loss at Z’s hands.” He dragged his tone suggestively, “This Z is quite something.”

At that moment, Jiang Zhi stayed silent.

Qiao Nanchu teased him playfully, “You’ve dealt with her so many times, and besides the milk scent, you found nothing else?”

Following that—

“Beep beep beep beep beep beep…”

Jiang Zhi hung up the phone.

Qiao Nanchu rubbed his chin, chuckled quietly, something didn’t seem right.

At the film set, Jiang Zhi called Vice Director Zhao over, looked around, and asked, “Where’s Zhou Xufang?”

First thing he did was ask about Miss Zhou.

Vice Director Zhao couldn’t help speculating, replying, “She’s not on set.”

Jiang Zhi frowned, his peach blossom eyes filled with a smoky look, beautiful yet aggressive.

“Call her here.”

It was a commanding tone.

Vice Director Zhao felt a bit troubled, hesitated before speaking, “But there’s no scene with extras today…”

Jiang Zhi squinted his eyes, his proud demeanor imposing, “Can’t you add one?”

This Miss Zhou had an unusual relationship with the director.

Vice Director Zhao was quick-witted, “I’ll add one right away.” Then, he took out his phone, about to contact the extras coordinator.

Jiang Zhi stopped him, “Forget it.”

Vice Director Zhao was perplexed, “Huh?”

Why cancel now? So unpredictable.

There, the director lounged on a recliner, resting with his eyes closed for a minute. He changed his posture several times, frowning, then relaxing, hesitating repeatedly, before finally taking out his phone, rubbing the keys for a long time before dialing. @@novelbin@@

“Hello.”

The voice was perpetually cold.

Jiang Zhi cleared his throat seriously, “It’s me.”

This was Jiang Zhi’s first time calling her, the number memorized from a takeout receipt, familiar by heart but never dialed before.

Unaccountably, he felt a bit flustered.

Zhou Xufang’s tone was unwaveringly cold, “Who is this?”

“…”

She didn’t save his number!

She couldn’t recognize his voice!

Jiang Zhi gave a forceful cough, clearing his throat hoarse from a sleepless night, “It’s Jiang Zhi.” His tone was sharp, seventy percent angry, thirty percent reluctant.

Upon hearing it was Jiang Zhi, Zhou Xufang remained silent for a few seconds, then greeted him, “Hello, Jiang Zhi.”