The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 48: 048: Jiang Zhi Hides Xu Fang in a Gilded Cage (Part 1)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I like eating eggs, so you can give me organic eggs.” That’s cheap.

Zhou Xufang agreed, “Okay.”

Then she could just give him a truckload of eggs, or send them for a year.

She looked up at the chandelier above her head again, feeling very satisfied, wanting to hum the theme song of her favorite TV show. But this was Jiang Zhi’s house, so she held back and said to Jiang Zhi, “You should go change your clothes and then drink your porridge; otherwise, it will get cold.”

“Mm.” He raised the corner of his mouth, and then flattened it again, urging with a stern face, “Are you going to dawdle until dawn?” Not cold?!

She hurried to the bathroom.

Jiang Zhi went to the dressing room and put on a pullover sweatshirt he rarely wore.

The porridge was warm. He drank a few sips; it was too fresh, with too much shrimp meat. He got up to pour a glass of cold water and drank half of it in one gulp. He also turned off the heating, but it was still hot, his mouth dry and parched.

Maybe the cold wind caused it; his head was vaguely aching too.

He thought he needed to find a reliable psychologist to examine his brain. Otherwise, how could giving away a lamp not be enough? He even wanted to throw her a bank card when he saw her eyes glued to that lamp, letting her buy ten or so just to play with.

Was he sick? Leading her into the house without reason was one thing, but wanting to pack up all his belongings for her to take away was another.

Could it be that this girl really turned him straight? Becoming like that silly, sweet Xue Bingxue who craved for Jiang Wei’er to carve out her heart.

Jiang Zhi unconsciously pressed his chest. If Zhou Xufang asked for his heart, would he dig it out?

Damn it!

He was sick, thinking about such issues. He gulped down the remaining half glass of cold water and felt somewhat less hot. He poured another glass of water and tapped his fingers on the dining table in thought before dialing Jiang Wei’er’s number.

“At this hour, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

It was noisy on Jiang Wei’er’s end, not sure which high-spirited venue she was at.

Jiang Zhi stated his purpose directly, “Get me a set of clothes over here.” After a brief pause, he added, “For a girl.”

Jiang Wei’er took several seconds to react, realizing the situation, “Brother Zhi, something’s up, huh.”

Her words were full of teasing.

Jiang Zhi didn’t bother with nonsense, “Don’t ask too much.”

Fine, Jiang Wei’er wouldn’t ask, “At least tell me the size.”

“170, slender.”

He answered so quickly that it caught Jiang Wei’er off guard, “Where should I send the clothes?”

“My house.”

Who could it be that managed to capture Jiang Zhi’s interest, bending his years of resistance and already gaining house entry so quickly.

Jiang Wei’er was extremely curious, teasing obliquely, “I thought you were impotent. Not bad, Brother Zhi, finally coming to life.”

Jiang Zhi abruptly hung up and downed a glass of cold water.

Damn, it was hot.

On her end, Jiang Wei’er listened to the busy tone on the phone and laughed silently. Without further delay, she grabbed her coat and stood up, “You guys play, I’m leaving.”

Xue Baoyi, sitting beside a ‘graceful’ figure, was playing cards with a group of familiar wealthy young men, blowing smoke rings, “Isn’t Xiao Linsu filming in another province? It’s early, why are you leaving?”

Jiang Wei’er went straight over and stubbed out his cigarette, “Brother Zhi has a situation; I need to go there.”

Xue Baoyi’s hand trembled from the cigarette ash burning him, making him play a good card mistakenly, “What situation?”

She was succinct, “Hidden Beauty.”

Hidden Beauty?

Jiang Zhi?!

Xue Baoyi instantly lost interest in the card game, “Damn, take me along.” He pushed away the ‘graceful’ figure beside him, “You go back by yourself, Mr. has to catch a cheater.”

Zhou Xufang took a quick shower, just ten minutes, and the sound of water stopped in the bathroom.

“Jiang Zhi.” She called from inside. @@novelbin@@

Jiang Zhi spilled two drops of the water from his cup, unconsciously licking his lips, “What is it?”

Zhou Xufang said, “The clothes fell to the floor and got wet.”

Her tone was very calm, without a hint of ulterior motive, but in Jiang Zhi’s ears, it was like a claw, scratching and itching his heart.

He swallowed a big gulp of cold water, his Adam’s apple rolling, “Wait a minute.”

This girl was probably here just to torment him.

He pulled at the collar of his sweatshirt, exhaled deeply, got up, and went to the cloakroom for two more pieces of clothing. He then sidled to the bathroom door and knocked.

The door opened a crack, and a tender, white hand reached out.

She called him, “Jiang Zhi.”

Clearly having never seen the sun, her skin was excessively white, showing no guard against him, audaciously exposing half her shoulder.

Look away, Jiang Family’s upbringing had always been strict, but at that moment, he forgot all about being a gentleman, his eyes traveling up from her fingertips, then stopping.

Her hand hovered in midair for a long time, and she didn’t get the clothes.

“Jiang Zhi.” She called again.

Jiang Zhi didn’t respond.

She waved her hand, “Give me the clothes.”

He was still staring at her outstretched hand, even subconsciously leaning his body forward, scrutinizing her arm. Porcelain white, translucent, with not a single scar.

Just one day, how could there be no wounds?

It wasn’t her? The voice, eyes, body shape, even the strength were so alike. Then how to explain this? Coincidence?

He furrowed his brows, standing in the doorway for a long time, completely puzzled.

“Jiang Zhi.”