The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 54: 054: Jiang Zhi Caught in the Act (Part 1)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Come here and pour me a drink.”

The boy stepped forward sluggishly, his eyes misty with tears. He sneaked a glance at Jiang Zhi, hesitated a few times before sitting down, not daring to sit too close. He cautiously poured a glass of wine and handed it over.

There was a faint scent of men’s cologne, not too strong.

However, Jiang Zhi still found it pungent. Holding back his nausea, he accepted the glass and downed it in one gulp. He then looked up at the other person: “Don’t you know how to serve people?”

The cold-faced, handsome man exuded an air of elegance. He moved forward and sat down, his hand casually resting on Jiang Zhi’s thigh.

“How about this?” The man looked at Jiang Zhi, his hand moving up along Jiang Zhi’s thigh. His sharp brows and star-like eyes were impeccably handsome. “What about this, Mr. Jiang?”

This seductive demeanor wasn’t effeminate at all. Clearly, he had been trained.

Jiang Zhi said nothing.

The man’s hand continued upwards, along the inner thigh—

“That’s enough.”

Jiang Zhi stood up: “Get out.” He clutched his abdomen, a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, the blood vessels on his neck faintly visible. He was at his limit. “All of you, get out!”

“Not satisfied?”

Looking at Jiang Zhi, pale-faced and red-eyed, Qiao Nanchu found it immensely amusing and teased: “Shall I get you another batch?”

Jiang Zhi kept a stern face, downed a glass of iced whiskey, and then left the private room.

Ah Wan hurriedly followed.

Xue Baoyi chased to the door to see Jiang Zhi clutching his abdomen and coughing, fleeing in a panic. He really didn’t understand: “What’s wrong with Brother Zhi?”

Xue Bingxue, who had been silent, said: “Jiang Zhi suspects he’s been straightened out.”

Xue Baoyi gave an ‘oh,’ suddenly understanding.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Zhi returned, paler than before, looking completely drained of energy.

Xue Baoyi sat down next to him: “Where did you go?”

Jiang Zhi said nothing. Ah Wan answered for him: “The boss went to throw up.”

Xue Baoyi: “…”

Is this a fake gay?

Jiang Zhi leaned against the sofa, lifelessly drooping his eyelids: “Get me a few more women.”

More?

Ah Wan worried his boss’s fragile body couldn’t handle it.

Xue Baoyi actively went to arrange it, bustling around like an old madam: “Manager You, get a few women over here, all different types.”

Xue Bingxue cursed him for being shameless!

Qiao Nanchu threw a blanket onto Jiang Zhi: “Still feeling unwell?”

Jiang Zhi coughed, his eyes watery: “Mmm.”

His throat itched, and he couldn’t suppress his coughing. He reached out for a glass of wine.

Qiao Nanchu snatched it away: “Stop messing around.” He replaced it with a clean glass and poured some milk for him. “Don’t drink anymore.”

By this time, the women had already entered. Xue Baoyi made them stand in a line, heads held high. Before long, the room was filled with the scent of perfume.

Jiang Zhi clutched his abdomen. The milk he had just drunk churned violently in his stomach. Too tired to move, he glanced over the group.

Among the eight young girls, there were both slender and voluptuous ones, some with delicate features, and some with refined temperaments. There were shy and timid ones, and of course, there were bold and proactive ones.

If they could latch onto the little master of the Imperial City Jiang Family, they would have endless wealth and glory.

The lady in the red dress thought of this and elegantly approached, her soft, bone-like body sidling up: “Mr. Jiang.”

The scent of roses mixed with cosmetic powder instantly overwhelmed him… @@novelbin@@

Jiang Zhi’s face changed immediately. Using just one finger, wrapped in his sleeve, he poked the woman’s shoulder and forcefully pushed her away. His peach blossom eyes filled with disdain, suddenly turning fierce.

“Ah Wan.”

Ah Wan rushed over.

The woman was shoved to one end of the sofa, while Jiang Zhi sat at the other end, taking off his coat with a dark expression.

“Get them out.” He weakly but authoritatively commanded, “All of them!”

He’s not going to faint, is he?

Ah Wan didn’t dare delay. He swept the women out, their coughing really scaring him. He feared the boss might cough his lungs out and kept checking back several times.

Jiang Zhi leaned on the sofa, panting heavily, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, sweat beading on his forehead.

Oh right, the boss couldn’t stand the smell of rose perfume. Realizing this, Ah Wan grew even more disgusted with the red-dressed woman, thinking her a brazen slut. He roughly pushed her out and was about to close the door when he was startled, quickly clearing his throat and coughing: “Boss, Miss Zhou is here—”

Too late, Xue Baoyi, that loudmouth, was still shouting: “Brother Zhi, don’t be discouraged. If these aren’t satisfactory, I’ll get another top girl for you.”