The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 55: 055: Zhou Xufang gets jealous? (Charges are based on word count)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Brother Zhi, don’t be discouraged. If you’re not satisfied with these few, I’ll get you another top girl.”

What Ah Wan really wanted to say was—

Boss, Miss Zhou is here. Hurry up and get Mr. to take his women somewhere else to play.

This meticulous and loyal act of framing Jiang Zhi ended in failure. Ah Wan smiled awkwardly but politely, “Miss Zhou, what a coincidence.”

The next second, the coughing abruptly stopped.

Ah Wan didn’t even know how his employer got to him. It was as if a gust of wind had blown in.

“Y-You, what are you doing here?”

Jiang Zhi did not know where to look, where to place his hands, and his stammering made him look even more guilty, like a husband caught cheating by his wife.

Jiang Zhi just stood at the door in that flustered state, sweating despite the freezing cold.

Zhou Xu Fang, on the other hand, had changed from the pink outfit she wore two hours ago into a black one, with her perennial cold face partially hidden under a hat. “I’m going to deliver food now, goodbye.”

After saying goodbye, she walked away quietly with two bags of pork liver and vegetable porridge, her head down, only sneaking a glance at the eight scantily clad women.

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a few seconds before he chased after her.

“Zhou Xufang.”

She turned around, “What’s up?”

Jiang Zhi loosened the collar of his sweater a bit, revealing his fair skin and slightly reddened Adam’s apple. “It’s not what you think.”

Zhou Xufang: “Oh.”

That was it?

Was that it?

Jiang Zhi felt as if his heart had been stuffed with a wad of cotton, both blocked and itchy.

“Then I’ll get back to work.”

She turned to leave, but just as Jiang Zhi was about to call her back, she turned around by herself, looking very hesitant and conflicted, her brows furrowed.

She looked at him and said earnestly, “Jiang Zhi, you must take care of your health.”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

Damn it, he wasn’t visiting prostitutes!

After delivering the food, Zhou Xufang left Fusheng Inn. At the entrance, she saw two women and a man. Despite the cold weather, the women wore very little, hanging onto the man and refusing to let him leave.

The man said mischievously, “You can’t bear to be apart? Then come with me.”

Then the man hugged one woman on his left and the other on his right and got into a sports car. Before he drove off, the phone rang.

“What’s up?”

“Where are you? Why aren’t you back yet?”

“Working overtime.”

“What time will you be back? Xiao Bao has a slight fever.” @@novelbin@@

“I’ll come home when I’m done.”

Then the man hung up and drove away.

Scoundrel!

Scumbag!

Zhou Xufang parked her scooter on the side, picked up a stone from the ground, aimed it at the rear tire of the sports car, and kicked it.

“Bang!”

The tire burst.

The man cursed loudly.

Zhou Xufang snorted inwardly, then put on the yellow helmet designated for delivery people. She pushed her scooter for a few steps before stopping at the sight of a trash bin. She paused, stared at it for a moment, placed her scooter down, walked over, and kicked the trash bin. It was supposed to be a light kick just for fun, but she was too strong.

With a loud bang, the trash bin toppled.

Why did she have to kick the trash bin? How annoying!

Zhou Xufang tugged her hair in frustration, squatted down, and started picking up the trash that had spilled out, one piece at a time…

Suddenly, a pair of leather shoes stopped in front of the pile of trash. The shadow covered her.

“What are you doing?”

Zhou Xufang looked up and saw Jiang Zhi. The neon lights behind him created a glow, like specks of light falling in his eyes, resembling the million lights of a city.

She looked up at him and said, “I’m picking up trash.” Honestly, she didn’t even know what she was doing or saying. It was all a mess. So she added, “You can sell a bottle for a dime.”

Coincidentally, she was holding a plastic water bottle.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

She squatted there, donning a yellow helmet, looking like a lively mushroom.

Jiang Zhi took a couple of steps forward into the light of the neon signs.

“Don’t pick it up, it’s dirty.” He bent down, grabbed the hood of her sweatshirt, and pulled her to the side. After letting go, he turned back and said, “Ah Wan, you pick it up.”

Ah Wan: “…”

All these years, it was honestly his first time picking up trash. Ah Wan felt an indescribable feeling.

“Don’t you have something to say to me?” Jiang Zhi, wearing just a sweater, stood in the post-rain breeze. His face tightened from the night’s chill, eyes locked on hers.

Zhou Xufang was silent for a moment.

She thought it was inappropriate to say anything but couldn’t help herself: “Jiang Zhi, don’t fool around with those women.”

“Why?”

She answered seriously, “If you solicit prostitutes, you won’t be a good citizen.”

Jiang “Good Citizen” Zhi, thinking she was attracted to him and had a possessive desire: “…”

A “good citizen,” my ass!

This clueless, unromantic woman!

Jiang Zhi couldn’t decide whether he was more angry at her or at himself. With a stern face and a rough voice, he said, “I wasn’t soliciting!”