The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 57: 057: The person in Jiang Zhi’s dream~

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She held down his shoulder, “Don’t move.”

He truly didn’t move.

Outside the window, thunder boomed.

Jiang Zhi suddenly sat up, waking from a dream.

It wasn’t raining outside, just the sound of thunder. The light of dawn was enveloped by thick clouds, making the sky a dull gray. Ten minutes later, rain began to patter down. Jiang Zhi, sleepless, sat up listening to the raindrops hitting the window sill, his thoughts lingering in turmoil.

The winter rain lasted for three days.

Even Xue Baoyi could see that Jiang Zhi looked very unwell. Halfway through the Xue Family’s birthday banquet, he was nowhere to be seen. After searching around, they found him in the lounge, trying to catch up on sleep.

But he wasn’t really asleep, just lying there listlessly.

“Jiang Zhi.”

“Mm.”

He looked extremely lethargic.

Xue Baoyi, concerned, called Xue Bingxue over, “Uncle, come have a look at him.” He looked as if he were on his deathbed.

Xue Bingxue went over to feel Jiang Zhi’s pulse.

“His pulse is very irregular, his body is extremely weak.” Xue Bingxue asked him, “What have you been doing these past few days?”

Jiang Zhi propped himself up to sit, “Nothing much.” His tone was very ordinary, as if narrating a matter of course, “Just liked someone, liked them so much I got sick.”

The Xue uncle and nephew were speechless: “…”

They all knew that Jiang Zhi had feelings for a woman, they just didn’t expect him to be so consumed by it.

Xue Baoyi still found it hard to believe, “Really turned straight?”

“Mm.”

“Really like her that much?”

Jiang Zhi struggled for a second, then admitted, “…Mm.”

Tsk.

It’s real!

To be honest, Xue Baoyi felt a bit sour. After all, their group of brothers had coddled Jiang Zhi, this little beauty, in the palm of their hand for so many years, and within just a few days, he was taken away by someone else’s “pig.” He had mixed feelings.

Nonetheless, it wasn’t easy for Jiang Zhi, the perennial iron tree, to finally bloom. As his brother, he couldn’t cut short his peach blossom fortune. He had to support him, “Don’t be a chicken. What’s the big deal? Just liking a girl.” He had to offer some strategies, “Brother Zhi, don’t overthink it. If you like her, go after her. If you don’t know how, I’ll teach you.”

After all, he, Second Young Master Xue, had a reputation as a playboy.

Xue Baoyi got increasingly excited as he spoke, “Do you want me to teach you some—”

Jiang Zhi stood up and left.

“Where are you going?”

He went to No. 43 Changdu Road, a beauty salon named Fairy Descending. @@novelbin@@

“You are…..” The shop owner and chief stylist Cheng Xin hesitated to recognize him, “Director Jiang?”

Jiang Zhi didn’t often appear in public, but his face was unforgettable. Cheng Xin suspected his eyes were playing tricks, wondering why such a great figure would visit his modest salon.

“Shh.” Ah Wan gave him a sign to keep it low-key.

It was really him!

Cheng Xin, overwhelmed with favor, quickly ushered him in, “Director Jiang, are you here for… a haircut?”

“Mm.”

He seemed absent-minded, his gaze fixed on a poster at the door.

Cheng Xin couldn’t quite understand why the big shot had humbled himself to come here, so he cautiously asked, “What kind of hairstyle would you like, Director Jiang?”

Jiang Zhi drew back his gaze, “The same as Zhou Xufang’s.”

Cheng Xin was bewildered, “Ah?”

“That poster at the door.” Jiang Zhi pointed. “Dye my hair the same color as hers.”

The great director appeared to be in a good mood. Although his face was sickly pale with dark circles under his eyes, his brows and eyes sparkled with energy, his lips were rosy and skin fair, genuinely a beautiful appearance. Cheng Xin couldn’t help but appreciate the beauty for a moment longer, “You want it dyed matte blue?”

Jiang Zhi glanced at a chair.

Ah Wan quickly placed a clean handkerchief on it.

Jiang Zhi sat down, “Mm.”

Matte blue was a trending hair color in the salon, but it was usually favored by young, rebellious men. Cheng Xin thought it wasn’t quite suitable for Jiang Zhi’s status, so he objectively suggested, “Director Jiang, maybe you should reconsider. This color might—”

Jiang Zhi, expression unchanged, interrupted, “I’m in a hurry, dye it quickly.”

A great director, wanting to dye his hair the matte blue that playboys loved, it was really a bit…

Four hours later.

Cheng Xin was genuinely amazed by his own work, “Amazing!”

My goodness, this looked too good!

Dye it!

Dye it!

Jiang Zhi, who had been resting with his eyes closed the whole time, finally opened them, looking somewhat fatigued, a bit drowsy with a touch of laziness. Hoarsely, he asked, “Looks good?”

Cheng Xin nodded vigorously.

Honestly, after Zhou Xufang, Jiang Zhi once again redefined his perception of matte blue.

Plenty of men came to the salon for matte blue, and although it always looked good, it generally carried some air of roguishness. But with Jiang Zhi, his fine features and good bone structure, the dull grayish blue complemented his captivating eyes, making him look both seductive and reserved. The aristocratic aura was there, with a hint of enchantment, yet not a trace of vulgarity.

At this hour, there was no one else in the salon.

Cheng Xin flattered without restraint, “Director Jiang, you’ll be the most dazzling figure in this area when you walk out!”

Beside him, Ah Wan, who deeply valued honor, took pride and quickly added, “Of course, our boss’s face is invincible even across the entire Imperial City.”

Though his temper was bad, his face was undeniably enduring.

“Since it looks good,” Jiang Zhi stood up, walked to the mirror, and adjusted the hair at his forehead, “can I be a model for your salon?”

The misty blue tint in his alluring peach blossom eyes made anyone he looked at feel an uncanny stir.

Cheng Xin was momentarily stunned, “Ah?”

“The poster at the door, give it to me, you can name the price.” Jiang Zhi said, “You can also use my photo as a model one.”