The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 58: 058: Wife, quickly praise me, praise me!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was almost 2 PM when Xu Fang finally woke up.

The blackout curtains didn’t let any light through, making the room dark. A tender, white hand reached out from under the dark bedding, grabbed a phone off the bedside table, checked the time, then put the phone down again. She buried her head in the pillow for a long while before sitting up.

Her hair was a mess, and her eyes were blank.

“Are you getting up?”

The mechanical synthesized voice echoed in the large room.

“Hmm.” Just awake, Xu Fang’s voice was heavily nasal. A tuft of hair stuck up at the top of her head, and she hadn’t fully opened her eyes yet, squinting at the SpongeBob on her computer screen.

Shuangjiang asked her, “What time did you get back last night?”

She hadn’t had enough sleep. She yawned and sniffled, sounding a bit kiddish. “After four.” She had taken a late-night gig the night before and got home very late.

“Someone’s at the door downstairs.”

The computer alarm sounded at the same time.

Xu Fang had installed a camera at the downstairs door. Whenever someone approached, the alarm and monitoring system would trigger automatically.

“It’s the noodles I ordered.”

She ruffled her hair, went to the dressing room to change, and went downstairs to get her lunch.

She had ordered noodles again.

“Ah Fang.”

She was busy rating the delivery. “Hmm?”

Seeing that she was busy, Shuangjiang didn’t type and used the synthesized voice. “I’ve informed Jiang Zhi about Jin Song hiring us, but he hasn’t taken any action. I guess he might have found out who wanted to kidnap him on his own.”

Xu Fang looked up. “Will Jin Song still try to harm him?” @@novelbin@@

Jiang Zhi had already temporarily moved back to the Jiang Family mansion yesterday. There were servants guarding outside at night. She didn’t dare get too close.

“Don’t worry too much. Many people in the Jiang Family want to harm him, but he’s managed to survive until now, which shows he’s not simple,” Shuangjiang said. “Ah Fang, Jiang Zhi is much more hidden than you think.”

Xu Fang knew that Jiang Zhi was a very smart person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have suspected her identity so quickly, but—

“He’s not a bad person.”

Shuangjiang, however, said, “He’s just not bad to you.” Jiang Zhi was a deeply hidden person with too many secrets. That sickly appearance was probably just a facade.

Xu Fang didn’t argue with Shuangjiang and simply asserted, “He treats me very well. That lamp,” she pointed to show Shuangjiang, “He gave it to me.”

The lamp had just been installed yesterday.

The entire room had a dark and cold tone, and suddenly there was this luxurious and exquisite lamp. Though it looked nice, it seemed a bit out of place. But Xu Fang liked it. Sometimes she would jump up and touch the crystal pendant on the chandelier.

Oh, Xu Fang remembered something.

She put down her chopsticks and opened WeChat to send a message to Wen Baiyang.

“Bai Yang.”

Wen Baiyang replied with a smiley face.

Xu Fang was a slow typist, poking out one character at a time. “Will the eggs I ordered arrive today?”

Wen Baiyang’s hometown was in Da Mai Mountain. Her grandmother raised a lot of free-range chickens, and many villagers made a living that way too. The last time Xu Fang sent Jiang Zhi a chicken, it was also bought by Wen Baiyang. This time, she had ordered a truckload of eggs from her.

Wen Baiyang replied, “Yes, the truck will arrive in the Imperial City at three o’clock. Do we need to change the delivery address?”

“No need to change,” Xu Fang typed, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“.”

She put down her phone and looked up; the computer screen was dark. Shuangjiang had gone offline at some point.

She had to go to Jiang Zhi’s set to be an extra at three o’clock, just enough time.

Fang Lixiang was also on the set. She was a Weaver Girl and had a lot of scenes. As soon as she saw Xu Fang, she happily fluttered over like a butterfly.

“Xu Fang~”

Xu Fang felt a bit uncomfortable with her enthusiasm.

Fang Lixiang, like showing off a treasure, brought a cup of milk tea to her. “I bought you milk tea.”

Xu Fang liked sweets, especially AD calcium milk and various milk teas.

She accepted it and took a sip. “Thank you.” She fumbled in her backpack and pulled out four eggs. “Want some free-range eggs?” The eggs were stuffed into her bag by Wen Baiyang on the way here for her colleagues.

Fang Lixiang was on a diet recently and didn’t want her agent to see, so she quickly hid the eggs in her coat and nibbled on them inside: “You’re not eating?”

Not wanting to say she gets drunk from eating eggs, Xu Fang lied, “I’m allergic to eggs.”

There are people allergic to eggs?

Fang Lixiang felt she might be illiterate, so ignorant. She stuffed half an egg into her mouth: “Then don’t eat the free meals on set from now on, I’ll bring you food.”

“Okay.”

Xu Fang thought about giving Fang Lixiang extra money later.

“Xu Fang, I have to tell you, I might be in for some luck.” Fang Lixiang swallowed the egg, took a sip of milk tea, and chatted with Xu Fang squatting in the corner. “Director Jiang had some fallout with Vice President Jin of Huayu and replaced Su Chan. I heard from Wei’er that they will be selecting a new female lead from Baoguang’s artists, and I’m on the shortlist as Urala Li Xiang?!”

Urala Li Xiang was dumbfounded herself.

Jiang Zhi was known in the industry for being unconventional in casting. As long as the image fit and the acting skills were solid, he didn’t care if the actor was new, old, popular, or forgotten.

The sun was out today, and Xu Fang wore a fisherman’s hat, making her face look especially small. She sincerely praised Fang Lixiang, “Your acting is very good.”

Fang Lixiang smiled broadly.

Of course, her acting was good. She was a natural performer.

“Xu Fang, when I make it big, I’ll help you debut.” Fang Lixiang thought, if she got rich, she wouldn’t forget her friends. She must bring them along to prosperity.

But Xu Fang shook her head. “I don’t like being in front of the camera. I’m fine being an extra.” Extras didn’t have many close-up shots, so she didn’t have to worry about being remembered.

True, Xu Fang was too introverted and had some social anxiety. Fang Lixiang thought for a moment, “Then I’ll have the crew heads give you some favoritism.”

Xu Fang nodded, biting the straw.

“Whoa!” Fang Lixiang suddenly fixed her gaze.

“What’s wrong?”

Fang Lixiang stammered, “Th-th-th-that… that’s Director Jiang?” Her eyes widened, “Why did he dye his hair?!”

Xu Fang was stunned and forgot to respond.

Fang Lixiang spat out a mouthful of milk tea, and the pearls slid out. “Wow, matte blue.” She glanced at Xu Fang’s medium-short hair under the hat. “Xu Fang, it’s the same as yours.”

Jiang Zhi had just arrived, and the set suddenly went quiet. Many eyes were on him… and his hair. Xu Fang was also staring.

She couldn’t help touching her own hair. “Mine is temporary, it’s already washed out.” She whispered, “Jiang Zhi’s looks nice.” Even better than hers.

Fang Lixiang rubbed her chin: Nice, but not very dignified. Jiang Zhi was already good-looking, and now with matte blue hair, he looked even more like a little demon.

That little demon was pacing back and forth five meters away.

Fang Lixiang scratched her head. “What’s he doing?” She couldn’t understand, “Why is he walking around like this?” Showing off his new hairstyle?

Xu Fang finished her milk tea, threw it in the trash, and walked over.

“You dyed your hair.”

There were many people around, so she didn’t dare to get too close.

Jiang Zhi moved to the side a little. “Hmm.”

Xu Fang followed, speaking honestly, “It looks good.” Matte blue made him look a bit lazy and rascally, less soft, and more aggressive.

But it looked good.

Jiang Zhi’s lips curved slightly, and he subconsciously moved his head a bit closer to her. “Anything else?”

He looked like… the gray cat downstairs wanting to be petted.

Xu Fang thought, should she praise him some more?

Just then, Yu Ran’s fan representative came over to visit the set. Though she was far away, Xu Fang had good hearing and picked up every word.

The fan representative was screaming: “Yu Ran, I love you so much, can you give me an autograph?”

Does this count as praise?

Xu Fang thought, then imitated: “Your hair looks beautiful, can you give me an autograph?”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

The fan representative was stomping her feet excitedly. “I really love you, I’ve watched all your movies.”

“I’m definitely going to support your new movie.”

“You’re so beautiful.”

“Sign here, sign here!”

“Can I take a photo with you?”

“Oh my god, thank you, goddess!”

Xu Fang also heard Yu Ran’s laughter, sounding very happy.

She thought, maybe normal people liked this kind of admiration. She mimicked that fan’s actions, stomping her foot, then stomping again.

“Can I take a photo with you?” She gave a thumbs up, seriously emphasizing, “Your hairstyle is really pretty.” After she finished, she remembered another line. “I’ve watched everything you’ve made. I will definitely support your new movie.”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

The worst thing is when the air suddenly gets quiet…