The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 59: 059: Do you want me?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Over there, a fan representative got a photo with their idol and let out a groundhog-like scream. Jiang Zhi only glanced at it and understood.

She was learning on the spot.

As annoyed as he was, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything to her. Jiang Zhi turned around: “Come with me.”

Zhou Xufang pulled her hat down and followed with her head lowered.

Once they walked away, the people on the set dared to gossip secretly.

Producer: “Who is that girl?”

Crew: “No idea.” She was wrapped up too tightly to be seen clearly.

Producer was puzzled: “Isn’t Director Jiang gay? How come he’s so close to a girl?”

Crew speculated: “Could she be a close friend?”

Producer: “…”

Like hell, a close friend!

Assistant Director: “My son is going through his rebellious phase, dyed his hair blue yesterday.” That little blue hair was full of attitude, looked like a little rascal.

Crew: “You mean Director Jiang is in his rebellious phase?”

Assistant Director was confused: “Director Jiang is already twenty-four.”

Crew guessed: “A late rebellion?”

Assistant Director slapped him: “Watch out, Director Jiang will hear you and have your head!”

Crew rubbed his head.

We don’t know what’s going on, and we don’t dare to ask.

Outside the director’s lounge, Ah Wan stood firm like a pine tree, leaning against the door and concentrating on… eavesdropping.

“Are you afraid of me?”

“No.”

Jiang Zhi sat while Zhou Xufang stood, more than five meters apart. He suppressed the wild thoughts in his mind and didn’t pull her over.

“Then why are you standing so far?” He pointed to the sofa opposite him, “Sit here.”

Zhou Xufang hesitated for a moment, then sat down.

He went to get her two cans of milk and a box of marshmallows, placing them in front of her.

Zhou Xufang said, “Thank you.” Then she held the box, putting one piece after another into her mouth.

Like a food-stashing hamster.

Last night she appeared in his dream, looking just like this. But in the dream, she was even more obedient, sitting on his lap eating candy, hugging him when asked, kissing him when asked, making him want to pile the world’s candy in front of her. The more Jiang Zhi thought about it, the itchier his heart became: “Have you finished the candy I gave you?”

Zhou Xufang opened a can of milk, gave one to Jiang Zhi, then opened another for herself: “No.”

“Call me when you finish them.”

She said okay.

So well-behaved.

The smile on Jiang Zhi’s lips never faded, his eyes shimmering, filled with springtime brightness. His tired look from lack of sleep vanished when he saw her, making him look vibrant and radiant.

“Don’t go to the hair salon as a model anymore. Too much hair dye is bad,” Jiang Zhi didn’t bother hiding his concern, “If you need money, I can give you a role.”

He didn’t like her photos being posted everywhere, nor did he like her working odd jobs. But giving her money outright, she would surely refuse.

Letting her act was also good. At least, he could keep an eye on her anytime.

Zhou Xufang took his concern at face value and agreed: “Okay.”

So good.

Someone this good, should be easy to win over, right?

“You,”

Before he could finish, his body started heating up, feeling restless. He inadvertently messed up the blanket on the sofa.

Zhou Xufang, with a few candies in her cheeks, looked at him blankly: “Hm?”

“Ahem.” He faked a cough, his eyes drifting from her face to her marshmallow-holding fingers, asking awkwardly, “Do you think I look good?” Coy and cautious.

Xue Baoyi often said, with a face like his, attracting people was effortless.

Sure enough—

Despite feeling shy, she nodded.

She was always honest.

Jiang Zhi’s eyebrows instantly filled with springtime brightness. His eyes were scorching, like a hungry wolf tasting the first bite of meat, all his desires triggered. He even swallowed once, his gaze tightly fixed on her, full of overwhelming affection, he asked, “Then, do you,” his Adam’s apple moved slightly, “want me?”

His eyes reflected a faint blue shadow, intentionally softened to become charming and seductive, coaxing her.

As long as she said she wanted, he would give. But… Zhou Xufang didn’t even think about it: “No.”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

The bright flowers in his eyes shattered to pieces instantly. He just wanted to curse, what use was seduction, Xue Baoyi was unreliable, all nonsense!

His happiness got dashed, Jiang Zhi looked at her angrily: “Didn’t you say I look good!”

Zhou Xufang was a bit befuddled by his rapidly changing emotions, showing confusion in her eyes: “Can’t I say it?” But everyone thought he looked good, couldn’t she praise him?

All his romantic thoughts were doused by a bucket of cold water: “…”

She didn’t desire his looks at all, had no understanding of romance or love… Jiang Zhi frowned, realizing he had been too hasty.

Be patient, take it slow.

Using the law of the jungle, he didn’t dare. He feared all his lifetime patience would be spent on her.

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, drank half a can of milk in one go, hid his anxious feelings, looked away and coughed a few times, appearing a bit weak: “Are we friends?”

He knew, Zhou Xufang responded to softness, not hardness.

She hesitated, then nodded.

“Then invite me to dinner tomorrow night.” Afraid she might refuse, Jiang Zhi specifically pointed out, “I gave you that chandelier.”

This time she agreed quickly: “Okay, I’ll treat you.”

Jiang Zhi finally smiled.

Just then, her phone beeped. After checking it, she asked Jiang Zhi: “Are you free now?”

“Yes.” He would be free even if he wasn’t.

“I have something to give you.”

Then she led Jiang Zhi outside the film set. As soon as they went out, Jiang Zhi heard someone calling his name with a loudspeaker.

“Jiang Zhi!”

“Jiang Zhi!”

Such clamor in public made Jiang Zhi very displeased. He threw a glance at Ah Wan.

Ah Wan immediately got the hint and planned to see who was shouting his employer’s name in broad daylight.

“Jiang Zhi!”

“Who’s Jiang Zhi?” @@novelbin@@

Ah Wan looked closely only to see a large truck parked across from the subway entrance. The truck driver was leaning out of the window, shouting with a big red loudspeaker. Ah Wan was about to check it out—

Zhou Xufang raised her hand, waving left and right: “Here.”

Across the street, the truck driver spoke through the loudspeaker: “Are you Jiang Zhi?”

Zhou Xufang nodded under her fisherman’s hat, with Jiang Zhi following behind her, completely bewildered.

The truck driver got out of the truck, wearing just a T-shirt with a cotton vest over it in the winter. Holding a slip in his hand, he walked over, looked Jiang Zhi up and down, and finally fixed his eyes on Jiang Zhi’s hair, saying: “Your eggs are here. A total of 3,496, please sign for them.”

The truck driver had a thick accent.

Jiang Zhi, thinking he misheard, asked Zhou Xufang: “What’s this about?”

“Your favorite farm eggs.”

Jiang Zhi looked at the two-meter-tall green truck, 3,496… eggs?

He was far from thrilled!

He had picked the cheapest option, and she instead sent him a truckload.

Without hesitation, he asked the driver: “Can we return them?” He had lived over two decades, done many extravagant things, but now he felt heartache over her spending this much.

The truck driver looked at him like he was a scoundrel, thinking this blue-haired guy must be a young punk, relying on good looks given by parents, doing useless things. He decisively gave him a white-eye: “The money’s paid, no returns!”

Social punk Jiang “Blue Hair” Zhi: “…”

“Don’t you like it?” Zhou Xufang showed confusion again. She remembered Jiang Zhi said he liked farm eggs, not understanding why he was unhappy when she sent so many of his favorites.

Jiang Zhi explained: “I can’t eat that many.”

Not disliking was good.

Zhou Xufang took the delivery slip, signed it, then told Jiang Zhi: “There is rice bran and sawdust under the truck. You can bury the eggs in them, they’ll last a long time in winter. If you can’t finish them, you can share with friends and family.”

Once again, Jiang Zhi looked at the truckload of eggs, feeling conflicted. Satisfied, but also pained by the money she spent: “How much did you spend?”

“Not much.” She suddenly remembered something exciting, “Mr. Xue Baoyi ordered many phone cases from me yesterday. The profit of one case is eight bucks, I made quite a bit.”

She kept a straight face, seriously said: “I am not short on money.”

Jiang Zhi was speechless, once again constrained by emotions.