The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 311: 311: Taking a bath but still flaunting the romance (first update)

Chapter 311: 311: Taking a bath but still flaunting the romance (first update)

His lips were ice-cold as he carefully pressed them against hers, “I’ll try hard to live until your hair turns white.”

Fireworks exploded in her mind, leaving her dazed for a moment as she thought of something important, “You still haven’t answered me, do you actually like daughters?”

What if he preferred sons…

He didn’t answer that question, instead, he sat on the swing and continued kissing her.

At ten-thirty, Lu Sheng finally got home. Zhou Qingrang wanted to walk her home, but she refused, gave him a quick kiss, and ran off by herself. When she got home, her parents were still in the living room, watching a variety show on TV, where the host was laughing loudly. In front of the TV, Mrs. Yao Bixi was expressionless.

She crossed her arms and glanced at the coat on Lu Sheng, “You finally know to come back?”

The atmosphere seemed off, Lu Jingsong looked at his wife, then at his daughter, and finally, he sat to one side, thoughtfully lowering the TV volume.

Lu Sheng took off her coat, holding it in her hands, and caressed it lovingly, “He didn’t ask me to stay the night, so I had to come back.”

“This attitude!”

Yao Bixi glared at her, “That’s unfortunate, isn’t it? You were ready to stay the night, where will this lead in the future!”

Lu Sheng was honest, “A little.”

“Lu Sheng—”

She took over the conversation, “Mom, Zhou Qingrang and I are together now.”

The TV burst into laughter again, and Lu Jingsong joined in, completely ignoring his wife and daughter’s conversation.

Yao Bixi picked up the remote and changed the channel, unfortunately, it switched to the nightly news, and Zhou Qingrang’s face appeared on the screen.

She immediately turned off the TV.

Just then, Lu Jingsong came back from his variety show, “Wife, what do you want to watch? I’ll find it for you.”

“No need to watch anything now!”

“…”

Lu Jingsong touched his nose, sensing his wife was very annoyed, wondering if she was going through menopause.

“Don’t blame him,” Lu Sheng said, “I forced him by playing the victim, you know, I’m a businesswoman, quite skilled at being sneaky.”

She said this intentionally, indirectly defending Zhou Qingrang.

Yao Bixi was furious but helpless, as few parents can truly refuse their children. She sighed, “Find a time to bring him over for dinner.”

Was that a concession?

Lu Sheng exclaimed joyfully, “You’re not opposed anymore?”

Yao Bixi rolled her eyes, angrily, “Would it matter if I were?”

Without hesitation, she answered, “No.”

Yao Bixi pinched the bridge of her nose, then cradled her forehead, “Headache.” She stood up and walked to the bedroom, “Really born to be my nemesis!”

Lu Jingsong, worried that his wife might be having menopause issues, finally processed the conversation, and by now, wife and daughter had stormed off to their rooms. He asked his son, who was struggling to keep his eyes open on the opposite sofa, “Xinglan, has your sister got a boyfriend?”

Lu Xinglan yawned, “Yeah.”

Bolt from the blue!

Lu Jingsong was furious, “Lu Sheng, who allowed you to have a boyfriend, how old are you!”

Slam!

Lu Sheng had shut her bedroom door.

Lu Jingsong jumped up, “Which dirtbag is it? Do you know him?”

Lu Xinglan, fighting off sleepiness, turned on the TV.

The camera just happened to focus on the host’s face, a very handsome face, “That concludes today’s evening news, thank you all for watching, goodbye.”

“It’s him, Shengsheng’s boyfriend.” With that, Lu Xinglan went off to sleep.

Lu Jingsong: “…”

Another bolt from the blue struck, it was actually Zhou Qingrang, not only older, but also—

He leaped off the sofa, “Lu Sheng, get out here!”

Just after his roar, the bedroom door on the first floor opened, and Yao Bixi, with a maternity bandana, emerged, “Lu Jingsong, I have a headache, keep it down.”

Lu Jingsong: “Oh.” He quickly turned off the TV, “Wife, want me to massage you?” as he scurried over to her.

Upstairs in Lu Sheng’s room, she first hung Zhou Qingrang’s coat nicely in the closet, then her phone rang. It was Zhou Qingrang calling.

She got on the bed to answer the phone.

“Are you home?”

With her legs swinging, she laughed, “Yes, I am.”

There was nasality in her voice.

“Is there any cold medicine at home?”

“Yes.”

Zhou Qingrang said, “Go take some medicine.”

His voice was so tender.

His tone was already pleasant, and speaking to her with such soft and gentle words, she nearly melted, covering the phone’s receiver and excitedly rolling on the bed.

“I’ll take it later,” she had something important to say, “I’ve told my family that we are dating.”

Zhou Qingrang’s first reaction was anxious, “Lu Sheng, they are your family, they care about you and think on your behalf, don’t argue with them for my sake.”

Lu Sheng explained, “There was no argument, they are not against it.” She laughed, “My mom said, she wants you to come over for dinner.”

After she finished, there was silence on the phone.

Lu Sheng called out, “Zhou Qingrang.”

He didn’t respond.

She sat up from the bed and called him again, hearing no reply, she muttered, “Did the call drop?”

As soon as she moved the phone from her ear, a clear voice came through, “I’m listening.”

She lay back down on the bed, placing the phone by her ear, and asked why he hadn’t spoken earlier.

“Lu Sheng,” Zhou Qingrang seemed to be in the yard, the sound of wind in the background, “your parents accepting me isn’t because I’m worthy, it’s because they really love you.”

He didn’t want her to have any resentment towards her parents because of him.

Lu Sheng responded, “I know.”

“Shengsheng.”

The two words, called tenderly and affectionately.

Lu Sheng’s heart fluttered, “Hmm?”

He called again, “Shengsheng.”

She couldn’t help but cover her head with a blanket, hiding inside and giggling foolishly, “Why do you keep calling me?”

Because you like it.

She liked his voice, liked him calling her Shengsheng.

“Shengsheng,” he said, “go take the medicine.”

“Oh.”

After taking the medicine, Lu Sheng posted on WeChat Moments; her last post was six months ago.

Last time in Xufang Town, Zhou Xufang added Lu Sheng on WeChat.

Lu Sheng: Not single.

She just posted three words, and Zhou Xufang knew, her uncle and Lu Sheng had become close.

Zhou Xufang in a pink bunny cotton pajama jumped off the sofa and ran to the bathroom.

“Jiang Zhi.”

“Jiang Zhi.”

So excited she even used ‘Flash.’

The bathroom door opened, and Jiang Zhi’s eyes were still misty, “What’s up?”

“You—”

Amidst the steamy haze, she saw his skin reddened from the hot water…

Zhou Xufang suddenly turned around, her ears red, “Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”

Jiang Zhi’s hair was still dripping, “I was taking a bath.” He extended his wet hand, poking her bunny on the back, “Didn’t you call me?”

Zhou Xufang embarrassedly stammered, “I’ll tell you later, you finish your bath first.”

She ran off after speaking.

Jiang Zhi went back to the bathroom, showered twice, and came out wearing a bathrobe only to see his girl sitting on the sofa drinking water, her face as red as an apple.