The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 318: 318: Exploded with excitement, pleasure, and sweetness (Second update

Chapter 318: 318: Exploded with excitement, pleasure, and sweetness (Second update

Lu Sheng simply didn’t care that much anymore, kissing him right by the roadside, in the middle of the crowd.

At the entrance to the TV station, five people stood rooted to the spot.

Host Qin, responsible for the weather forecast, “I’m not seeing things, am I? Is that Mr. Zhou?”

Broad daylight, clear skies, Mr. Zhou wouldn’t possibly be doling out public displays of affection; it must be a phantom limb—damn, I mean a hallucination!

Anchor Yang, responsible for social interviews, “You’re not seeing things.”

Anchor Yao rubbed the sleep from his eyes—damn, rubbed his eyes, in disbelief, “Holy moly! Mr. Zhou is actually getting cozy with a girl on the street, and here I thought he was the type to only meditate at home.”

Zhou Qingrang was well-known in the TV station for being otherworldly, uninvolved in earthly affairs like dating; how could he possibly engage in such things?

Ah, the sun must have risen from the west today.

Anchor Qin rubbed his eyes again, bulging them out as he stared, “Who’s that girl? Is she from our station?”

Anchor Yang shook his head, he hadn’t seen her before.

Beside them, Anchor Tao, responsible for the food program, chimed in, “You don’t recognize her? She’s the second young miss of the Lu Family.”

Anchor Yang then asked, “Which Lu Family?”

Anchor Tao replied, “Which one could it be, but the most formidable one in Imperial City.”

Anchor Qin and Anchor Yang: Heavens!

The three male hosts were so busy gawking that they failed to notice the complexion of their female colleague worsening.

“Teacher Tang.”

Tang Ying was zoning out.

Her assistant called out to her again, “Teacher Tang.”

She snapped back to attention, “Hmm?”

“What’s wrong with you? You don’t look so good.”

She lowered her eyes, “I’m feeling a bit under the weather. You all go ahead to the afternoon tea, I’ll be heading back.” She handed her card to her assistant, saying it was her treat before turning to leave.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qingrang had come over, holding onto a girl’s hand.

Anchor Qin’s eyes darted around, bursting with curiosity, “Mr. Zhou, aren’t you going to introduce her?”

Zhou Qingrang smiled and introduced her openly, “My girlfriend, Lu Sheng.”

Heavens!

Everyone was seeing Mr. Zhou smile for the first time.

Lu Sheng stepped forward to greet them, “Hello.”

Tang Ying’s footsteps hesitated for a moment before she sped up.

After the Lu Family, Luo Huaiyu ran to several other companies, but no CEO was willing to meet with him, and he even heard rumors that Lu Sheng and Jiang Zhi were spreading the word outside: to side with the Luo Family was to be their enemy.

Who would dare lend a helping hand to the Luo Family, even if Luo Huaiyu offered alluring terms?

In two days’ time, the delivery date would arrive, and if Luo Group couldn’t produce the goods, they would have to compensate according to the contract.

Luo Yinghe grew so anxious she couldn’t sit still, pacing back and forth in her office, muttering, “What to do, what to do?”

Luo Changfang, irritable from her rambling, “Can’t you keep quiet?”

Luo Yinghe glared at her, “Of course you’re not worried, the Luo Group isn’t yours!”

Unable to endure it any longer, Luo Changfang stood up shouting, “Only now you’re panicking, why didn’t you use your brain when signing the contract?”

She retorted, her face flushed, “How is it my fault? Grandpa also said, it was clearly JC playing dirty tricks, setting us up.”

The two of them bickered on and on.

Luo Huaiyu scolded them, but his throat choked up, and he began coughing, “Cough, cough, cough, cough…” He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughing violently for a long time, and upon removing it, saw the bloody imprint.

“Father,” Luo Changfang went over to soothe him, “Dad, are you alright?”

Luo Huaiyu swallowed down the blood in his mouth, unable to cough up the phlegm, breathing heavily, “Go ask the bank again if we can get a loan with shares as collateral?”

“I’ll do it right away.”

Just as Luo Changfang reached the door, Hu Dingguo rushed in saying, “Chairman, some small shareholders in the board are already selling off their shares.”

Luo Group was done for, those opportunists seeking their fortunes elsewhere were only to be expected, but the abnormal thing was that despite Luo Group being in such a mess, there were still buyers willing to take over.

Luo Huaiyu asked, “Who is buying?”

Hu Dingguo answered, “Jiang Family’s young master.”

It was indeed him.

Luo Changfang turned back hesitantly, attempting to persuade, “Dad, why don’t we sell the shares—”

Luo Huaiyu reacted vehemently, cutting her off without listening, “No way! Even if they turn to waste paper, we can’t sell to Jiang… Cough, cough, cough…”

He hunched over, coughing till his face turned ashen.

Hu Dingguo, fearing he might not catch his breath, “Chairman, I’ll take you to the hosp—” Before he could finish, the phone rang.

It was a call from JC’s Pang Shufeng.

“President Pang.” Hu Dingguo listened.

After Pang Shufeng finished speaking, he replied, “Alright, I will pass the message.” Hanging up the phone, he said with a hint of joy, “JC is willing to accept shares as debt repayment.”

The current state of Luo Group, someone willing to take it over was already fortunate.

Luo Huaiyu gasped for air and instructed, “Call Lawyer Cheng over.”

Selling to JC was still better than falling into Jiang Zhi’s hands.

The next day, a court subpoena arrived, and all assets under Luo Group were seized, Luo Group declared bankruptcy.

Three days later, JC Medical acquired Luo Group at a low price, and on the same day, Luo Group was renamed Zhou Group.

When Luo Huaiyu heard the news, he went straight from the hospital to JC’s building, ranting like a madman, “Why is it Zhou Group?” He was wearing a hospital gown, his hair turned completely white, “Why is it Zhou Group?”

“Why is it Zhou Group!”

He was crazed like a lunatic.

Pang Shufeng had someone restrain him and casually replied, “Because our boss’s last name is Zhou.” In reality, it was the boss’s wife who was named Zhou.

Luo Huaiyu’s lips trembled as he murmured to himself, “Zhou, Zhou…”

It just had to be Zhou, it just had to be that surname.

“I want to see your boss.” Luo Huaiyu struggled to catch his breath, his face purpling and his features contorted. He shouted savagely, “Let me see him! I want to meet him!”

He had a premonition, a very bad premonition.

From the office, a voice carried out, lazy in its cadence, “Let him in.”

That voice…

Luo Huaiyu, leaning on his cane, pushed open the door to the office.

A girl was sitting in the boss’s chair, with someone standing beside her—peach blossom eyes looking on indifferently.

A lump caught in Luo Huaiyu’s throat as he pointed, shaking, “You—”

It was Zhou Xufang and Jiang Zhi.

No wonder JC wanted to partner with the Luo Family, no wonder there were issues with Luo Family’s R&D, no wonder JC would rather take a loss than delay, no wonder the Luo Family was taken over and renamed Zhou Group…

Jiang Zhi asked with a smile, “Surprised?”

It was all a scheme, a trap.

Luo Huaiyu’s eyes rolled back, veins bulging on his neck: “You, you—” He choked, breath failing to come, and then he toppled backward.

Changing the Luo Family’s name and surname was just the first step.

Luo Huaiyu had fallen, and on the same day, the scandal involving Luo Changde and his sister-in-law was exposed. Moreover, all the sordid affairs the Luo Family had engaged in over the years were revealed one by one by a Weibo influencer known as ‘Heaven Opened Its Eyes,’ with the families of the girls Luo Changde had harmed stepping forward with evidence, accusing Luo Changde of being worse than a beast, the Luo Family of abetting tyranny. Furthermore, the deeds of Luo Qinghe and Luo Huaiyu were laid bare—their tax evasion, hiring of hitmen, framing, and slander…

The Luo Family became infamous, and all their private properties and real estate were seized.

Naturally, the newly renamed Zhou Group also encountered setbacks; its stock prices plummeted, and all its industries were affected, with CCTV calling them out and netizens boycotting them. It was at this time that JC Medical released a statement: moving forward, Zhou Group would operate independently, with all profits donated to charitable organizations, and not a penny would go to personal use.

The statement caused an uproar of approval, not only did it resolve the crisis for Zhou Group but JC Medical also rode the wave of positivity, earning a great deal of goodwill.

JC’s move was both bold and satisfying.

Now, Luo Huaiyu lay ill in bed, and the Luo Family home was in chaos, a complete mess.

Luo Yinghe was erupting at her mother, “Anyone would have been fine, why did it have to be Luo Changde!” She would rather be the daughter of a pauper than of that beast.

Xu Yunci cried, “Yinghe, listen to me.”

She had scarcely married into the Luo Family when she became a widow. Dismissed as a useless pawn, her family abandoned her, and outsiders said the new bride had brought death to her husband— an ill omen. Her meek nature and lack of children left her without support in the Luo Family, and she reluctantly ended up with Luo Changde.

Luo Changde was a bastard, but what could she do?

Luo Yinghe didn’t want to hear it and smashed everything on the dressing table to the floor: “What’s more to say? You’re vile. Everyone in the Luo Family is vile. I too share the most disgusting blood. I hate you all, I hate every single one of you!”

Xu Yunci’s tears flowed, “Yinghe—”

Luo Yinghe shook off her hand: “Don’t touch me. I find it disgusting.” She turned to run out.

Xu Yunci chased after her: “Yinghe! Yinghe!”

Just as they reached the stairs, a flustered driver rushed in from outside, panting, “Madam, there are people from the court outside.”

Xu Yunci wiped away her tears, summoning her energy, “What are they here for?”

“They’re here to repossess the house.”

This house had been put up as collateral for debts, and now the Luo Family had nothing left.

Suddenly, there was a commotion upstairs. Xu Yunci looked up, startled, “What are you doing!”

The servants were grabbing whatever they could—vases, calligraphy, and paintings—each clutching a pile of goods. Aunt Liu from the kitchen was in the lead, peering outside while huffing and puffing down the stairs, “These things are going to be taken away anyway, might as well make them ours.”

It was Aunt Liu who had instigated it, encouraging everyone to grab what they could and flee—after all, the Luo Family hired outsiders who were too simple to trace.

Xu Yunci panicked and yelled, “Don’t touch those things.”

The servants took the items and ran away, escaping through the side door, vanishing in an instant.

Soon after, the court officials arrived.

Despair took hold of Xu Yunci as she made a call to Luo Changfang, “The house has been sealed off, come and take your father.”

“Sister-in-law, what are you talking about,” Luo Changfang replied softly and gently as if dodging, “I’m married off, and you are the daughter-in-law. Neglecting your father-in-law and pushing him onto me, what do you mean by that?”

Indeed, not one good thing had come from what Luo Huaiyu taught.

“If you want to come, then come.” Xu Yunci hung up and went upstairs to pack as well.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Luo Family members were gone, and Luo Huaiyu came out from his room. He sat in his wheelchair, laughing madly, “Hahaha… *cough cough cough*”

Blood spurted from his mouth.

A court official handed him a piece of tissue for wiping the blood, saying with a businesslike tone, “This place will be demolished in three days, please move out before then.”

Demolished?

Luo Huaiyu swallowed the taste of blood, his lips turning purplish-blue, “Who bought this house?”

“The homeowner’s surname is Zhou.”

He suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, “Hahahahahaha…”

The homeowner’s surname was Zhou.

He mustered his frail body, stood up from the wheelchair, and staggered outside. Sure enough, Zhou Xufang and Zhou Qingrang were waiting outside, across a street, observing.

His slippers fell off, and Luo Huaiyu, with bare feet, stumbled over, his eyes bloodshot, “Are you here to gloat?”

Zhou Xufang stood opposite, his face expressionless, saying, “Here to see karma.”

Changing the Luo Family’s name, tarnishing its reputation, leaving Luo Huaiyu abandoned and with nothing—she had accomplished it all.

The sky of the Luo Family had utterly collapsed,

“Uncle, let’s go back.”

Zhou Qingrang nodded.

She pushed the wheelchair around to leave.

Luo Huaiyu stood in the street, hunched over, madly and irritably howling, “Do you think you’ve won? Do you think by demolishing this place, you can erase all the past? Zhou Xufang, don’t forget, you still have the Luo Family’s blood in your veins!”

He sneered, his features twisted, “We’re all the same—”

Thud!

A large truck suddenly accelerated and barreled toward him, crushing over his legs. On the ground, a pool of blood slowly began to spread.