The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 328: 328: Xu Fang's Benefactor Appears (Second Update)

Chapter 328: 328: Xu Fang’s Benefactor Appears (Second Update)

Another one, an unrivaled beauty.

The newcomer, clad in a beige overcoat with a high-collared black sweater underneath, black trousers, and leather shoes, exuded meticulousness and precision. His face was a perfect match for dark tones, cold as frost.

The man had a rugged profile, thin lips, and an ascetic appearance, yet paradoxically possessed a pair of inward-curved double eyelids, which made his bright, pure black eyes stand out.

He was a man whose profile resembled a devil’s, but his full face was angelic.

Qi Runrun had been staring at him for a while before clearing her throat, “And you are?”

He approached, “I am a relative of Su Qinghou.”

Su Qinghou turned to glance at him, “You still dare to come.”

Ignoring him, the man pulled out his ID from his wallet and placed it on the table, “I am Su Lihua, Su Qinghou’s uncle.”

Such a young uncle.

Qi Runrun gestured for him to sit, “Mr. Su, I briefly explained the situation over the phone just now. Currently, neither party is willing to reconcile—”

In the middle of speaking, another family member of the involved party arrived.

The newcomer was dressed like an undercover agent, and Qi Runrun wasn’t sure, “Miss Zhou?”

She nodded, stepped forward, and removed her duckbill cap, “I am Zhou Xufang.”

Jiang Zhi and Su Qinghou both turned around simultaneously.

Qi Runrun stood up to pour water, “Now that both family members are present, would you like to sit down and talk things over?”

Talk things over?

From the moment Zhou Xufang walked in, the atmosphere in the police station had plummeted to freezing point.

Su Qinghou rose from his seat, and Jiang Zhi quickly stepped forward, shielding Zhou Xufang, locking eyes with Su Qinghou in a tense stand-off.

His eyes were piercingly cold, “011, you’ve become capable, finding a man to back you up.”

Zhou Xufang shook her head at Jiang Zhi to calm him, then she stepped forward, confronting Su Qinghou, “Don’t touch the people around me, come at me directly in the future.”

Bald since childhood, now fleshed out and with hair, the only constant were those clear black and white eyes that distinguished good from evil.

“Are you declaring war on me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Su Qinghou, unbothered, smiled, “Good, I enjoy it when you struggle desperately and can’t defeat me.” It would be boring if she simply surrendered.

No rush, let’s enjoy the game, he thought, relishing the sight of her struggling.

Zhou Xufang thought to herself: Pervert!

Su Qinghou pulled a chair over, adjusted it, and sat down with his hand resting on the backrest, “Jiang Zhi,” his tone casual, playful, “keep a close eye on her, don’t give me an opportunity.”

Jiang Zhi moved forward, but Zhou Xufang immediately grabbed him, “Your hand is injured, I bought some medicine, let’s apply it first, okay?”

Okay?

Such a docile tone, damn spineless.

Su Qinghou took out a cigarette, pulled one from the pack, and his gaze, venomous like a snake’s, sinisterly fixed on Zhou Xufang.

Officer Qi Runrun, “You can’t smoke here—”

Flick!

He lit his lighter, biting on the cigarette, took a drag.

Qi Runrun, “…”

What kind of people are these!

“Just sign the mediation document.” Su Lihua tossed the document to Su Qinghou, “Xufang, come with me.”

Jiang Zhi immediately looked at Su Lihua defensively.

Zhou Xufang set down the medicine she had brought, “Mr. Su, let’s talk outside.”

Clearly, Zhou Xufang not only recognized this ‘Mr. Su’ but was also quite familiar with him.

Jiang Zhi held onto her, not letting go, “Zhou Xufang.”

“Wait for me here.”

She went out with Su Lihua.

Jiang Zhi’s gaze was tightly fixed outside, his frown growing deeper by the moment.

“Do you know what their relationship is?” Su Qinghou’s eyes were dark and predatory, like a wolf spotting its prey, eager yet confident, “011 was smuggled out by Su Lihua.”

Jiang Zhi, expressionless, “I don’t speak with dogs.”

Su Qinghou flicked the ash from his cigarette, “Who are you calling a dog?”

Calm and indifferent, he retorted, “Whoever bites me is the dog.”

This Jiang Zhi… ah, the most detestable person he had ever met.

Su Qinghou stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the table, stood up, and kicked.

Jiang Zhi was unapologetic, grabbing a chair to smash.

Bang—

The chair shattered with a kick.

Qi Runrun was about to explode: “Feifei, quick, hold them back!”

Zhang Feifei hesitated, mainly because both of them looked like werewolves. He decided to take out his baton and struck the table hard: “This is a police station, everyone behave!”

It was past midnight, and there was not a single passerby outside the police station.

Zhou Xufang frowned, her mind elsewhere.

She heard Su Qinghou cursing at Jiang Zhi, and Jiang Zhi cursing back at Su Qinghou. She wanted to go in and help Jiang Zhi—

“Qing Hou acts on a whim, his character twisted by his father’s teachings, lacking any moral baseline,” Su Lihua instructed her. “You need to be more cautious in the future.”

There really was no moral baseline, otherwise why would he dare to strap a time bomb to someone?

“I know.” Zhou Xufang asked him, “Have you been in Imperial City these past few years?” She hadn’t seen him for a long time.

Su Lihua rarely smiled, cold and icy, like someone in a painting. Though meticulously crafted, he lacked a hint of liveliness.

“I’ve been teaching at Bai Yang’s school.”

“Then why didn’t you come to see me?”

She and Su Lihua weren’t exactly friends, having met not often. Back in the laboratory, she’d seen him a few times, always because Su Qinghou had gone too far, nearly costing lives. People below would call him in; of course, Su Qinghou didn’t listen to him, but he always managed to resolve the issues.

Like the massive explosion at the lab years ago, a ton of explosives—Su Qinghou had people throw it, and Su Lihua secretly intervened, destroying all the machines but saving everyone’s lives.

“If I came to see you, Qing Hou would catch the scent and follow. He kidnapped Bai Yang this time because he found out I had been in contact with Bai Yang, thinking it was you.”

“Is Su Qinghou trying to capture me for experiments?” Honestly, Zhou Xufang never truly understood Su Qinghou—he tortured her the most brutally, yet he didn’t kill her.

“He has ambitions, but mostly, he finds fun in the torment,” Su Lihua frowned slightly, his expression revealing a touch of helplessness. “He’s always seen tormenting others as a pleasure.”

Zhou Xufang agreed and thought Su Qinghou was a complete psychopath.

“Not just Qing Hou, you need to be careful of his father too.” Mr. Su had no interest in playing; he only weighed pros and cons. The lab was his creation, and he wouldn’t give up so easily without achieving his goals.

Zhou Xufang respected Su Lihua like a parent, standing upright with a solemn expression, she responded clearly: “I understand.”

Su Lihua spoke indifferently: “Is that guy inside your boyfriend?”

Zhou Xufang felt shy and smiled: “Yeah.”

She had changed a lot, smiling more than before.

He objectively commented: “Not bad.” At least, he had never seen Zhou Xufang smile before.

Zhou Xufang looked into the police station, her lips curving slightly, then pursing: “Will Su Qinghou give you trouble for helping me?”

He didn’t care: “Even if I didn’t help you, we wouldn’t get along.”

That seemed true.

At the entrance of the police station, Qi Runrun ran out, anxiously shouting, “Family members, hurry up and come in, they’re starting to fight again!”

Zhou Xufang and Su Lihua went over.

Jiang Zhi and Su Qinghou were grabbing each other by the collars, both sets of beautiful eyes wishing they could skin and debone each other.

“Jiang Zhi.”

“Su Qinghou.”

Zhou Xufang and Su Lihua each pulled one apart.

Qi Runrun looked at the papers scattered all over the floor, almost at her wit’s end: “Quickly sign the mediation agreement and get out of here as soon as you’re done.”

So nerve-wracking in the middle of the night!

Eventually, the mediation agreement was signed by Zhou Xufang and Su Lihua.

Su Lihua kicked a chair: “I’ll take you home.”

Su Qinghou still sat stretching his legs, spat a mouthful of bloody sputum onto the paper, and threw it in the trash can. His gaze was like a predatory beast, still staring at Zhou Xufang: “Who asked you to take her?”

Su Lihua’s expression was indifferent: “You didn’t bring your phone, can you find the way back?”

Young Master Zhi, who couldn’t tell left from right, without his phone: “…”

Meanwhile, Zhou Xufang was applying medicine to Jiang Zhi, his wrist bitten, the flesh raw and bloody.

She felt heartbroken: “Does it hurt?”

It didn’t hurt, but Jiang Zhi hoped to be consoled: “Yeah.”

She gently blew on it.

After so many years, he had become even more tenderhearted! Su Qinghou coldly glanced: “Wait, I’ll come to capture you again.”

With that, he left the police station, turning right.

The right turn faced a wall.

Su Lihua reminded from behind: “You went the wrong way, it’s on the other side.”

Su Qinghou felt murderous: “…” Fire seemed to spark from his eyes, “I know!”