The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 329: 329: Jiang Zhi gets jealous, hints at having a child (third update)

Chapter 329: 329: Jiang Zhi gets jealous, hints at having a child (third update)

Miss Zhou wanted to kill someone, “…” His eyes were ablaze with fury, “I know!”

Know?

Su Lihua gave him a cold look: Know my ass.

During that year’s lab explosion, he brought Zhou Xufang ahead in an escape, with this directionally-challenged fool chasing after them, only to get lost halfway and ended up trapping himself in a dead end.

Twenty-six years old, and still can’t tell left from right.

When he was seven, Old Master Zhi hired a teacher to teach him firearm assembly, only to discover he couldn’t distinguish between left and right, suggesting the child might have intelligence issues.

A seven-year-old kid shot the teacher’s ear off with a gun.

Teaching a child to use a gun at seven, and to actually shoot someone at that age, how could he not turn out twisted?

“We should probably settle our scores.” He walked ahead as if knowing the way.

Su Lihua’s gaze was as indifferent as water in a deep well, undisturbed: “What scores?”

There was a fork in the road ahead.

He stopped: “You snatched someone from me, what scores are left?”

Su Lihua walked ahead to lead the way in a casual tone: “It wasn’t from you, it was from your father.”

“Second Uncle, 011 is mine.” His handsome face was bruised, a mix of blue and purple, his eyes holding a murderous smile.

Su Lihua’s tone was still bland: “Even if she’s yours, what’s next? Are you planning to make medicine out of her, or use her for experiments?”

He wiped the blood from his forehead: “As I please.”

Following one’s whims, utterly devoid of any moral or humane boundaries.

That’s how Old Master Zhi taught his son.

Su Lihua walked under a streetlight, casting a long shadow on the ground: “If you want to do as you please, you’ll have to deal with your father first.”

Su Qinghou took a turn.

Su Lihua glanced at the road sign above: “This way.”

He paused mid-step, turning back: “Su Lihua, you think I don’t dare to touch you?” He moved his right index finger to his left wristwatch, pressed it, and a blade sprung out.

He dared.

Su Lihua had a scar on his waist, inflicted by this psycho when he was twelve. Usually, he would just inflict torture as his temper dictated, but when he truly got vicious, he’d even dare to mess with his own father.

He ran his fingertip over the blade’s edge, cutting through skin instantly, razor-sharp: “I’ve wanted to deal with you for a long time.” His eyes focused on the person ahead, as sharp as the blade.

Su Lihua had already reached the car across the street and opened the door: “If you kill me, who will drive for you?” His expression was extremely cold and impatient, “Get in.”

Su Qinghou couldn’t drive himself, because he was not only directionally confused but also colorblind to red and green.

He gritted his teeth.

He’d get in the car now, and kill him another time.

Zhou Xufang had treated all of Jiang Zhi’s wounds before leaving the police station.

“Xufang, don’t go out alone anymore.” Su Qinghou’s dog was truly fierce; his wrist was nearly bitten off, likely to leave a scar.

While walking, Zhou Xufang cradled Jiang Zhi’s injured hand and blew on it: “I’ll be careful.”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.” Jiang Zhi pulled her hand away and took hers, walking alongside her in the night with only the two of them, “Was that Su Lihua the person who saved you back then?”

“Yeah, I was injured at the time, Su Qinghou was chasing me, and it was Su Lihua who took me out of the lab. He also found me a place to stay and a teacher. I stayed in Pullman for half a year before returning to the country. The professional errand runner business was also a path he introduced me to.”

What exactly Su Lihua did, Zhou Xufang didn’t know.

Either way, very mysterious.

“Why did he help you?”

“He’s not like Su Dingzhi and his son; he’s a good person with a cold exterior but a warm heart. He had helped me several times when Su Qinghou gave me trouble.” Su Lihua was her benefactor.

Back in the lab, no one could handle Su Qinghou, only Su Lihua dared to hit him.

Zhou Xufang had a very positive impression of Su Lihua.

Jiang Zhi felt a sense of crisis, “Does he have a girlfriend?”

Zhou Xufang, “Ah?”

The topic changed so quickly.

After some thought, she said, “I don’t think so.” But she wasn’t sure, “However, it seems like he’s looking for a girl. I don’t know if she’s his girlfriend or not.”

A girl named Lin Dongshan.

That was all Zhou Xufang knew.

Jiang Zhi had injuries on her hands, and Zhou Xufang was driving the car. As soon as the two of them entered the community, Old Wang, on duty at the security room, called out to Zhou Xufang.

“Miss Zhou, why are you returning so late?” Old Wang was staying up late binge-watching dramas and hadn’t gone to bed yet.

Zhou Xufang didn’t know how to answer.

Jiang Zhi said, “Working overtime.”

Old Wang glanced at the big director’s bruised face and tactfully didn’t ask any further, “Around nine o’clock, people from the mall came to deliver goods. They said it was for Miss Zhou, so I signed for them. Here’s the list, check if anything’s missing.”

Zhou Xufang remembered; she had bought a lot of things with Fang Lixiang. The list was two pages long. After checking she said, “Nothing’s missing, thank you.”

Jiang Zhi looked at the boxes on the ground, “It’s too late now, can we leave them overnight and have someone come to move them during the day?”

Old Wang readily agreed, “No problem, I’ll keep an eye on them for you.”

Jiang Zhi thanked him and led Zhou Xufang home.

The list in her hand was too long, and he glanced at it, “What’s the rattle?”

It was the first item on the list, with a quaint name.

Zhou Xufang said, “It’s the kind of drum that children play with in their hands.”

What did you buy a drum for?

Jiang Zhi took a closer look at the list. There were not only drums but also baby strollers and cribs: “Why did you buy these?”

“I accompanied Lixiang to buy them, and I thought they were nice, so I bought them too.”

Jiang Zhi stopped, “Zhou Xufang, are you hinting at something?”

Zhou Xufang, “Ah?” Her expression was a bit confused, “Hinting at what?”

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, “Hinting that I shouldn’t wear a ‘condom.'”

“…”

Her face turned red, and she quickly walked away without waiting for him.

Jiang Zhi lazily followed behind, whining coquettishly, “Zhou Xufang, my hand hurts.”

He had only received simple treatment for his injury and had refused to go to the hospital. Zhou Xufang immediately ran back to him, “Let me have a look.”

His wrist was wrapped in a bandage and was no longer bleeding.

Zhou Xufang didn’t dare touch his wound, so she just rubbed near it, blew on it, and asked if it still hurt.

Jiang Zhi tricked her, saying that a kiss would make it better.

Zhou Xufang lightly pecked the gauze, “Why did Su Qinghou bite you?”

As soon as this was mentioned, Jiang Zhi got annoyed, “He said you bit him.” His tone started to get heated, and jealous, “Why did you bite him?”

Zhou Xufang had almost forgotten about that, “When we were escaping, he wouldn’t let go of me. I was injured and couldn’t push him away, so I bit him.”

Every time Jiang Zhi thought about Su Qinghou still having scars from Zhou Xufang’s bite, he felt all sorts of discomfort. However, he couldn’t get angry at Zhou Xufang, so he extended his other uninjured hand, “You bite me too.”

Zhou Xufang looked puzzled, “Why would I bite you?”

“I’m jealous.”

She smiled, “Okay.”

Jiang Zhi rolled up his sleeve, placed the tender part of his wrist near her mouth, and she took it in gently. Her teeth grazed his wrist without actually biting down.

It was ticklish.

Jiang Zhi unlocked the door, picked her up and placed her on top of the cabinet…