The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 420: 420: Xu Fang launches a night raid on Jiang Fuli, Qiao Wen CP daily sweetness (second update)

Chapter 420: 420: Xu Fang launches a night raid on Jiang Fuli, Qiao Wen CP daily sweetness (second update)

His chin rested on her shoulder, rubbing it with a small arc, “When I was little, Xu Jiuru was pretty nice to me, even sang me lullabies.” Although it was all an act.

He hated Xu Jiuru, indeed wanted to completely destroy her, but when someone actually dies, he felt melancholic, in short, very contradictory.

Zhou Xufang analyzed for him, “You feel sad because you’re a good person.”

Only she would occasionally say he was a good person, then look at others, who wouldn’t say he was ruthless, despicable, and shameless.

He pulled Zhou Xufang a little closer into his arms, worried the wall behind her would be cold, and placed his hand behind her, “Didn’t you call me bad a few days ago? How come you’re giving me a ‘good person’ card now?”

He really was bad.

She heard him talking on the phone with Lu Xinglan, discussing how to bring down the Jiang Family’s collateral branches, but his badness was real, as was his goodness.

Zhou Xufang felt ticklish from his rubbing and turned her head to dodge his lips, “You’re just very contradictory, a good person and a bad person.”

Jiang Zhi was indifferent, “It’s not that complicated, I’m just your fiancé.”

He didn’t mind whether he was good or bad; he would become whatever kind of person Zhou Xufang wanted him to be. If she liked good people, then he would harm fewer people.

“Let me see your hand.”

Zhou Xufang stretched out her hand, “It’s already healed.” It was just a bit of broken skin.

Jiang Zhi gently touched the scab on her finger, “Not healed yet.” He lowered his head and kissed her hand, “Fang Bao, thank you.”

He rarely thanked her, those two words were too distant, not fitting for their relationship. But this time he had to say it, whether it was saving someone or doing a good deed, it wasn’t something to be taken for granted.

Zhou Xufang knew what he was thanking her for, “Don’t mention it.”

Xu Jiuru had to stay in the hospital for observation due to her health and was guarded by the major crimes unit, with visits prohibited. With her fall, the Jiang Family completely dispersed, and Lu Xinglan took over the Jiang Family, appointing Jiang Zhi as the General Manager of the Group, with two Deputy General Managers, Jiang Xiaolin and Jiang Fuli.

In the evening, Wen Baiyang skipped dinner and went straight to her studio upon returning from school.

Qiao Nanchu brought a piece of cake over; she was busy in front of the computer, the room filled with computers, over a dozen desktops and several laptops.

There was only one chair, so Qiao Nanchu stood behind her, put down the plate, cupped her face, and turned her around, “Eat something first.”

Wen Baiyang shook her head and signed with her hands, “I’m on a mission.”

He stopped disturbing her and just watched from behind. Due to his profession, he had seen many good computer users, their Information Division’s Lu Ning was among the top in the country, but still not as fast as his girlfriend.

The code on the computer scrolled rapidly, Wen Baiyang turned her chair another way, switched to another computer, and got in touch with Zhou Xufang.

“Surveillance intercepted.”

This computer was dedicated to receiving Zhou Xufang’s voice, which a special software converted into text.

Two words popped up on the screen, “Received.”

Wen Baiyang switched to another computer, linking to the receiver in Zhou Xufang’s glasses, transmitting the scanned and photographed content over. She entered several strings of code, and the video connected, syncing the view with Zhou Xufang’s eyesight.

At this point, Qiao Nanchu had only one thought, wanting to whisk his girlfriend away to the Information Division.

He scooped a spoonful of cake and fed it to her lips; she dodged twice but couldn’t avoid it, so she opened her mouth and ate. Then she turned back, “Can you go out first?”

Qiao Nanchu got kicked out by his girlfriend, feeling slightly dissatisfied, “Can’t I watch?”

She shook her head, “You’ll distract me.”

“…”

Fine, he was being rejected.

Qiao Nanchu still didn’t want to leave, holding the plate of cake and standing behind her like a husband-stone, “I’ll be quiet.” He promised, “And still.”

It wasn’t just Qiao Nanchu who could distract his girlfriend from her career but also Jiang Zhi.

At eight o’clock, Zhou Xufang and Jiang Zhi arrived outside Jiang Fuli’s villa.

Zhou Xufang wore a hat embroidered with the letter Z, complete with a mask, glasses, and gloves, dressed in black like a black-clothed person, “You wait here for me.”

Jiang Zhi wore the same hat, glasses, and dressed in her style of sweatshirt and leather jacket, like an ally of the black-clothed man—Black-clothed Man, “No, let’s go in together.”

They had already agreed at home; he only came to keep watch.

Zhou Xufang didn’t want to bring him, “I’m just stealing some things, I’ll be out quickly.”

Jiang Zhi insisted, “We go together.”

Zhou Xufang’s only exposed eyebrows were also refusing, “I can’t climb up with you.”

“I can climb up myself.”

Jiang Zhi believed he was skilled enough, at least apart from Zhou Xufang; he hadn’t met anyone who could beat him, so why did he seem so frail in her eyes?

He might have forgotten his previous short-breathed and delicate appearance, but Zhou Xufang remembered it well, “I’ll worry about you falling.” She was serious, “Jiang Zhi, I’ll be distracted with you around.”

Jiang Zhi was still holding her hand, not letting go.

Zhou Xufang felt helpless, patting his head: “There, there.”

“…”

Was he a dog? A cat? Was he a pet that would obediently listen just because she patted his head?

The Jiang Family pet obediently let go, “Call me immediately if anything happens.”

Zhou Xufang: “Okay.”

“Be extra careful.”

“Okay.”

Zhou Xufang turned her head, ready to set out, but Jiang Zhi still wasn’t reassured. She grabbed Zhou Xufang’s hat and pulled her back, continuing with the instructions: “Don’t forget, you’re pregnant. You can’t be jumping around, making big movements, and you certainly can’t get hurt.”

So nagging.

Zhou Xufang: “Okay.”

“Watch out for your belly, don’t bump or hurt it.” Jiang Zhi stared at her stomach, ten thousand times worried. If it weren’t for the matter concerning Tang Xiang, he would never let her go on a mission.

So annoying!

Zhou Xufang: “Okay.”

Jiang Zhi changed his mind: “You keep watch, I’ll go up.”

“No way.” How could she let her boyfriend do something so dangerous!

“I—”

Zhou Xufang ran off without a trace.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

Other people’s girlfriends are little kittens, little poodles, but his is a little cheetah, a little tiger.

Jiang Zhi was worried to death, considering whether or not to follow her. Then suddenly, Zhou Xufang’s voice came through the earpiece: “Lord White Impermanence, this is Lord Black Impermanence. Please respond if you receive this.”

Lord Black Impermanence’s boyfriend, Lord White Impermanence: “Received.”

“I’m going up; you wait here for me.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Zhi looked up and saw a “black dot” shoot up onto the rooftop of a villa far away. His heart was filled with terror, beating wildly.

Zhou Xufang realized, huh, her speed seemed to be even faster since she became pregnant. The door on the rooftop was locked, but she just had to twist it slightly, and the lock came off. Hmm, she was also stronger than before.

She entered the dark room.

Jiang Fuli was in the bedroom on a phone call. Zhou Xufang approached quietly, opened the door and peeked through the gap.

“Still haven’t found her?”

The man on the phone with Jiang Fuli said.

“Can’t find her, then start searching from Qin Shiyu’s end.”

This “her” should be Jiang Fuxi.

“That little bastard?” Jiang Fuli stood with her back to the window.

Zhou Xufang pushed open the door, closed it gently, and rolled to the floor, rolling to hide behind the bed.

Jiang Fuli turned around: “It’s been so long, and you haven’t found a trace? How are you guys handling this?” She spoke on the phone while undressing, throwing her coat on the bed, “Don’t spook Lu Xinglan. Go check on Ming Hongwei, see what weaknesses he has.”

The man on the phone respectfully acknowledged the order.

“Keep a close watch on Jiang Xiaolin and Tang Xiang too, tell me immediately about any moves they make.” After finishing her call, she hung up. She was almost undressed, down to her underwear, and threw the phone on the bed before heading to the bathroom.

Click!

The bathroom door closed.

It was a good thing Jiang Zhi hadn’t followed her. Zhou Xufang lay on the floor for a while, and when she heard the sound of water, she poked her head out from under the bed, reached for the cell phone, and plugged in the special card reader, then activated the left earpiece: “Bai Yang, I’ve got the phone.”

Wen Baiyang replied with a voice software: “Received.”

And then it was time to wait.

Zhou Xufang, worried the cold floor might harm the “Erdan” in her belly, decided to sit on Jiang Fuli’s bed while waiting. The perfume smelled so strong; she felt a sneeze coming but managed to hold it in.

After several minutes, the earpiece came to life again: “Need twenty minutes.” Jiang Fuli’s phone was clearly well-protected; hacking into it required time.

Zhou Xufang looked at her watch, 8:15: “No rush, take your time, I’ll keep her busy.”

“There might be other copies, check her computer.”

Zhou Xufang received the message: “Okay.”