The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 435: 435: Jiang Zhi Interacting with Cute Kids~ (First Update)

Chapter 435: 435: Jiang Zhi Interacting with Cute Kids~ (First Update)

Today was Monday, and Qiao Nanchu was in full police uniform: “Being in intelligence means you’d better be fast or you’ll be left out in the cold.”

Captain Cheng felt like he was being told to go out in the cold.

“Antie!”

The little child was very enthusiastic, rushing into the hospital room and grabbing onto Zhou Xufang’s hand, trying to climb onto the hospital bed. Jiang Zhi was quick with her eyes and hands, grabbing the young child by the collar and pulling him away.

The little kid’s full name: Huang Dabao.

Huang Dabao, the little friend, sported the most fashionable “pot lid” haircut from nursery school, his collar choking his neck as he struggled to turn around, spotting an uncle with blue hair: “Who are you?”

Xiao Mei said that uncles with rainbow hair were all bad uncles. Oh, Xiao Mei was his classmate, the prettiest girl in their “Banana Class.”

The bad uncle was fierce: “Let go.”

Huang Dabao was a bit scared but he was brave: “No.”

Jiang Zhi pried his little hand open finger by finger and carried him a meter away: “She just had surgery. Don’t touch her carelessly, it might lead to an infection.”

That was said for the mother of the child to hear.

Ms. Qi hurriedly embraced her son to one side, apologizing awkwardly.

Huang Dabao felt wronged, his eyes welling up with pitiful tears: “I want Antie to hold me.”

Ms. Qi smiled apologetically at Zhou Xufang and explained to her little bundle of joy: “Antie can’t hold you. She got hurt while saving you and hasn’t recovered yet.”

“I brought medicine.”

Huang Dabao kicked his little legs, and his mother put him down on the ground. He took his backpack off, rummaged through it, and pulled out two packets of cold medicine. Clutching the two packets, he stretched out his small chubby hand towards Zhou Xufang but then seemed to remember something. Sneaking a peek at the blue-haired uncle, he timidly retracted his hand and pushed the medicine toward his mother, asking her to give it.

He was so afraid of this uncle, even though he was as handsome as an immortal.

Ms. Qi couldn’t help but laugh and cry as she put down the supplements and fruit she brought, along with the two packets of cold medicine on the table. She crouched down to talk to the child: “Baby, don’t you have something to say to Antie?”

He shyly glanced at Jiang Zhi.

Ms. Qi patted his pot lid haircut encouragingly, and he mustered up the courage to walk over to the bedside: “Thank you.”

Innocently, but with all seriousness.

Zhou Xufang was equally serious: “No need to thank me.”

“Must thank, must thank.” The little child performed a courteous bow with proper manners, like a little grown-up, “Thank you for saving me.”

Very adorable.

Zhou Xufang wanted to pinch his chubby cheeks.

The child’s mother’s eyes were already red: “Thank you, Miss Zhou. If it hadn’t been for you—” she stood up and bowed deeply, “Thank you, thank you.”

Zhou Xufang shook her head, saying there was no need for thanks.

That’s when Captain Cheng saw his chance: “Little friend.”

Huang Dabao looked up with his big, round eyes: “Hmm?”

Captain Cheng, not wanting to scare the child, smiled like an old chrysanthemum, pinching his voice to mimic a child’s: “A bad person hurt Antie, do you want to help the police uncle catch the bad guy?”

Huang Dabao crisply replied: “Yes~”

Captain Cheng picked up a banana from the table, peeled it, and fed the child: “Little baby, do you remember Antie helping an old grandma?”

So greasy…

Vice Captain Xing, who also came, shuddered with goosebumps.

Huang Dabao took a bite of the banana and nodded.

“And then what?”

He blinked: “Antie helped grandma walk away, and then grandpa came.”

Captain Cheng was excited, peeling another banana: “What did that grandpa do?”

“He hid behind a car and then ran away.”

“Did you see that grandpa’s face?”

Huang Dabao, the little friend, nodded and pushed the banana away, he was full.

Captain Cheng bit off the remaining banana excitedly, “Do you still remember what he looked like?”

The little friend nodded, then after a while, shook his head.

Jiang Zhi pulled a chair over and lifted him onto it, “I’m going to show you some photos, see if you recognize anyone.” He took the tablet, “Identify which one is the grandpa.” He glanced at the confused child, “Got it?”

Huang Dabao, his mouth covered in banana, mumbled, “Mmhmm~”

Captain Cheng immediately gathered around.

Jiang Zhi deliberately slowed the pace, sliding through photo by photo, men and women, old and young were all there, obviously, he didn’t quite trust the judgment of a three- or four-year-old child.

More than half had been flipped through, and Jiang Zhi grew more skeptical of the babe, “None of them?”

Huang Dabao shook his head vigorously, “No~”

Jiang Zhi continued flipping.

Captain Cheng asked Qiao Nanchu in a low voice, “Who are all these people on the tablet?” There were faces from the political, business, and entertainment spheres, with several familiar ones that often appeared on television.

Casually, Qiao Nanchu replied, “Jiang Zhi’s enemies.”

“…”

Jeez, talk about a whole basket of enemies.

At that moment, the child’s milky voice called out, “This one, this one!”

Jiang Zhi asked with a stern expression, “Are you sure?”

The child shrank his neck in fear.

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, patiently specifying, “Identify it one more time.”

This time he scrolled from the back to the front.

When he returned to the photo the child had pointed out before, the little one extended a tender finger, saying weakly, “It’s this grandpa…”

Having pointed to the same person twice, it must be right.

Captain Cheng glanced at the photo and called the station, “Go to the Jiang Family to make an arrest.” After stating the target, he urgently excused himself and left.

Little Huang Dabao sat on the chair, asking his mom, “Where did the police uncle go?”

Mom replied, “The police uncle went to catch a bad guy.”

“Xu Fang,” Jiang Zhi nonchalantly pushed the chair slightly away and stood where it had been, “I need to step out for a bit.”

“Are you going with Mr. Qiao?” She was worried Jiang Zhi might do something rash on his own.

“Yeah, with him.”

Zhou Xufang felt relieved and gave her consent.

Jiang Zhi glanced over at the mother and son; they didn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave, with Zhou Xufang around, he couldn’t well send them away directly, “Don’t touch her.”

Huang Dabao, “Ooh-ooh.” He hid behind his mother, waiting for the blue-haired uncle to leave before peering out from behind her, “That uncle was so fierce, so scary.”

Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Xiaolin knocked on the door and, without waiting for permission, opened it, looking at Jiang Chuan as he frantically packed his luggage, “Where are you going?”

The expression on Jiang Chuan’s face immediately returned to normal, “The young master, something urgent came up back home, and I need to rush over to deal with it.”

“Urgent, is it?” He leaned against the door, “Let me give you a ride.”

This young master had lost his polite and scholarly demeanor, becoming even more elusive.

Jiang Chuan dared not meet his eyes, “There’s no need to bother.”

His gaze was mocking, as if watching a play, “It’s no bother.”

He was deliberately not letting him go.

Jiang Chuan hesitated no longer, threw down his things, and dashed out.

Jiang Xiaolin lifted a leg, put it against the door, and blocked the way, “What’s the rush? Your ride hasn’t arrived yet.”

Jiang Chuan stopped, pulled a dagger from his sleeve, drew it from its sheath, and stabbed forcefully!