The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 474: Fang Bao protects the fetus, Su Chan gets a boxed meal (first update)

Chapter 474: 474: Fang Bao protects the fetus, Su Chan gets a boxed meal (first update)

Young Master Zhi was held under soft imprisonment on the sixty-third floor of the Dingzhi Building by Old Master Zhi. Although it was called soft imprisonment, Young Master Zhi was, after all, a master; who would be the Pullman reigning as the emperor of the land in the future was still uncertain. Therefore, even under soft imprisonment, the people below had to revere him as they would an ancestor.

"Young Master Zhi," the man outside was one of Old Master Zhi’s, very respectful towards an ancestor, "The person has been brought here."

Following that, the man opened the door.

Su Chan walked in: "Qing Hou."

A chain was locked around Su Qinghou’s neck, its length just enough for him to move around the room. He was lying on an operating table, quite leisurely, and tossed a dagger at her feet,

"Cut."

He had established a rule: those who betrayed him had to cut off three fingers.

Su Chan didn’t pick up the dagger: "It was me who released Mr. Zhi, but I did it to save you."

"To save me?"

Su Qinghou lay on his side, propping up his chin with a relaxed posture, waiting for her to continue.

Su Chan, unruffled, explained smoothly, "Xiao Yi came to me and asked me to hide 011 in the Dingzhi Building. I knew you wanted 011, so I decided to use his plan against him."

In other words, without a traitor like 011, it would have been impossible to infiltrate the Dingzhi Building.

Su Qinghou slightly lifted his eyelids: "Continue."

Continuing methodically, Su Chan said, "I was about to tell you Zhou Xufang’s whereabouts when I received news, and only then did I find out that Xiao Yi had deceived you and taken you to Tongqing Island and was planning to get rid of you. I had no other choice but to collaborate with Mr. Zhi. I was originally going to rescue you, but Mr. Zhi found out on the way that you had escaped danger, and then he turned back and captured 011."

Her story had a beginning and an end, sounding plausible.

Su Qinghou sat up: "Another thing, explain why you were in the cage."

Su Chan answered swiftly, without hesitation: "011 wanted to flee, I couldn’t beat her, and she locked me in the cage."

"Come here." He gestured with his hand.

Su Chan walked over.

He reached out, touching the bandage wrapped around her neck: "Zhou Xufang’s doing?"

She nodded.

His touch was gentle as he caressed the wound: "If you had confessed honestly, you’d only have to cut off three fingers. Why lie?"

Su Chan, panicked: "I didn’t."

"You think I’m stupid?" He opened his hand, pinching her throat with two fingers, applying a moderate amount of pressure. Bright blood slowly seeped out from the bandage, staining his fingertips a vivid red, "You didn’t collaborate with Su Dingzhi, you collaborated with Xiao Yi, because you didn’t want me and Jiang Zhi to rescue Zhou Xufang. After you knew I was out of danger, you released Su Dingzhi, hoping to use him to get rid of 011, right?"

She opened her mouth to argue: "Qing Hou—"

The hand on her neck suddenly tightened, choking her throat.

Blood, drop by drop, fell into his palm: "How many times have I told you to change the way you address me?" His voice was gentle, but his eyes were murderous, "Be good, tell me, why do you want to kill 011?"

Su Chan, gasping for breath, mouth agape: "Because you like her." Her pupils reddened gradually, "You like Zhou Xufang."

He neither acknowledged nor denied it, his slightly blue pupils like the deep sea, calmer the deeper it went: "So what?"

A man like him shouldn’t be bending for anyone.

With less and less oxygen in her lungs, she said intermittently: "Then she... she has to die."

Su Qinghou suddenly laughed.

"You like me, don’t you?"

Tears welled up in Su Chan’s eyes, and she forced the words out from her throat word by word: "I, love, you."

Once, a foolish woman had said to Su Dingzhi that she loved him.

And then, that foolish woman went to meet King Yan.

That foolish woman was his mother.

The smile on his lips vanished abruptly: "Then you must die."

The hand clutching her throat tightened bit by bit, and the stitched wound split open, blood gushing violently, staining her shirt with large patches of red.

"Qing..."

"Qing, Qing Hou..."

Her mouth gaped open as she gasped for breath with a ferocious expression, the oxygen in her nostrils dwindling, her complexion slowly, slowly turning blue.

Just as she was about to suffocate, Su Qinghou suddenly let go.

She slumped onto the ground, gasping for air.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." She coughed violently, blood flowing more profusely from her neck, she struggled to raise her head, "Don’t you feel even a little bit reluctant to let me go?"

Su Qinghou took a piece of paper, wiped the blood off his hands without looking at her, and said to someone outside, "Go tell Su Dingzhi not to set his sights on Zhou Xufang, I have a substitute here that I can give him for free."

Su Chan’s face turned ashen.

So ruthless, this man.

Without hesitation, she picked up a knife, raised her hand, and plunged it towards her heart—

But he grabbed her hand, and the blade of the knife on his wristwatch instantly slid across her skin.

A burning pain surged through the back of her hand, she could not muster any strength, the dagger fell to the ground, and he picked it up: "It’s not important if you die, but you carry Zhou Xufang’s genetic material, it must be returned."

Su Chan sat on the ground and screamed in emotional collapse, "Why Zhou Xufang?"

"Who said I like Zhou Xufang?" Su Qinghou uncovered the blanket on the operating table, revealing three guns, and lay down, "I’ll deal with whoever says I do."

When Zhou Xufang emerged from the water, the sun had just risen, and there were people watching along the shore, the ocean breeze was too strong, she couldn’t hear what they were saying nor did she know who had sent them.

She dived back into the water, swimming and swimming until she was nearly exhausted... She finally found a deserted spot and came up for air again.

Just as she climbed ashore—

A guy on a bouncing green-eyed scooter gaped in astonishment, "Va, Va, Vampire?!"

The guy started to pedal away on his scooter.

Zhou Xufang flashed in two seconds and yanked his clothing, speaking in English, "Take me to the hospital."

The guy was terrified by her gaze.

Zhou Xufang was nearing her limit, one hand firmly protecting her stomach, her lips turning blue, pupils blood-red: "Hurry, or I’ll drain your blood!"

A vampire still famished... the guy cried all the way to the hospital.

Zhou Xufang stumbled off the scooter, her steps shaky and unsteady, her eyes chillingly grim: "Don’t tell anyone you saw me."

The vampire’s eyes were no longer red, probably starving.

The guy trembled with fear: "YES!" Then, he pedaled away as fast as he could.

Zhou Xufang leaned against the wall, entered the emergency room, and found a bed to lie down on: "Nurse."

Her voice was like a dying breath.

The blonde nurse approached: "What seems to be the problem?"

Zhou Xufang was as pale as a female ghost: "I need to preserve my pregnancy."

There was a dull pain in her abdomen, and she felt that her body was at its limit.

The nurse, seeing her condition was wrong, immediately said, "I’ll call a doctor right away."

Zhou Xufang, just before passing out, grabbed the nurse: "Could I borrow your phone?"

The nurse handed her the phone.

Unsure if Jiang Zhi’s phone was being monitored, she sent a text message: "White Impermanence."

Three seconds later.

The reply came: "It’s me, Lord Black Impermanence."

Zhou Xufang sent over the name of the hospital, turned her head, and passed out.