The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 125: 125: Jiang Zhi seeks favor, Fang Bao says you’re infertile.
 

“The fire was set by the Luo Family themselves.”

Qiao Nanchu clicked his tongue, “The Luo Family really are a bunch of beasts.”

No, beasts are better.

Jiang Zhi finally added two ice cubes to the adjusted drink, shook it until it was even, picked it up, and brought it to his lips.

Before he could taste it, Qiao Nanchu intercepted his glass, took a sip, put it down, then grabbed a clean goblet and poured him a glass of milk, “Drink your milk.”

Jiang Zhi gave him a cold look and snatched the drink back.

“Bang!”

Xue Baoyi kicked open the door and came in.

Qiao Nanchu glanced at him, “What’s wrong with you? Such a fiery temper.”

He walked over, snatched the glass of alcohol from Jiang Zhi’s hand, and gulped it down, “I’ve been screwed over.”

Jiang Zhi kicked his shin, telling him to move away, and climbed down from the barstool to nest on the sofa.

“Who screwed you over?” Qiao Nanchu’s mouth curled with a smile, clearly delighting in his misfortune.

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Xue Baoyi was fuming, “Luo Qinghe.” He slammed his phone down on the table, poured a glass of alcohol, and drank it in one go, “She got her cousin off the trending searches by getting me on there instead.”

Qiao Nanchu picked up the phone, looked at it, and laughed, “One night with two ladies?”

Weibo’s wording really is getting more and more explicit.

Xue Baoyi slammed his glass down, his brows and eyes ferociously angry, “Bullshit! I was just playing mahjong with them.”

“If a grown man brings two beauties to a hotel just to play mahjong, would you,” Qiao Nanchu jerked his chin up, “would you believe that?”

No.

No man would believe that.

That’s the problem. If Xue Baoyi had done something else, he wouldn’t have been so annoyed, but all he did was play mahjong, and that’s unacceptable.

“So I suspect Tianxing set me up. Those two artists used to be with Tianxing. Besides them, there was also a director and a producer that night.”

The person curling up on the sofa lazily added a comment, “Were the cameras broken?”

Xue Baoyi turned to look at him, “How did you know?”

Jiang Zhi said, “That was the Luo Family’s hotel.”

Xue Baoyi was speechless, a thousand words converging into one expletive, “Fuck!”

Luo Qinghe is more venomous than many men. Honestly, Xue Baoyi really couldn’t outplay her if it came to tricks.

“Why such a big reaction this time? Your gossip never stopped,” Qiao Nanchu teased him, “Didn’t you get caught last month bringing four girls swimming? I didn’t see you jumping then.”

Xue Baoyi grabbed his hair, clearly annoyed, “How can that be the same? I can mess around if I want, but I won’t stand for others messing with me.”

At that moment, Jiang Zhi spoke up, “I’m the one who exposed Luo Yinghe’s news.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Baoyi took on a grievance-stricken tone, playfully reproaching him, “Brother Zhi, it turns out I’m taking the fall for you.”

He didn’t deny it, “Isn’t your company about to release a movie?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. Use this to stir things up.”

The next day, the skies were overcast—a bad omen.

Luo Yinghe issued an apology, and her assistant came forward to clarify, accepting the blame. Moreover, some ‘informed sources’ revealed that said assistant had character issues and meticulously listed five instances of her moral failings, arguing with reason and evidence.

With the influence of paid posters and fans, Luo Yinghe was pretty much cleared, and all the dirt was thrown onto that assistant. This, along with Xue Baoyi topping the news, resulted in a decently managed PR campaign.

Tianxing’s PR skills have always been top-notch in the industry, but just as one wave settled, another rose.

It was still about Luo Yinghe’s violence—the edited video showed all eight of her past assistants bearing brunt of her abuse to various degrees. Plus, there was a psychiatrist’s diagnosis clearly stating that Luo Yinghe suffered from a mild form of violent behavior disorder.

Once this solid evidence came out, it almost completely negated all the previous PR work.

The paid posters and fans had just whitewashed her image, and now they darkened it again, much to the amusement of the onlookers.

Bro, I’ve been severely hurt, don’t tease me: “This is the fastest face-slapping I’ve ever seen.”

Being chubby just ate your rice: “Have your own problems but blame the assistant’s character, truly shameless to the extreme.”

Another day in love with President Gu: “Tianxing’s artists are toxic, right? Have you not noticed? The two women who went to the hotel with Second Young Master Xue used to be with Tianxing. I seriously suspect he was framed.”

Erm erm erm hmm add me for a massage and reply to @Another day in love with President Gu: “Sister, you’ve got the truth! Second Young Master Xue was all open and aboveboard when he brought four girls the last time, no way he’d be sneaking around with just two.”

Xue Baoyi’s baoyi: “Hold me tight, Second Young Master, I lose if I unfollow! @Beijing’s Hottest Guy V”

Guess if I’m wearing panties: “Second Young Master’s persona is to wander freely. If he didn’t bring girls to the hotel, his image would collapse. I think, Second Young Master did it on purpose @Beijing’s Hottest Guy V”

I’m a little princess: “I’ve disliked Luo Yinghe for a long time now. Last time during the meeting with Yun Sheng, she kept pressing up against him, my goodness, Yun Sheng was still a high school student!”

Sister, lie down boldly: “Get treated if you’re sick @Luo Yinghe V”

“…”

Under Luo Yinghe’s Weibo, there was a tide of bad comments, and her fans didn’t dare to make a sound for fear of being scolded. In just two hours, she lost over two million followers.

Xue Baoyi was originally headlining the news, but with this storm, he got pushed to third place.

Third place? How could that be enough?

No, he had to post a Weibo.

Beijing’s Hottest Guy V: Just here to hop on the trend wave, releasing on January 25.

A short clip of Baoguang’s New Year’s film’s outtakes was attached.

Xue Baoyi’s Weibo boasted twenty million followers. He wasn’t even an artist, so why did he have so many followers? Because he’s a show-off, making headlines every so often, and not in an ordinary way.

Looking for typists～add QQ～84613～: “This timing for trend-hopping, very showy～”

You have stars in your eyes, I only have eye boogers: “Last time he went swimming bringing four girls, this time only two at the hotel, disappointing!”

Wang Wei 1246: “What’s with women nowadays? Fawning over such garbage, they really ought to get their eyes checked.”

Zeng Dangyang, did you ripple today reply to @Wang Wei 1246: “Jealous, aren’t you, fatso? Quickly pound your chest and lament the injustice of the heavens!”

Don’t call me a fangirl, call me the hottie harvester replied to @Wang Wei 1246, “For the sake of Mr. Second Young Master, I’m willing to go blind.”

Orange Peel Too Peeled: “About conquering two girls in one night, aren’t you going to explain? @Beijing’s Hottest Guy V”

This Orange Peel Too Peeled had been spotlighted by Xue Baoyi.

Beijing’s Hottest Guy V replied to @Orange Peel Too Peeled: “Why should I explain? You’re not my wife, are you?”

Then, the comments piled up as follows:

Xue Baoyi’s Baoguang: “I am your wife, you heartless man! @Beijing’s Hottest Guy V”

I’m Second Young Master Xue’s Concubine: “Look at my nickname @Beijing’s Hottest Guy V”

I’m Second Young Master Xue’s Second Room Concubine: “Look at my nickname @Beijing’s Hottest Guy V”

…

The internet was in an uproar, but what was Xue Baoyi doing?

He was lying in his executive chair, wildly kicking his legs around as he played a game, and within just five minutes, he couldn’t take it anymore and started howling, “Teammate!”

“Teammate, teammate!”

“Quick, help me up!”

“You, come and help me up!”

The teammate on the other end of the phone couldn’t take it anymore, their ears hurt, they ripped off an earphone: “Coming, stop howling.”

On the gaming screen, the teammate with two colorful braids went to help up the dead weight.

Xue Kenghuo stood up and immediately began to complain, oh, Xue Kenghuo’s in-game name was A Handsome Life, and the teammate was I’m Your Ancestor.

A Handsome Life: “Up on the roof across, the one in the nurse outfit, he’s sniping me!”

I’m Your Ancestor: “Hide behind me. Watch me blow his head off with one shot!”

In the game, a big man in a camo tank-top hid behind the woman with two colorful braids, peeking out now and then.

The braided woman took out the AWM and a scope, took aim.

Bang!

—You hit joeper’s head with an AWM for a headshot elimination.

When she said one-shot headshot, she meant not a bullet more!

Now, if you don’t show off at a time like this, you’re not human.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Am I or am I not a pro, son?”

Truly awesome!

A Handsome Life: “Screw off, who’s your son?!”

Through the earphone, I’m Your Ancestor’s crazy laughter transmitted: “Son, go lick up the first-aid kit.”

That “son” sure rolled off the tongue smoothly.

A Handsome Life replied just as naturally: “Then cover me.”

I’m Your Ancestor: “Rest assured, son. Your dad’s got the Kar98k and AWM to protect you.”

On screen, the person in the camo tank-top sneakily ran to lick the first-aid kit.

A big fat loot crate. After looting, Xue Baoyi was a bit panicked; you know that feeling, right? The more equipment you have, the more nervous you get, especially for noobs. His hands on the game’s interface were even shaking a little. He felt he could make it to the final circle this round.

Through the earpiece, the girl’s voice was deliberately suppressed, sounding a bit coarse.

I’m Your Ancestor: “There’s a motorcycle over there.”

A Handsome Life: “I’ll drive.” Volunteering confidently.

I’m Your Ancestor: “You sure?”

A Handsome Life: “If I crash and kill you again, then I’m a dog.”

Ten seconds after both got on the motorcycle…

I’m Your Ancestor: “Hey hey hey, steady, steady!”

The motorcycle began to wobble and tilt, not following a straight line.

A Handsome Life: “Don’t worry, we won’t die.”

Just as he said that, the motorcycle flipped.

On the other side of the game, Fang Lixiang glanced at the time. Only nine minutes into the round… Hmm, still didn’t make it past ten minutes.

I’m Your Ancestor: “I’m dead again.” She was too weak to even complain, her voice feeble.

A Handsome Life: “Hmm.” Just totally calm.

I’m Your Ancestor: “I died because you crashed.” Still, she had to point out the noob move.

A Handsome Life: “Really?” Still, absolutely calm.

I’m Your Ancestor: “You’re a dog.” Quite angry.

A Handsome Life: “Woof.” Still, entirely unbothered.

Fang Lixiang exited the game.

Not long after, that noob reached out to her on WeChat.

A Handsome Life: “Let’s play another round.”

I’m Your Ancestor: “No more, I have work to do.”

A Handsome Life: “Alright then.”

Fang Lixiang put her phone down for three minutes, then picked it up again.

You know what’s the most awkward thing? The person who said they had to work got caught in the game by Xue Baoyi again. He had just landed, hadn’t even found a gun, cowering in a cabinet trembling, when he instantly recognized Fang Lixiang’s flamboyant serpentine movements.

A Handsome Life: “Weren’t you supposed to be working?” He turned on the full voice chat, his voice icy to the max!

The moment the voice came out, the girl with two small braids got startled, immediately jumping away, then composed herself… composed… and then, she also turned on voice chat.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Hehe, work and rest combined.” The laugh was very fake.

A Lifetime of Handsome: “Then why won’t you team up with me?” Extremely angry, very upset, just a tiny bit aggrieved overall, he wanted to blow her head off with a sniper rifle.

Dream on.

You don’t have a sniper rifle.

Even if you had one, you couldn’t headshot within two meters and five shots.

I’m Your Ancestor: “I just want to get a ‘chicken dinner’ here.” With him as a teammate, she’d never get that chicken dinner in her lifetime.

I’m Your Ancestor: “So, should I head off first?” She was a little guilty.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Farewell until we meet again on the battlefield.” She felt a smidgen of reluctance.

The woman with the two colored braids just turned to leave when the man in the camo tank top followed her, matching her step for step, ignoring every first-aid kit along the way, just following her.

I’m Your Ancestor: “What are you following me for?” She was a bit annoyed by him.

A Lifetime of Handsome: “I’m going this way too.” He said righteously.

Fang Lixiang simply took a different path.

Okay, the annoying tag-along was still following her.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Why are you still following me?” She was angry!

I’m Your Ancestor: “Don’t follow me.” She was really angry!

I’m Your Ancestor: “If you keep following me, my teammates will report me.” She was extremely angry!

I’m Your Ancestor: “Stop following me.” Her last warning.

I’m Your Ancestor: “If you keep following me, I’ll snipe you!” Really, the very last warning.

A Lifetime of Handsome: “Go ahead and snipe.” He laid down resignedly, a gesture of despair, his voice filled with heartbreak as he threw himself to the ground.

This poor thing…

Fang Lixiang couldn’t pull the trigger. After all, she’d been carrying this noob through the game for a month, treating him like a son—the attachment was there.

She put down the gun.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Here’s a gun for you.”

I’m Your Ancestor: “Don’t follow me anymore, I need to run from the gas.”

She had just turned around when someone blew the man’s head off with a single shot, killing him.

I’m Your Ancestor: “…”

Damn it, what’s with this intense guilt?

This round, Fang Lixiang didn’t get her chicken dinner either, preoccupied with the little noob and worried he’d lose his cool, which made her own performance suffer. She got her head blown off and didn’t even make it to the final circle.

Such is the fate of a caregiver in gaming!

Fang Lixiang logged onto WeChat and sent a couple of messages in a bid to make amends.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Still playing?”

I’m Your Ancestor: “I’ll carry you.”

Fang Lixiang sent text messages; apart from in the game, she rarely used voice chat now. In-game, she also modulated her voice to create an air, after all, she was still a female celebrity.

A Lifetime of Handsome: “Not playing.”

A Lifetime of Handsome: “Not in the mood.”

He rarely used voice chat too, and just like in the game, his voice was pinched, still putting on an air, but it was evident that his voice was rather dejected.

Indeed, he had lost his cool.

Fang Lixiang was full of remorse—after all, even noobs have their dignity—so she decided to offer some comfort.

“Feeling down? Let me tell you a joke.”

So, she started to tell a joke in a voice message, trying to sound gentle and cute by pinching her voice.

“My boss took two girls to a hotel, and people said he was going to play mahjong. But actually, he’s just got kidney deficiency, hahahaha…”

On the other end—

Xue Baoyi: “…”

Dammit, she was about to explode!

“He couldn’t actually be going to play mahjong?!”

I’m Your Ancestor: “If he was going to play mahjong, I’d twist off my head and let you use it as a soccer ball.”

A Lifetime of Handsome: “Get lost.”

The anger in that voice message was palpable.

Fang Lixiang was a bit confused. How had the joke bombed like this? It made no sense.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Why are you so angry? I didn’t say you had kidney deficiency.”

Embarrassed?

A professional sniper in the wilderness knows no embarrassment. What’s that?

I’m Your Ancestor: “I’m not a woman, I’m your father.”

Eh? Fang Lixiang listened to the voice message again and noticed something.

I’m Your Ancestor: “Your voice really resembles my boss’s.”

A Lifetime of Handsome: “And your voice is similar to that female celebrity, Ms. Fang.”

Fang Lixiang was so startled her phone nearly dropped.

She couldn’t blow her cover, so she coughed twice, pinched her voice again, and exaggerated a bit more: “What a coincidence~”

On the other side, Xue Baoyi threw her phone down, angry.

Secretary Xiao Zhuang had been with Xue Baoyi for three years, how could she not know his ways?

“Mr. Xue,” Xiao Zhuang was a little chubster, looking much like a lucky doll, with a face full of collagen, white, chubby, smooth, and tender, “Did you lose at gaming again?”

Xue Baoyi gave the little chub a glance: “Did Fang Lixiang come to the company today?”

Fang Lixiang?

Oh, that newly trending Weaver girl.

“I’ll make a call and check.” Xiao Zhuang dialed Fang Lixiang’s agent, asked, and then replied, “She did.”

Xue Baoyi lay back on the boss chair: “Call her over.”

As a competent secretary, Xiao Zhuang would not ask the boss what he wanted to do, although she was very curious, extremely curious, well, it weren’t her fault if she overheard something while standing by the door.

Fang Lixiang, who was suddenly called to the office, was very anxious: “Boss.” She wondered if the boss had seen her gaming again?

“Do you have any appointments tonight?”

Huh?

Fang Lixiang was momentarily baffled before responding: “No.” She guessed the boss might have some task for her and immediately showed her loyalty, “Whatever you command, boss, I’ll go through fire and water without—”

“Come with me to the hotel tonight.”

“Cough, cough!” Damn! Fang Lixiang choked, stunned for quite sometime as her mind started racing.

What for at the hotel?

What else could it be at the hotel?

The boss had just been caught taking two actresses to the hotel ‘to play mahjong.’ Could it be that he also wanted to take her ‘to play mahjong’? Damn, she didn’t want ‘to play mahjong’ with the boss.

At that moment, Fang Lixiang’s heart thumped wildly with fear, but she had to remain calm: “Boss, I don’t know how to play mahjong.”

Xue Baoyi snorted inwardly and maintained a straight face: “I’ll teach you.”

Fang Lixiang: “…”

This is the end!

After leaving the boss’s office, Fang Lixiang immediately called Zhou Xufang.

“Xu Fang, Xu Fang!”

Zhou Xufang was eating, her cheeks bulging: “What’s up?”

Fang Lixiang felt like the sky was falling: “I think my boss wants to hit on me!”

Zhou Xufang knew what ‘hit on’ meant. She had been reading danmei novels set in the entertainment circle lately. She said: “Mr. Xue doesn’t seem like that kind of person.”

Zhou Xufang felt that although Mr. Xue was somewhat flirty… ‘Flirty,’ this expression, was also something she picked up from danmei novels from the entertainment circle… She thought Mr. Xue was flirty but not a bad person.

Fang Lixiang was still anxious, very worried: “How can he be not like that, he took four girls swimming, and two girls to get a room!”

That’s also true.

Zhou Xufang quickly changed sides: “Then don’t go.” It’s too dangerous.

Fang Lixiang felt troubled: “One can’t disobey while on the job.” Her career as a Weaver had just begun to take off, upsetting the boss… she dared not think of it.

“What now?” Zhou Xufang was also at a loss.

Fang Lixiang contemplated: “I will calm myself down with a game.”

Zhou Xufang hung up the telephone.

“Jiang Zhi.”

“Hmm?” Jiang Zhi was scooping soup for her.

Because Zhou Xufang was hungry, Jiang Zhi took her out to lunch before eleven o’clock.

Zhou Xufang poked a meatball with her chopsticks, gulped it down, and asked Jiang Zhi: “Is Mr. Xue a good person?”

Jiang Zhi pulled out a napkin to wipe the oil on her mouth corner: “He’s not.”

“Then is he very bad?”

The oil from the meatball dripped onto Zhou Xufang’s hand down the chopsticks. Jiang Zhi pulled out a few more napkins to wipe her hand: “A bad person, not exactly.”

So is he a good person or a bad person?

Zhou Xufang took out her mobile phone to show Jiang Zhi her Weibo: “But he took two girls to the hotel.” Although someone came out to clarify, claiming it was to play mahjong.

Zhou Xufang still felt taking girls to the hotel to play mahjong was not decent.

“They were discussing a collaboration.” Jiang Zhi took her mobile phone away, stored it, and explained to her, “Everything on the internet is half-true, half-false, just have a look but don’t believe it all.”

Zhou Xufang didn’t know much about the entertainment industry, she didn’t understand: “Then why not clarify it?”

“The entertainment industry doesn’t really need the truth, it needs buzz, and Bao Yi is not a celebrity, he’s naturally ostentatious, there is no reputation to speak of, clarifying it would be less effective than creating buzz.” Zhou Xufang liked eating meat, seldom touched vegetables. Jiang Zhi used the chopsticks to give her a big pile of greens, and also a big pile of carrots, “He’s in this line of business, not to make a name for himself, but to make money.”

That makes sense!

Zhou Xufang took a bite of a carrot… but braised pork was tastier, she kept her eyes on the braised pork, just watching, not picking it up.

Jiang Zhi had no choice but to pick up the meat for her, worried that she was eating too greasy, he also ordered a bowl of steamed egg custard: “Want some egg custard?”

Zhou Xufang looked down and continued to eat meat: “I don’t eat eggs.”

Jiang Zhi was surprised, she was usually not picky, ate anything, and rarely fussy about food: “Anything else you don’t like?”

Zhou Xufang shook her head, continuing to eat meat: “No, just eggs.”

Jiang Zhi moved the bowl of egg custard in front of himself.

She hadn’t swallowed the meat in her mouth yet: “After you eat eggs, you can’t kiss me immediately.”

Jiang Zhi pushed the egg custard away, his tone somewhat unsatisfied: “Then why did you send me a whole car of chicken eggs?” Doing it on purpose to keep him from kissing her?

Zhou Xufang explained: “Because they are nutritious.”

She spoke the absolute truth: “You need to replenish your nutrients.”

She also said, in all seriousness: “If you don’t replenish yourself well, you’ll keep being infertile.”

Jiang Zhi, truly infertile and unable to refute: “…”