The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 34: 034: Touched (Second Update)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Fang Lixiang, come here and start working!”

Fang Lixiang turned around in shock, “Isn’t my scene scheduled for ten?” It’s only eight now!

Vice Director Zhao rolled his eyes at her, “Who told you to wander around aimlessly? Director Jiang is very dissatisfied with you.” Director Jiang specifically called him over to manage this flitting busybody.

Fang Lixiang, feeling wronged for no reason, was of course upset, “I’m just wandering, how does that bother him?”

Vice Director Zhao dragged her over, sneakily glanced at Zhou Xufang, and mumbled, “How would I know?”

This Zhou Xufang…

It’s hard to say.

Then, Ah Wan noticed that his employer’s furrowed brow relaxed, and he continued to stare intently at the girl’s hand, a suspicious smile forming at the corner of his mouth. When Ah Wan had previously robbed Jiang Zhi of his ridiculously expensive watch and spent a night in a cell, he thought his employer’s current expression was exactly like that of the voyeur he had seen back then.

Zhou Xufang was scheduled to have her hand double’s scenes after Fang Lixiang, and it passed in just one take. Vice Director Zhao gave her twenty thousand yuan in cash, a thick wad, and Zhou Xufang was obviously in a very good mood. She treated a few extras around her to a can of milk each.

Jiang Zhi thought, why doesn’t she laugh? When she laughs, it must be beautiful.

At lunchtime, Fang Lixiang wandered in front of Zhou Xufang again, carrying two large bags of takeout, as enthusiastic as a honeybee collecting nectar.

“The set meal isn’t tasty. I ordered this specially, for you.”

After handing it to Zhou Xufang, Fang Lixiang ran off.

Zhou Xufang scratched her head, lost in thought.

Over there, Fang Lixiang’s assistant, Jiang Wei’er, also thought her enthusiasm was over the top, “What’s wrong with you?”

She could see that when Fang Lixiang looked at Zhou Xufang, there was guilt in her eyes.

Fang Lixiang grinned, unclear if it was genuine or not, and casually made up an excuse, “I owed her in a past life. In this life, Zhou Xufang is the heart, the liver, and the precious sweetie of the Fang family.”

Jiang Wei’er: “…”

Something’s not right.

Fang Lixiang didn’t mention it again. She opened a game and started arguing with someone in the game.

“Why do I always run into these noobs?”

She cursed the noob thoroughly, but then the noob wanted to add her as a game friend.

“Why do you want to add me as a friend?”

After thinking about it, Fang Lixiang clicked accept, “Damn it, you can’t beat me in the game, and you have the nerve to come and curse me. Today I’ll show you why the flowers are so red!”

After cursing, she started typing away.

Jiang Zhi barely ate a few bites of lunch before putting down his chopsticks.

Considerate Ah Wan asked, “Boss, is it not to your taste? Shall I order something else?”

He stared at his hand, absentmindedly saying, “Call Zhou Xufang over.”

Ah Wan’s curiosity got the better of him, “What do you need her for?”

Jiang Zhi threw his phone on the table.

“To apply a screen protector.”

His phone’s screen protector had been cracked for a while. Ah Wan had suggested replacing it several times, but Jiang Zhi hadn’t mentioned going to get it fixed. Now, he was refusing to eat lunch and insisting on fixing it. What was up with him?

Who indulged him in this!

“Miss Zhou definitely wouldn’t carry a screen protector to the set. If you need it done now, I’ll go outside to get you one—”

Jiang Zhi interrupted, “Lin Wanwan.”

He called her name with a dragged-out tone that carried a hint of dangerous menace.

Ah Wan’s sense of justice always bowed to tyranny, “Oh, I’ll go get her right away.”

In less than five minutes, Ah Wan brought Zhou Xufang into Jiang Zhi’s private lounge.

“You wanted to see me?” She was wearing Fang Lixiang’s white down jacket, making her skin look even fairer. She wore a hat, revealing only a palm-sized face.

She looked better in black.

Jiang Zhi looked over her and said to Ah Wan, “Get out.”

Ah Wan left silently, closing the door behind him, then pressed his ear against the door. A lonely man and woman, dry wood and a fierce fire… If he didn’t eavesdrop, he would be a fool.

Zhou Xufang stood five meters away from Jiang Zhi, not advancing any further.

Jiang Zhi sat, the warm weather giving him a healthy complexion, though there were dark circles under his eyes, indicating poor sleep, “My phone’s screen protector is cracked.”

He pointed to the phone on the table.

Zhou Xufang glanced at it, unsure of his intent.

She just said, “Oh.”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

He started to feel breathless, he never kept his composure when she was around. He stood up, moved closer to her, though not too close, and in an almost commanding tone said, “Apply it for me.”

It was definitely a commanding tone, but upon close listening, there was a hint of awkwardness.

Zhou Xufang finally understood the purpose of his call, realizing he wanted to support her business. What a nice person, “I can’t do it here. All my stuff is at home.”

Jiang Zhi’s eyelashes fluttered like falling butterfly wings, “Take out your phone.”

Not knowing his intention, Zhou Xufang still obediently took out her phone.

The butterfly wings seemed to lift, revealing Jiang Zhi’s pair of enchanting yet not effeminate peach blossom eyes, “Same model as mine.”

So?

So, he said, “Take your screen protector off and put it on mine.”

Zhou Xufang: “…”

Fang Lixiang was strange today, but Jiang Zhi was even stranger.

Zhou Xufang had an exceptionally high IQ but didn’t really understand these complex and contradictory human emotions, “Are you seriously ill today?” Besides this reason, she couldn’t think of another. After all, Jiang Zhi was a terminally ill, fragile person.

Jiang Zhi didn’t deny it.

He was seriously ill. Otherwise, why had he been incessantly wanting to look at her hand and touch her hand since last night? And Jiang Zhi would do anything he felt like, even to the extent of tearing the sky apart.

“Name your price.” This girl loved money.

Zhou Xufang considered for a very short time.

If it were someone else, she wouldn’t bother, but it was Jiang Zhi. He looked so good and was so frail. Zhou Xufang agreed, “One screen protector is twenty yuan, but this one is old. I’ll charge you ten yuan.”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

At this moment, he wasn’t thinking clearly, his mind muddled. Even if she had asked for a billion, he would have given it. But she only asked for ten yuan.

Without further delay, Zhou Xufang squatted by the coffee table, took out a wet wipe to clean the phone screen, then peeled off her own phone’s protector and applied it to Jiang Zhi’s phone, although it was old and didn’t stick well.

Her movements were very skilled, and Jiang Zhi stared at her hands.

“It’s done.” She turned around and met Jiang Zhi’s gaze.

He had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, with long eyelashes, more attractive than many girls. Zhou Xufang rarely made eye contact with people, afraid they would see through her. She always hid her gaze, and it seemed she had only looked at Jiang Zhi like this.

His eyes grew brighter, like a falling starry river.

“I don’t have any small change,” he said.

Zhou Xufang stood up, walked over, and handed him the phone, “No problem, give it to me next time.”

Her hand was very white, with a sickly pallor from lack of sunlight. Jiang Zhi looked at her hand and, against all reason, reached out and covered it.

He touched her hand.