The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 142 - : 142: Jiang Zhi’s Secret, Timely Period (Second Update
Chapter 142: 142: Jiang Zhi’s Secret, Timely Period (Second Update
She sniffled, “It was blown up.”
He didn’t ask further, afraid she might cry, and added, “Besides me, who else knows about this?”
“Only Shuangjiang knows.”
That Shuangjiang, whom Qiao Nanchu had mentioned, had an unclear identity. His nationality, background, and age were all unknown, and he was elusive and skillful, practically untraceable.
“Can she be trusted?”
Zhou Xufang nodded, “Mhm.”
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There was another crucial question Jiang Zhi posed to her, “What about your weaknesses? Do you have any?”
Exposing her genetic superpower would inevitably bring calamity. This seemingly peaceful world was, in reality, not tranquil at all. Greed and ambition could overpower thousands of forces, driven only to fight to the death without stopping.
“I do, I cannot—”
He covered her mouth, “Don’t tell me.” His tone was extremely serious as he cautioned her, “Don’t tell anyone, understand?”
Zhou Xufang nodded, acknowledging she understood, with tears still glistening at the corners of her eyes.
Jiang Zhi gently kissed her eyes, “There, no more crying.”
Mhm, she stopped crying, for she had a question to ask.
“What is going on with you?”
Jiang Zhi was still pitying her, not yet recovered, “Hmm?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be sickly?” She placed her hand on his waist and pinched, “You have abs; you must be a martial artist.”
“…”
He couldn’t hide it anymore.
Jiang Zhi confessed, “Qiao Nanchu and I were taught by the same master. We both learned a bit.”
Zhou Xufang, knowledgeable in the field, directly exposed him, “It’s not just a bit. You’ve practiced for at least five years.” She grew serious, “Jiang Zhi, are you also hiding something from me?”
Jiang Zhi hesitated whether to tell her or not.
Forget it, she was considerate and cherished him deeply, “I won’t ask anymore. Speak only if you wish.”
She was so obedient.
Jiang Zhi couldn’t bear to deceive her anymore and confessed, “Actually, my health has been good for a few years now.”
Zhou Xufang was shocked, “So you were pretending?”
He was too convincing!
Oh, Jiang Zhi could win an Oscar!
“Not entirely,” Jiang Zhi explained, amused by her flabbergasted expression, cute and naive, “Before I met you, I kept taking medicine. Long-term use could create the illusion of organ failure. I only stopped taking it recently.”
So, was he sick because of the medicine?
Was he sick or not?
More importantly, “Did you stop taking the medication because of me?”
Jiang Zhi nodded in affirmation, “Mhm, the side effects of that medicine were too severe. Aren’t we supposed to grow old together? I can’t keep taking it haphazardly.”
Zhou Xufang patted his head, praising his great work.
She hesitated for a moment, “May I ask why?” Why keep up the pretense of being ill?
“If I were well, those who wish me ill would find ways to bring me down,” he said calmly, as if discussing someone else’s issues, “When my illness was severe, I wasn’t of age yet and lacked the means to fight back, so I had to take a less direct approach.”
He simply lay down, refusing to get up.
And once he started playing the role of a sickly person, it went on for many years.
Zhou Xufang was a bit puzzled, “What about your grandmother? Doesn’t she care about you?” The Jiang Family had many unscrupulous members, but regardless, Old Lady Jiang was still the family matriarch.
How could she allow others to harm Jiang Zhi?
Rumors said that Jiang Zhi was Old Madam’s heart and liver, yet both were left to suffer organ failure. Didn’t she care?
Jiang Zhi’s eyes were cool, without much fluctuation as he said, “I used to think so too. Doesn’t she care about me? Doesn’t she see the peculiarity of my illness? Isn’t she going to save me? Or perhaps, she can’t save me.”
Zhou Xufang didn’t quite understand.
What was Old Madam’s stance, exactly?
“My illness wasn’t solely congenital. It was also caused by others, year after year.”
Jiang Zhi laughed, finding it amusing, “I was practically trained by the old lady herself. If I could reach this level of deception, wouldn’t she be capable of the same? She’s been in control of the Jiang Family for nearly fifty years. Couldn’t she protect her most beloved grandson?”
Out of everyone in the Jiang Family, the one he couldn’t see through the most was this elder lady. She indeed loved him genuinely, but she didn’t manage to protect him.
“So, I no longer trust her.”
At least, he had to take his life into his own hands now.
Zhou Xufang, who initially quite liked that pampering old lady, now felt differently. She nodded in agreement, “Yeah, no longer trust her.” She assured, “If she can’t protect you, I will.”
In this world, no one would care for Jiang Zhi more than Zhou Xufang. No one could.
He embraced her in his arms.
“Jiang Zhi.”
“Mhm.”
Zhou Xufang leaned on his shoulder, playing with his hair, “Were you pretending to be sick all along?”
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“…”
Jiang Zhi’s survival instinct was strong. He immediately coughed twice, “My health is still poor. I just happen to be more resilient. The chaotic medications I’ve taken before don’t just recover quickly.”
He coughed again, “I’m still very frail.”
All right then.
She believed him, he was very frail, “What about being infertile? Is that also false?”
Why did the conversation suddenly move to infertility?
Jiang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, “…That part is true.”
Zhou Xufang roughly understood and patted his shoulder, speaking earnestly, “Then you shouldn’t feel inferior.”
Jiang Zhi, who had never felt inferior before, was speechless.
Just then, the phone rang.
Infertile Jiang Zhi’s tone couldn’t possibly be any good, “What is it?”
It was Xue Baoyi on the line, “I’m coming over to sleep at your place tonight.”
Jiang Zhi coldly refused, “No.”
In a voice of utter despair, Xue Baoyi changed tactics, “I took four girls swimming, and now my dad found out and is chasing me to kill me.”
He was 25, yet his father could still whip him so hard he’d howl. It wasn’t play-fighting; it was a beating to death’s door. Xue Baoyi sometimes wondered if he was someone else’s child given away at birth, just looking similar by coincidence.
Jiang Zhi remained cold, “Go to a hotel.”
Xue Baoyi tried to play the sympathy card again, “My credit with my dad is too low; if I go to a hotel, he’ll think I’m not going to sleep but to mess around.”
Jiang Zhi replied, “Aren’t you going to mess around?”
Xue Baoyi was silent.
Scoundrel!
Jiang Zhi was too lazy to waste words, “Zhou Xufang is with me; it’s not convenient for you to come.”
Xue Baoyi huffed, bitter and resentful, “Brother Zhi, ever since you got a girlfriend, you don’t care about your buddies anymore. Have you forgotten we still have a lot of CP fans?”
Jiang Zhi just hung up the phone.
Xue Baoyi was speechless.
This isn’t human!
He called someone else, “Nanchu, I need to sleep over at your place.”
Qiao Nanchu firmly refused, “No.”
Xue Baoyi felt a chill, “Why?”
“No reason.”
Lying to ghosts.
After all, Mr. Xue had been around on the romantic fields, “Hiding a woman, right?” Let Mr. Xue guess, “Is it your foster child bride or an ex-girlfriend?”
Qiao Nanchu, lazily annoyed, responded, “What foster child bride? Watch your words.”
He was too lazy to mention the ex-girlfriend.
The foster child bride—his buddies weren’t allowed to talk about her.
If nothing was going on, Mr. Xue would eat his mahjong set!
Let him analyze, “A man keeping a girl only has three possibilities.”
One, “Rich and kind-hearted.”
Two, “Raising a daughter.”
Three, “Keeping a wife.”
The more Xue Baoyi analyzed, the more he felt there was a big issue, “What kind of person are you? I should know better! You don’t have a shred of kindness.
Kindness?
Ha, how many of them have that?
Also, “When you were dating Zhang Zixi, you had her do the laundry and cook for that girl, acting as a nanny. Back then, I really believed your crap, thought you genuinely wanted to be a dad, huh, I think you’ve always had ulterior motives.”
Ever since he brought that girl out of Da Mai Mountain five years ago, he had arranged everything from housing to school, and always attended parent-teacher meetings himself.
Publicly, he said she was his sister.
But have you ever seen anyone buying intimate apparel for his sister?
Qiao Nanchu asked, “Are you done?”
Xue Baoyi humphed.
“Hanging up.”
Qiao Nanchu hung up directly.
Xue Baoyi was speechless.
Just like Jiang Zhi, not a person!
He felt abandoned, alone in the world, and he called Xue Bingxue to complain, “Uncle, Brother Zhi and Nanchu, those two ungrateful bastards left me—”
Xue Bingxue didn’t listen to it all, “Wei’er went camping, I’m going with him, no more talking.”
Xue Baoyi was speechless.
This damn person!
Just as he was agitated and wanting to raise hell, a WeChat message pinged.
I’m Your Ancestor, “Son, game of ‘Chicken’?”
A lifetime of handsomeness, “Take me along.”
I’m Your Ancestor, “Alright, hide behind me, I’ll lead you to rule the battlefield.”
In that moment, Xue Baoyi actually felt warmth.
Meanwhile, Qiao Nanchu hung up Xue Baoyi’s call, checked the time, it was nearly eleven o’clock, and he sent a message, “Why aren’t you out yet?”
She had been in the bathroom for over an hour now.
She didn’t respond, so he sent another, “Did you pass out?”
Still no response.
Qiao Nanchu, “Answer me.”
Qiao Nanchu, “If you don’t answer, I’m breaking the door down.”
He was just getting up when a message finally came.
Wen Baiyang, “My clothes got dirty.”
Was she planning to spend the night in there if he didn’t ask?
Being a lady, one can’t be blunt, Qiao Nanchu took his car keys, left her a message, and headed out, “Stay in the room with the air conditioner on; I’ll go buy you what you need.”
When she hit puberty at fourteen, he was the one who bought her sanitary pads. He really did raise a daughter, and a single parent at that, playing both mom and dad.
