The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 228 - Sweet Critical Hit Morbid Love (Second

Chapter 228: 228: Sweet Critical Hit, Morbid Love (Second Release)

Chapter 228: 228: Sweet Critical Hit, Morbid Love (Second Release)

Jiang Zhi turned around and said, “They’re all sick.”

Cursing her, Luo Qinghe gave a light chuckle.

After Jiang Zhi walked away, she called Zhou Xufang.

Zhou Xufang picked up very quickly.

“Where are you?”

She said, “I’m waiting for you at the entrance to the emergency department of the hospital.”

Jiang Zhi descended to the fifth floor and went straight to the emergency building. Zhou Xufang was squatting in a corner outside, wearing a pink sweater under black clothes which were inconspicuous, but Jiang Zhi could always spot her at first glance.

When she saw him, she immediately stood up, “Jiang Zhi.”

As soon as she saw him, her previously dull, cold, and wooden expression disappeared, and she smiled happily.

Jiang Zhi walked over and asked her, “Did you wash your hands?”

Zhou Xufang shook her head, “Wash what hands?”

“You touched dirty stuff.”

He took her hand, turned back into the hospital and led her to the restroom to wash her hands.

Zhou Xufang muttered as they walked, “I wore gloves.” What she touched was a sperm collection cup, which was plastic and also sealed in a sterile bag.

Jiang Zhi didn’t care and led her to the women’s restroom, pushing her in, “Go wash your hands,” and instructed, “Wash them several times.”

“Oh.”

Zhou Xufang washed her hands with hand soap four times before coming out, her hands washed red.

Jiang Zhi used a handkerchief to dry her hands. They were icy and chilly. He held them and kissed them twice, smelling the scent of the hand soap—lemon-scented.

“When I was outside, I heard Xu Pozhi calling Luo Qinghe’s name. Does he really like her?” Zhou Xufang was a little curious.

Jiang Zhi frowned, “Didn’t I tell you not to listen?”

Zhou Xufang looked innocent, “I didn’t want to listen.” Her expression was honest and her gaze serious as she sighed, “Ah, but my hearing is too good.”

Jiang Zhi was still not pleased and thought to himself that he would make her listen to that some other time…

“Cough cough.” He coughed twice, his face slightly red, and he discreetly dismissed those frivolous thoughts, “Whether he likes her or not, I don’t know. I only know that he wants to get his hands on Luo Qinghe.”

Zhou Xufang had only ever had one boyfriend, Jiang Zhi, and did not know much about the intricacies of male-female relationships and didn’t quite understand, “Isn’t that called liking?”

Jiang Zhi found it hard to define, so he simply stated the facts, “Xu Pozhi once dated a girlfriend who looked a lot like Luo Qinghe.”

“And then?”

“That woman went mad and is now in a mental hospital undergoing treatment.”

Zhou Xufang was surprised, “Why did she go mad?”

Jiang Zhi briefly summarized, “Because Xu Pozhi is a madman too.” More precisely, a pervert.

“…”

Ah, how complicated, how dark! Zhou Xufang thought that Jiang Zhi was the best.

Zhou Xufang was still a little worried, “We’ve switched the results, won’t Luo Qinghe find out? She might ask for another verification or something.”

Luo Qinghe was suspicious by nature, not easily deceived.

Jiang Zhi had already planned for that, “It doesn’t matter if she checks, she can bribe people, and so can I.”

At eleven in the morning, the sun was obscured.

Xue Baoyi was awakened by the cold. When he woke up, he was only wearing pants and his head was heavy, he felt lightheaded, and his whole body ached.

He looked around the room, which was unfamiliar.

He found his clothes and cell phone in the bathroom, soaked in cold water. He looked at the puddle on the floor and made a call to Fang Lixiang.

The call didn’t go through.

After dialing a few times to no avail, just as he was about to continue trying, his secretary Xiao Zhuang called in a hurry, “Mr., the meeting is about to start, where are you?” He hadn’t answered so many calls.

Xue Baoyi ran his hand through his hair, which was still half-wet, “How would I know where I am?” He had a splitting headache, and his mind felt like a muddled mess.

Moreover, he was thirsty, extremely thirsty.

He downed two glasses of water and then sent his location to Xiao Zhuang, ordering him to come and pick him up immediately and to bring a set of clean clothes.

After giving the order, he hung up the phone and continued to try calling Fang Lixiang, but the calls still didn’t connect.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Zhuang arrived.

This little inn was quite shabby. It was strange for someone as delicate and pampered as Young Master to stay in such a place.

Xiao Zhuang had gone on a blind date the day before and didn’t know what had happened, so he asked, “Mr., why are you here?”

As Xue Baoyi was tying his tie, he replied, “How would I know why I am here.”

Xiao Zhuang: “…”

Could it be a knock to the head? Impossible to communicate.

Xue Baoyi tossed all his wet clothes into a trash can, “Did your blind date go well yesterday?”

Xiao Zhuang’s expression darkened suddenly, “It didn’t.” Why did he have to bring up painful memories?

Xue Baoyi began to take pleasure in Xiao Zhuang’s misfortune, “Why not?”

Xiao Zhuang was irritated talking about it, “That woman said I looked like a New Year’s picture doll.”

Xue Baoyi glanced at his face, “Don’t say it, it’s quite fitting.”

Xiao Zhuang, who had full, rounded cheeks, responded, “…”

“Has Fang Lixiang gone to the company yet?” Xue Baoyi went to the bathroom to style his hair in front of the mirror and noticed a big bump on the back of his head that hurt to the touch.

How had that happened?

He couldn’t remember anything about it; his memories from last night were patchy, only remembering snippets—Fusheng Inn, Fang Lixiang, a motel, and a green plastic bag.

Xiao Zhuang replied, “No.”

Xue Baoyi walked out while dialing Lin Shang’s number.

“Boss.”

“Where’s Fang Lixiang?”

Looking for Fang Lixiang again?

Lin Shang replied to his boss, “Lixiang took leave today, said there was a family matter.”

Xue Baoyi immediately asked, “Did he say what the matter was?”

“No.”

Xue Baoyi didn’t ask about Fang Lixiang again. His tone turned cold, “That woman with the surname Bai, get rid of her. I don’t want to see her in this circle ever again.”

He dared to drug him.

No wonder his uncles always said to watch out for women, especially the pretty ones.

Lin Shang didn’t know what Bai Li had done again, nor did he dare to ask for leniency, “Understood.”

“What about the rumors online?”

He was referring to the business with Fang Lixiang.

“They’ve all been suppressed.” There were plenty of beautiful female artists at the company, but the boss didn’t treat any of them specially, except for Fang Lixiang, who received treatment like she was a beloved daughter. Lin Shang felt that the boss might have some other thoughts.

The conversation eventually turned back to Fang Lixiang, “Give me Fang Lixiang’s home number.”

Lin Shang could confirm now, the boss was probably about to eat the grass on his own turf.

“Achoo!”

“Achoo!”

Fang Lixiang, wrapped in a quilt, sneezed twice in a row. Her eyes were red, and her complexion poor; she looked both haggard and sick. How could her body be okay? Last night’s water was so cold…

“Achoo!”

She sniffled.

Mr. Fang entered without knocking, “Girl, someone called my phone looking for you.”

Her phone had fallen into the pond last night, and she hadn’t replaced the card yet. She asked Mr. Fang, “Who?”

Mr. Fang said, “He said he’s a colleague from your company.”

Fang Lixiang guessed it was her agent and asked Mr. Fang to pass the phone to her, “Hello.” Her voice was nasal because she had a heavy cold.

“It’s me.”

Fang Lixiang was confused.

It was Xue Baoyi, his voice also nasal, “Did you come to Fusheng Inn yesterday?”

Why ask when you know! Fang Lixiang lost her nerve, “No!” Her response was an automatic reflex, just like this morning when she woke up and ran away reflexively.

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Because… she couldn’t face anyone.

Please don’t remind her!

Xue Baoyi humphed on the phone, “Who do you think you’re fooling? I remember everything.”

Maybe it was the fever, but her face must have been hot enough to cook an egg.

Xue Baoyi kept talking, one thing after another, “You clearly came, and you took me to a rundown motel.” His tone was accusatory, “You even immersed me in cold water.” However, it was good that she came; otherwise, that woman would have disgusted him to death!

He sniffled, suffering from a heavy cold, “You’ve nearly taken half my life away!”

Who messed with whom?

Fang Lixiang didn’t want to talk to him.

On the other end, Xue Baoyi touched the back of his head, “Did you hit me too?”

Of course, Fang Lixiang wouldn’t admit it, “I didn’t!” It seemed she had slapped him several times and kicked a few times, too.

“Then why do I have a bump on the back of my head?”

She paused.

That was from bumping into the bathtub; he actually didn’t remember…

Right, he had inhaled so many drugs, was unconscious, unlike her, who only inhaled a small amount of incense, half-asleep, half-awake…

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Fang Lixiang’s face cooled down completely, her eyes grew cold, “Yes, I did hit you.” And I feel like hitting you now.

How could he not remember, how could…

That annoying Xue Baoyi was still complaining on the phone, “It’s one thing you soaked me in cold water, but then you were rough with me, Fang Lixiang—”

Fang Lixiang couldn’t listen anymore, her attitude cold, “I’m tired, hanging up.”