The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 178 - : 178: The Daily Loving Life of a Textile Couple (One More Update

Chapter 178: 178: The Daily Loving Life of a Textile Couple (One More Update

Back at the stall location, Zhou Xufang had Jiang Zhi place the winter bamboo shoots on her tricycle.

“Jiang Zhi, are you in a hurry to get home?”

“No rush.”

Zhou Xufang looked at the four bags of bamboo shoots and was a bit at a loss. Neither she nor Jiang Zhi knew how to cook; taking the shoots home would be pointless. “So, can we sell the bamboo shoots before we head home?” she wondered. “Two yuan per catty should attract some buyers.”

If they couldn’t sell them, then one yuan would do, or even fifty cents.

Jiang Zhi said they didn’t need to set up a stall; he had a plan: “Bao Yi’s uncle is in the catering business, we can sell to him.” He also mentioned, “We can sell for four yuan per catty.”

Hmm, Jiang Zhi was quite the cunning merchant.

Zhou Xufang nodded emphatically like she was pounding garlic: “Sounds good.”

She thought, Mr. Xue is a wealthy man, and his uncle must be wealthy too; she liked making money off wealthy people.

Suddenly—

Someone shouted loudly, “City management is coming!”

Zhou Xufang turned around and saw—oh no!

City management was arriving in a vehicle, blowing their whistles fiercely.

Zhou Xufang quickly placed her small tables and stools onto the tricycle. Jiang Zhi was still not moving, so she pulled him, “Jiang Zhi, run!”

Jiang Zhi, arms folded, calm and collected: “Why should I run?”

Oh, right.

Jiang Zhi didn’t set up a stall; he didn’t need to run.

Zhou Xufang let go of him and sat on the tricycle: “Then you better move, I’m going to drive away.”

Move away?!

What was this about? He sensed a hint of being disliked, felt annoyed, and grabbed the back of the tricycle: “If you run, what about me?”

Zhou Xufang looked around, not at all tense: “City management won’t catch you.”

He didn’t care: “So you’re just going to leave me behind?”

She took the stools and chairs, but not him?

He was really angry!

City management was almost upon them, and Zhou Xufang was really anxious. She quickly said, “I’m not leaving you, I’m not leaving you, just jump on quickly.”

Jiang Zhi stuffed his hands into his pockets: “No.” It was too silly to sit in the vehicle.

Seeing other vendors had already run off, Zhou Xufang became even more frantic, urging Jiang Zhi: “Hurry up, or I’ll get caught!”

Jiang Zhi looked back and scoffed, “I want to see—who dares to catch my girlfriend—”

She didn’t have time to listen to him ramble, she pedaled hard and sped off!

Jiang Zhi: “…”

So, had he been left behind?

Jiang Zhi: “Xufang.”

If she stopped now, he could still forgive her.

Jiang Zhi: “Xufang!”

If she stopped now and soothed him a bit, he could still forgive her.

Jiang Zhi: “Zhou Xufang!”

If she stopped now and soothed him a bit longer, he could still forgive her.

Jiang Zhi’s face was already turning blue, and his throat was hurting from shouting: “Zhou—Xu—fang—”

Even if she stopped now, even if she coaxed him in every possible way, he wouldn’t forgive her anymore.

However—

Zhou Xufang had already sped off, disappearing from sight.

Left behind, Jiang Zhi: “…”

In less than a minute, the vendors under the bridge scattered in all directions, leaving only a few utterly confused customers, and Jiang Zhi, on the verge of exploding.

The city management drove around three times before moving on to another location.

Probably about twenty minutes later, vendors gradually returned, including Zhou Xufang. When she came back, Jiang Zhi was still standing there, completely still, hands in his pockets, hair all tousled by the wind, just staring at Zhou Xufang—death glare.

Zhou Xufang parked the tricycle on the side: “Jiang Zhi.”

Jiang Zhi continued his death glare.

Zhou Xufang tip-toed over, grabbed his sleeve, and shook it: “Jiang Zhi.”

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Jiang Zhi shook her off, turned his face away: “Move away, I don’t want to talk, don’t talk to me.”

Zhou Xufang scratched her head: “Oh.” Okay then, Jiang Zhi needed some quiet, she wouldn’t bother him.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

She had one more minute to coax him, or he wouldn’t forgive her.

Zhou Xufang looked up at the sky, watching the stars.

A minute passed…

Jiang Zhi glanced at her from the corner of his eye, gave her one more minute, the last minute!

Zhou Xufang looked down at the ground, occasionally kicking at stones.

Another minute passed…

Jiang Zhi: “…”

This absolute iron lady with zero awareness!

“Zhou Xufang,” he couldn’t wait any longer, his peach blossom eyes reddened by the wind, looking quite fierce, “Aren’t you going to admit your mistake? Won’t you coax me?”

Oh, so he was waiting for her to admit fault.

At last, the iron lady Zhou Xufang realized why Jiang Zhi wanted to “calm down,” but: “I wasn’t wrong this time.”

“You left me behind.”

Jiang Zhi stressed the words with great emphasis, highlighting “left behind.”

But Zhou Xufang didn’t think it was “leaving behind”, and she had a very good reason, so her expression was very serious: “If I hadn’t run, I would’ve been caught by the city management and fined.”

“So, money is more important than me?” Jiang Zhi coldly huffed.

Was that what she meant?

She didn’t though: “I tried to make you run, but you wouldn’t.”

Jiang Zhi blew the fringe from his forehead that half-covered his eyes. As his forehead was revealed, the delicate peach blossom eyes set below his brows gathered a few drops of moisture and a bit of annoyance: “So, not only do you refuse to admit fault, but you also think I’m making a fuss over nothing, right?”

Zhou Xufang immediately shook her head: “No.”

Jiang Zhi retorted: “Yes, you do!”

All right then.

Zhou Xufang admitted defeat: “If you want to think that way, I can’t help it.”

Isn’t that a playboy’s kind of line?

Jiang Zhi: “…”

Surely, Zhou Xufang didn’t want to coax him anymore, she didn’t care about him anymore, she didn’t love him anymore!

“Zhou Xufang, you—”

Zhou Xufang grabbed his collar, pulling it down, got on her tiptoes, and kissed him on the lips, then asked with a smiling face, “Still angry?”

Jiang Zhi was easily angered but also easily appeased.

In fact, even if she didn’t appease him, he wouldn’t stay angry for long.

But Zhou Xufang knew Jiang Zhi liked to be coaxed, so she kissed him again: “Not angry anymore, hmm?”

Jiang Zhi didn’t respond but caught her and kissed her.

Once Jiang Zhi was appeased, Zhou Xufang noticed something terrible: “Jiang Zhi, your car is gone.” She had good eyesight and could see far off, the spot where Jiang Zhi had originally parked was now empty.

“Can’t park here?”

“Yeah.”

That means it was towed.

He took out his phone: “I’ll have Lin Wanwan come pick us up.”

It was getting late, and Zhou Xufang felt bad to bother Ah Wan any further: “Let’s not call Ah Wan, we still have another vehicle.”

What she referred to was her electric trike. Since the weather was good today, no rain, she had removed the rain shelter from the trike, making the cargo bed open-air. This vehicle also had a refined name:

—The Convertible Trike.

Jiang Zhi internally refused: “I’m not taking it.” It felt beneath him.

Zhou Xufang was thinking about how to convince him when a whistle suddenly sounded: “Over there!”

The city management officer had returned…

This time, Jiang Zhi reacted faster than Zhou Xufang, quickly jumping onto the cargo bed, sitting on Zhou Xufang’s small stool, hands gripping the handrail tightly, as he peered back at the approaching officer and urged Zhou Xufang, “What are you dazed for? Drive!”

Zhou Xufang: “…Oh.”

She drove her convertible trike, taking Jiang Zhi along with thirty-six pounds of bamboo shoots and forty-eight phone cases, weaving through the city’s neon lights. The cold night wind slapped against their faces, each strand of their hair fluttering.

Their coolness level could rival any of Jiang Zhi’s previous red carpet appearances.

In the end, the bamboo shoots sold for one hundred and forty-four yuan. Xue Baoyi’s uncle gave them two hundred yuan. Jiang Zhi didn’t give change but ended up using the two hundred yuan to buy Zhou Xufang two huge tubs of ice cream.

When Zhou Xufang got home with the ice cream, it was already half-past nine at night.

Jiang Zhi said it was too late for ice cream and suggested eating it the next day. Zhou Xufang thought a few bites wouldn’t hurt, and besides, she wouldn’t tell Jiang Zhi that she sneakily ate some.

She tore open a packet of marshmallows, added them to the ice cream, then sat on the couch to eat. Her computer ‘dinged’, and the screen lit up revealing a giant SpongeBob on display.

She retrieved a can of milk from the fridge, then sat in front of the computer, one hand holding the milk, the other hugging the ice cream. SpongeBob wiggled off the screen, revealing boldly colored letters.

Shuangjiang: “Here’s a mission.”

Shuangjiang: “The client’s last name is Peng, a student, foreign national, no criminal record.”

Zhou Xufang scooped a large spoon of ice cream, along with two marshmallows, stuffed them into her mouth, sweetly asking, “What’s the mission?”

Shuangjiang: “Escort him to a location. Important document handover.”

Shuangjiang: “Fee one million.”

Zhou Xufang pulled open the tab on the milk can: “Did they specify what the document is?”

Shuangjiang: “That part is confidential.”

If it’s confidential, it likely has a high risk factor and difficulty, possibly even involving ‘gray area deals’.

Shuangjiang: “Taking it?”

After a thought, Zhou Xufang refused: “Not taking it.” She scooped another large spoonful of ice cream and ate joyfully, “My boyfriend says from now on, only take jobs that are well-paid, relaxed, and safe.”

What the boyfriend says, one must heed.

Shuangjiang: “Like?”

Zhou Xufang, being totally serious, gave an example: “Protecting my boyfriend.”

Shuangjiang: “…”