The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 276 - : Jiang Zhi double kill, Bao Yi’s dog life at its peak (one more update

Zhou Xufang hid behind Jiang Zhi, sneakily reached out, and took an earpiece from her pocket, pressing a button, the light on it blinking.

Jiang Zhi just had a passionate flush in his eyes, but now it was cold and indifferent. His lips were still red, but his skin was very pale, “If you’ve thought it through, answer it again.”

He was asking how the Xiao Family member had died?

After a short moment of hesitation and struggle, Luo Yinghe, still entranced by the temptation Jiang Zhi had thrown out, spilled the secret she had kept for several years, “The Xiao Family member didn’t commit suicide; she was forcibly fed sleeping pills by Luo Changde.”

“Cough cough cough,” he said. “Be more specific.”

Becoming somewhat nervous and sweating in her palms, Luo Yinghe looked back to make sure no one else was around before speaking, “That day, the Xiao Family member had an argument with Luo Changde. She said she was going to expose his affair with Zhou Qingmeng, and Luo Changde ended up strangling her neck and feeding her half a bottle of sleeping pills. I was outside the door at the time.” Fearing Jiang Zhi wouldn’t believe her, she added, “Not just me, Luo San also saw it.”

She went up there to make fun of Luo San, heard arguing from the room, and stood behind Luo San to peek through the door crack.

She personally witnessed Luo Changde stuffing the sleeping pills into the Xiao Family member’s mouth.

Scared of being discovered, she ran before Luo San did and threatened Luo San, saying if she dared to give her up, she would never forgive her.

“If you dare to lie,”

Jiang Zhi didn’t finish his sentence.

Luo Yinghe immediately followed up, swearing solemnly, “If I’m lying, I deserve to die miserably.”

Good, stupid enough.

Jiang Zhi was satisfied, waved his hand indicating she could leave.

After Luo Yinghe left, Zhou Xufang said to Jiang Zhi, “I’ve recorded the audio.” The earpiece she used for the mission was capable of recording and also taking videos.

Jiang Zhi gently touched her forehead in praise, “Our Fang Bao is really awesome.”

The praised Zhou Xufang smiled modestly, “What should we do next? Tell Luo Qinghe about the truth behind the Xiao Family member’s murder?”

Zhou Xufang had seen just how ruthless Luo Qinghe could be. She could predict that if Luo Qinghe knew the truth, she would stop at nothing to make Luo Changde pay with blood for blood.

Jiang Zhi nodded, “The case is about to go to trial, and Luo Qinghe hasn’t budged. If she doesn’t budge, Xu Pozhi won’t testify in court against Luo Changde.” It was time to give her a push.

“What did Xu Pozhi demand?”

“He wants a person.”

Jiang Zhi had asked Xu Pozhi what he wanted with Luo Qinghe; he had even implied that even if Luo Qinghe applied for parole or was under outside execution, she’d eventually return to jail.

Xu Pozhi had then replied, “There’s always a way to keep her from going back, like,” he said, “mental illness.”

Jiang Zhi felt, that compared to fabricating, Xu Pozhi, this psychopath, might actually turn her into a mental patient.

The detention center.

At eight in the morning, the duty officer took her out of the cell, up to the fourth floor of the building next door, all the way down the corridor.

She stopped, “Where are you taking me?”

The duty officer glanced at her, “Don’t ask so many questions, just follow.”

She was still handcuffed, but she didn’t move, “How do I know you won’t harm me.”

The officer chuckled, “You’re already a prisoner; if we wanted to harm you, would we need to go through all this trouble?”

He brought her into a room.

“Captain Qiao, I’ve brought the person.”

Inside, Qiao Nanchu was sitting and waiting.

On the table, there were a few breakfast items, and he picked up a crystal bun, looking up, “Thanks.”

“Why be polite.”

After bringing the person over, the duty officer closed the door and stood guard outside.

Qiao Nanchu continued with his breakfast, “Sit down.”

Luo Qinghe sat down, “Did Jiang Zhi send you here?”

He hummed in affirmation, putting down his chopsticks, “He has a big present for you.”

Ten minutes later, Luo Qinghe came out of the room with a gloomy face, telling the duty officer, “I want to see my lawyer.”

At nine in the morning, Luo Qinghe’s lawyer, Jiang Chundong, made a visit to the detention center.

In the afternoon, Jiang Chundong went to see Xu Pozhi.

Xu Pozhi had undergone surgery a few days ago to have a prosthetic eye fitted, the bandages had not yet been removed, and half of his face was wrapped up, “Did Luo Qinghe send you here?”

“Yes,” Jiang Chundong said as he entered, “Mr. Xu, my client has asked me to pass on a message to you.”

“What message?”

“As long as you are willing to testify in court, my client is willing to agree to any of your requests.”

Xu Pozhi laughed, and the light gleamed in his good eye.

The court case involving Luo Changde and his daughter was scheduled for mid-March.

Fang Lixiang’s engagement party with Xue Baoyi was set for the end of March. As for registering their marriage, both sets of parents left the decision entirely in the hands of the bride’s family. The Xue Family even left their family register and Xue Baoyi’s ID card with Mr. Fang; whenever Fang Lixiang wanted to register, he could.

Without his ID card, Xue Baoyi naturally pushed back all his business trips that involved long travel. Not only that, he was incredibly smug, lying in bed, calling one person after another to boast. Jiang Zhi had done the same thing before.

Why was he lying in bed?

He had been disciplined by family law at the hands of his father, that’s why.

It didn’t matter; receiving these few hits was nothing. He was so happy he could fly, and he first called the most beautiful Jiang Zhi, “Brother Zhi.”

“Speak.”

He lay there, prone like a dead fish, bubbling with joy, “I’m going to be a dad.”

Jiang Zhi: “Mmm.”

He was so proud he could touch the sky, “Impressive, right?” Praise me! Come on! Praise! Me!

Jiang Zhi snorted dismissively, throwing cold water on him, “You’ve gone and forgotten the girl just after sleeping with her, have some shame.”

Having said that, he hung up.

Xue Baoyi was in a good mood and didn’t argue, “Hmph, just jealous of me!” He continued to call Qiao Nanchu, “Nanchu, I’m going to be a dad.”

Qiao Nanchu was always calm, “Your mom told me.”

In just one evening, Ms. Feng Zhanling had spread the news of her future daughter-in-law’s pregnancy throughout the circle of high-society ladies, boasting to everyone that her daughter-in-law was Princess Su.

Xue Baoyi was even more proud than Ms. Feng, “Don’t be too envious.”

“Who’s envious?”

“You are.” He was about to become a dad and could now laugh at others, “Look at you, it took five years to find a wife, I reckon you’ll need another five years before you can drag one home to have kids.” After all, his girl was still too young.

Those words were too rough for polite ears.

Qiao Nanchu chuckled and cursed, “None of your damn business.” After cursing, he hung up.

Xue Baoyi listened to the dial tone and snorted smugly through his nostrils, complete with his air of arrogance, “Hmph, just jealous of me!”

He felt like the whole world was envious of him!

He kept dialing, going down the contact list one by one.

“Uncle, I’m going to be a dad.”

Xue Bingxue: “I know.”

“Envious, right?”

Xue Bingxue sighed, rather melancholic, “When will Wei’er ever like me?” His nephew was about to become a father, and Wei’er wouldn’t even hold his hand. Ah, such sorrow.

Xue Baoyi took advantage of his good fortune and said shamelessly, “Uncle, learn from me, get into the car first—”

Xue Bingxue, still a fledgling, couldn’t stand to listen, blushing with embarrassment, “You’re a rogue!”

Such an innocent!

“So what if I’m a rogue?” He was proud of being a rogue, “Rogues are always the first to get a wife.”

Xue Bingxue: “Shameless!”

Xue Baoyi hummed. If he had a tail, it would wag to outer space, “I know, you’re just jealous of me.” He pretended to be serious in a dashing manner, “Don’t be jealous, be mature. You’re going to be a grandpa now.”

Grandpa-to-be Xue Bingxue hung up the phone.

Humph! Jealous of him!

Xue Baoyi kept calling: “Jiang Wei’er.”

“Mm.”

He grinned like a little bandit returning from a raid, “Congratulations to you.”

Jiang Wei’er, “Speak human.”

Xue Baoyi smiled like an overjoyed simpleton, “You’re going to be a grandma.”

Was this man’s brain squished by a door?

“What are you talking about?”

The man began to boast as if there was no tomorrow: “I’m going to be a dad, my uncle’s going to be a grandpa, and since you’re in the same generation as my uncle, doesn’t that mean you’re going to be a grandma?”

Jiang Wei’er: “…”

Heaven help her, she was only twenty-eight.

Suddenly feeling old, Jiang Wei’er exclaimed, “Grandma your sister!” and hung up!