The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 277 - : Xu Fang, who dotes on her husband and fears his wrath, the important female supporting character arrives (second update)

“Hold on a second.” Feng Zhanling chased down from upstairs, “Give me Lixiang’s WeChat.”

He hadn’t finished boasting yet, “I’ll give it to you when I get back.”

Feng Zhanling, being short, tried to grab the phone on tiptoe, “No, it’s something urgent.”

“What’s urgent?”

“I need to ask her when Lady Xiangsong is picking up her boxed meal.”

Xue Baoyi, “…”

He felt his mom couldn’t be over eighteen years old!

When he arrived at Fang Lixiang’s place, the sun was setting; half the sky was a hue of orange-red, spring was intensifying, and the evening breeze was making people… dizzy?

Okay, his Chinese wasn’t that good.

Fang Lixiang had slipped down secretly, wrapping herself up tightly, “What are you doing here?”

Xue Baoyi at the stairwell entrance, “What else but to see you and the kid.”

Fang Lixiang stared at him, “What kid, who said it’s a boy?”

It wasn’t necessarily a daughter either.

She became upset, as the mood of a pregnant woman changes like the weather in June, altering at a moment’s notice, “Are you valuing boys over girls?”

Xue Baoyi edged closer, grinning like a sticky, slobbering golden retriever, “Who said that? I like daughters too, I like whatever you bear.”

He just felt that, if neither birth control nor cold medicine killed it, it must be a little rascal.

Someone else was coming downstairs.

Xue Baoyi pulled Fang Lixiang to the stairwell of the basement level, once he held her hand, he wouldn’t let go, “Still feeling sick today? Why not stay a few more days in the hospital?”

She brushed him off, claiming she wasn’t uncomfortable, “It’s easy to get photographed in the hospital.” Besides, the doctor said she could be discharged.

Xue Baoyi didn’t mind, “So what if you get photographed?” Getting photographed would be even better; that would mean the wife couldn’t run away.

She shook her head, disliking the idea, “I don’t want to go public yet.”

Xue Baoyi’s smile vanished, his expression akin to a stray dog just brought home, cautiously terrified of being abandoned again, “Are you still mad at me?”

Fang Lixiang turned her face away, “Shouldn’t I be?” Her little puppy was almost lost; how could she not be angry!

Xue Baoyi realized he had done wrong and lacking confidence, admitted meekly, “Yes, yes, you can be angry as long as you like.”

Hmph!

Fang Lixiang thought this Gouzi was becoming more and more like Gui Fei, that golden retriever—somewhat cute, just a tiny bit, “We’ll talk about it after Jiang Zhi’s movie is done shooting. I don’t want people to say I’m using a pregnancy to create hype.”

She also wanted to wait until she had some accomplishments of her own before going public.

Xue Baoyi was straightforward, not thinking much, “I’d like to see who dares to say that!”

Look at this bandit’s face!

Fang Lixiang stopped talking to him and asked, “Have you apologized to Xia Hansong?”

Apologize?

With his buddies calling to congratulate him, he hadn’t even finished those calls, let alone having time for that pretty boy, “Not yet.”

“Do it as soon as you can.”

He wasn’t keen, but he dared not disobey, “Okay.”

Fang Lixiang heard footsteps again, fearing they’d be spotted, she hurried Xue Baoyi, “You better go back.”

Chasing him away so soon!

Xue Baoyi felt uneasy and shoved the tonics into her hand with discontent, “My mom asked me to give these to you.”

She took them and left, looking around cautiously, afraid of being seen.

Xue Baoyi called out from behind, “Lixiang.”

She turned around.

“When are we getting our marriage certificate?”

She answered, “We’ll see.”

What does ‘we’ll see’ mean?! Xue Baoyi felt like he’d been taken advantage of; if it were up to his old temper, he definitely would’ve exploded, but with her, he always couldn’t burst in rage, only able to grumble silently, “Your dad and my dad agreed we’d get married; you can’t go back on it.”

As if anyone would just take the kid and not the dad.

As if his seed were free! Fat chance!

Fang Lixiang turned back, and in the basement, the motion-sensor lights flickered on and off, casting intermittent shadows that fell into her eyes, “Xue Baoyi, when I told you about the pregnancy, it was because this child is half yours, and you have the right to know it exists, not to force you to take responsibility.” This situation with both our parents wasn’t her intention either.

She didn’t want to use the child to tie him down.

“It’s not about whether I take responsibility or not,” Xue Baoyi extended his hand, placed it on her abdomen, his tone sincere, “I genuinely want to marry you. This child is just an excuse.”

He was an impatient man; once sure of his feelings, he wanted to make things official without delay.

Fang Lixiang pushed his hand away, mouth hard as stone. “I don’t want to marry you at all.” Maybe just a little, a tiny bit.

Xue Baoyi wasn’t in a rush. After all, the baby was already on its way, and she couldn’t escape. Time was on her side. “Then I’m leaving.”

She didn’t look at him. “Go ahead.”

He took a step and then looked back. “I’m really leaving.”

She walked ahead first but soon turned around to look at him. She hadn’t noticed before, but now she could see that there was something wrong with the way he was walking. “Xue Baoyi.”

“Hmm?”

“Why are you limping?”

“My dad beat me.” He adopted a pitiable expression, deliberately playing the sympathy card. “He hit me with a belt yesterday.”

Fang Lixiang ran back to him. “Where did he hit you?”

“My calf.”

She squatted down and rolled up his pant leg.

Xue Zhonggen was an extremely strict father, old-fashioned and upright, but somehow he ended up with a son like Xue Baoyi, a little bandit and a total rascal. The boy had been a troublemaker all his life, causing more problems than all his meals combined. Xue Zhonggen’s patience had been worn thin, and when angry, he inevitably resorted to family discipline.

His calf was bruised blue and purple.

Fang Lixiang’s heart ached seeing this.

He also squatted down, looking at her. “I’m sorry, I’ve made you suffer during this time.”

She wasn’t feeling wronged at all, but upon hearing his words, her eyes reddened, her nose grew sour, and she said with a sense of grievance, “I thought you didn’t like me.”

Even if she thought he wasn’t sincere, she still couldn’t bear to abort his child.

She also felt pathetic. They hadn’t even dated a day, and somehow, through computer screens and data cables, while playing Peace Elite, she had given him her heart.

“I have many flaws, but I don’t like to lie. When I said I liked you, I really meant it.” He hugged her. “From now on, trust me a little more.”

Just as they hugged—

Mr. Fang’s roaring voice came from the third floor to the basement. “Aren’t you coming up? Planning to spend the night down here, huh!”

Fang Lixiang: “…”

Xue Baoyi released her and led her toward the elevator entrance. “You go up. I don’t want to infuriate your dad anymore.” Right now, Mr. Fang would see him and rage with fury, as if wanting to hurl his shoe at his face.

That night, Xue Baoyi posted a message on his social media.

“My wife! @Fang Lixiang”

Only visible to a special group.

Fang Lixiang responded with an emoji of a flat-bottomed pan, followed by a neat formation; everyone replied with flat-bottomed pans.

Not long after, Jiang Zhi received a call from Xue Baoyi.

“Can your movie be postponed?”

The one in Fang Lixiang’s belly was just over a month old.

Jiang Zhi replied, “The movie has been in preparation for a year; contracts have been signed. It can’t be postponed unless we drop out.”

Fang Lixiang couldn’t possibly drop out. This was her first time leading a project, an important milestone for her.

Jiang Zhi, who would otherwise not set precedents, had to make an exception. “Your fiancée’s scenes, I will arrange them all at the beginning.”

She would start to show within four months and wouldn’t look right on camera.

If it were any other actor, he would have kicked them out already.

“What about the fight scenes?”

Jiang Zhi’s movies never allowed actors to use stunt doubles but another exception had to be made. “You’ll cover the stunt double’s fees.”

Xue Baoyi was satisfied this time. “Thanks.” Trust a buddy you’ve teamed up with for a ‘ship’ to come through.

Jiang Zhi spoke in a tone that suggested they weren’t very close. “It’s not for you, but for my girlfriend’s sake.”

Fang Lixiang took a few days’ rest and then started working.

Her scenes were scheduled tightly, but they were mostly during the day. All the actors’ schedules had been rearranged for her, something unprecedented in Jiang Zhi’s crew. Everyone was guessing just how influential Fang Lixiang must be to make Director Jiang accommodate her so much. If it wasn’t for the fact that the director had a girlfriend and they were very much in love, the speculations would have been rated R.

Let them guess all they want.

Fang Lixiang was having breakfast in a corner.

Zhou Xufang was keeping her company. “Your appetite has improved a lot.”

“Yeah, I’ve been really hungry these past few days.”

Zhou Xufang spoke in a tone like an old lady. “Being able to eat is a blessing. It’s good fortune.”

Fang Lixiang giggled, handing over a bag of food to Zhou Xufang. “You eat, too.”

She looked around.

“What are you looking at?”

In a quiet, sneaky voice, she said, “Jiang Zhi would scold me if he saw.” Jiang Zhi was trying to get her to quit snacks, even limiting her milk intake, worried about her getting ‘the three highs.’

Fang Lixiang was surprised. “That strict?”

“Yeah.” She glanced around while taking out a pack of dried sweet potatoes and beef jerky from the bag. “But I’ll eat them secretly.”

Fang Lixiang also looked around then slipped a carton of yogurt into Zhou Xufang’s hat. “Keep the yogurt hidden and drink it.”

Zhou Xufang quickly tightened the straps on her hat and hid it away.

Fang Lixiang touched her hand, then immediately pulled back. “The weather’s getting warmer; how come your hand is still so cold, like a piece of ice?”

Zhou Xufang pondered. “I might be a snake.”

Fang Lixiang: “…”

She even knew how to joke now, no longer the icy Black Impermanence.

“Who’s that?” Zhou Xufang pointed.

The person had just arrived on set, and several people had already gathered around, each one very enthusiastic and courteous. It seemed that a superstar had arrived.

Fang Lixiang glanced over. “That’s Su Chan, the second female lead in this movie.”