Chapter 195 - 195: 193 Sweet Daily Life (Very Sweet) (Second Update)
My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early
Translator: 549690339
Ji Baijian has a female friend.
Thatâs like Mars colliding with Earth.
She refuses to believe it.
Song Zhizhi looks at him with utter disbelief. Ji Baijian says, âShe is very good with computers.â âYour female friend is good with computers?â
âYou like to play games?â I didnât see that coming! âNot playing games, sheâs a hacker,â Ji Baijian explains.
Damn it.
Such a prestigious profession, and you call it playing with computers.
âAnd then?â
âBecause sheâs technically proficient and has a decent personalityâ¦â Ji Baijian speaks.
âWhat kind of personality?â Song Zhizhi interrupts him.
âShe doesnât talk much, doesnât laugh often, very much a homebody.â
Okay, fine.
In Ji Baijianâs view, she must have a pretty bad personality.
âSo you guys became friends,â asks Song Zhizhi.
âYes. Because thereâs no one around me whoâs as good with computers as she is, Yin Qin said she was good, so we became friends.â
âIs she beautiful?â The thing that women care about the most will always be this.
âBeautiful,â replies Ji Baijian.
Song Zhizhi remains skeptical.
A technical expert, not talkative, doesnât laugh, a homebody, and on top of all that, sheâs extremely beautiful?!
This kind of female creature should be extinct by now!
âAm I beautiful?â Song Zhizhi asks Ji Baijian. She needs to verify his aesthetic taste.
âYes,â Ji Baijian answers.
âIs Luo Xiaolang beautiful?â Song Zhizhi continues to ask.
âDoes Luo Xiaolang count as a woman?â Good.
At least he can identify female characteristics. âIs Ji Baixin beautiful?â Song Zhizhi asks again.
âYes,â Ji Baijian nods.
âAm I more beautiful or is Ji Baixin?â Song Zhizhi is serious. âYou are more beautiful.â âWhoâs more beautiful, Ji Baixin or your female friend?â
âThe female friend.â
Song Zhizhi glares at Ji Baijian.
âYou are the most beautiful,â Ji Baijian summarizes. Itâs not flattery, but an objective evaluation. Therefore,
Ji Baijianâs aesthetic judgment is not in dispute.
So, that female friend is really not ugly, even can be said to be very beautiful.
Suddenly, she doesnât feel so good inside. She asks, âWhy did you stop being friends?â
âBecause she said she liked me.â
Song Zhizhi gazes at him.
âSo I stopped contacting her,â Ji Baijian plainly says.
âWhy wouldnât you date her if sheâs talented, has a good personality, and is good-looking?â Song Zhizhi asks.
She tells herself that she can be calm about this.
Everyone has a past.
She has one too.
Even if she now hates it to the bone.
âWhy should I date her?â Ji Baijian retorts.
âDonât you think sheâS all good?â says Song Zhizhi.
It sounds so bitter when said out loud.
âMoney is good too, but I havenât dated it either,â Ji Baijian stresses each word.
âJi Baijian, youâre messing with me!â Song Zhizhi is annoyed.
Ji Baijian laughs.
When he laughs, he is captivating.
He says, âBefore I met you, I didnât like anyone.â
âShould I feel honored?â Song Zhizhi feels warm inside.
Even such a good and excellent woman couldnât get into Ji Baijianâ¢s heart.
She canât help but feel a sense of accomplishment.
âYes,â Ji Baijian nods.
This very arrogant man.
But somehow sheâs fond of him.
She says, âYouâre so badly injured, will it affect our wedding? Itâs just half a month away.â
âNo,â assures Ji Baijian, âit wonât affect our wedding night.â
ââ¦â Did I just say that?
Ji Baijian lifts his heavily bandaged hand, âThe tablet over there, pick out a wedding dress.â
âOkay.â
Song Zhizhi gets up to pick up the tablet.
Both of them look at the gowns Ji Baixin designed for them.
âJi Baixinâs skills are quite high,â Song Zhizhi is a bit surprised.
She knew Ji Baixin is a designer, but she didnât expect her designs to be so distinctive, unlike other designers. Her style varies greatly, designing clothes according to the characteristics of different people. Song Zhizhi believes that those wedding gowns will look dazzling on her even without trying them on.
âYes,â Ji Baijian replies, âBaixin has been talented from a young age.â
âDo designers have different tastes from ordinary people?â Song Zhizhi asks while looking at the wedding gown.
âHmm?â
âI think Yin Qin is quite good,â Song Zhizhi speaks cryptically.
âBaixinâs nature is somewhat aloof. She doesnât like the flattery in high society. She also probably dislikes how her mother always tries to please my father. So, from a young age, she was quite different from other children. I donât know what caught Yin Qin, since he was smitten with Ji Baixin from the start. But Yin Qin has too many habits of being too much like a upper-class spoiled brat, like knowing too well how to play, being overbearing, always acting casually, which Baixin really dislikes.â
âOh.â I suppose she can understand Ji Baixin a bit.
They say the family youâre born into is important and indeed it affects a personâs life.
âHavenât you asked Yin Qin to change?â Song Zhizhi questions.
If he knows why Ji Baixin doesnât like Yin Qin, couldnât he ask Yin Qin to change a bit?
âBefore we had a chance to really change, Baixin fell in love with someone else. Despite her quiet demeanor, Baixin has a very assertive character. Baixinâs mother never dares to say a word that contradicts my father, but Baixin can argue with my father.â
âReally?â Song Zhizhi canât even imagine that.
âWe only have one girl in our family, so my father has been fairly tolerant towards Baixin,â Ji Baijian comments, âalthough Baixin doesnât appreciate it much.â
âWhy is that?â
âMy father doesnât respect her mother.â
Probably a childhood imprint.
âSo whatever Baixin decides, itâs hard to change. This also applies to her liking Li Wenjun, â Ji Baijian says, âno one can change that. I thought we could try to match Baixin and Yin Qin after they broke up, but who would have thought, Li Wenjun came back.â
âSuch a proud person as Baixin, she just forgives and forgets as soon as Li Wenjun comes back?â Itâs not necessary to ask, Li Wenjun must be the man in Ji Baixinâs heart.
âPerhaps Li Wenjun did not leave voluntarily. Thereâs some hidden issue between them, he came back, and old feelings resurfaced.â Song Zhizhi nods.
That would be the only reason.
âWhat about Yin Qin then?â Song Zhizhi asks.
The world knows that he loves Ji Baixin, his love for her reaches deep into his bones.
âHe plans to break off the engagement.â
âIs he really going to end the engagement?â
âA forced relationship is not sweet, â Ji Baijian says frankly.
Thatâs true.
Dragging it on like this is delaying them both.
âThis fool Yin Qin will probably be upset for a long time,â Song Zhizhi sighs.
âYes.â
They pick a gown and chit-chat.
After a while,
Ji Baijian suddenly says, âI need to go to the bathroom.â
âOkay.â Song Zhizhi puts down the tablet, âIâll help you.â
Ji Baixin nods.
Song Zhizhi escorts Ji Baijian into the bathroom and waits outside the door.
She waits for quite a while.
âArenât you done yet?â Song Zhizhi asked, heading towards the door.
The person inside didnât reply.
âJi Baijian?â Surely he hadnât fallen into the toilet!
âYes,â the person inside answered. âAre you constipated?â
âWhy are you taking so long?â
âI canât get it off.â
Why didnât you say you couldnât take it off sooner?
Isnât this a waste of time?
Song Zhizhi pushed the door to the washroom open without hesitation and entered.
Ji Baijian was standing next to the toilet, unmoving.
Song Zhizhi asked, âDo you need help?â
Looking at his hand wrapped like Doraemonâs, she had indeed overestimated him.
âClose your eyes,â Ji Baijian said.
Did he have to be so annoying? âFollow my instructions.â
Song Zhizhi gritted her teeth.
âOkay, you can go out now,â Ji Baijian said. It seemed like it took her a lot to catch her breath.
Song Zhizhi prepared to leave.
âTurn around with your eyes closed,â Ji Baijian instructed.
Damn Ji Baijian.
Just a stinky man!
Whatâs there to see, whatâs there to see!
Song Zhizhi couldnât take it.
She opened her eyes.
Thenâ¦
Okay.
Song Zhizhi ran out wildly.
At that moment, her face felt like it was on fire.
She stood at the entrance to the washroom, breathing deeply.
It seemed hard for her to recover for a long time.
She was definitely going to get a stye in her eye.
A big one!
She constantly worked to calm herself for a while.
Ji Baijian hadnât come out yet.
Song Zhizhi tried to maintain her composure, her voice as steady as possible. âAre you done?â
âYes,â Ji Baijian answered.
âIâm coming in.â
âYes.â âI have my eyes closed.â
âYes.â
Song Zhizhi went in, reaching out blindly.
After a while.
Both of them emerged from the washroom, faces flushing red.
Then they returned to the living room, sitting on the sofa.
At that moment, they both felt extremely embarrassed.
There wasnât anything to begin with.
They didnât know why it suddenly felt like there was.
She looked up at Ji Baijian.
Did he really have to make such a big deal out of it?
Even his ears were red.
But she didnât do anything.
They didnât do anything.
She asked, trying to lighten the awkward atmosphere, âWhat are you going to do for the next few days?â
âItâs a superficial wound; it should get a lot better by tomorrow after I sleep tonight.â
âWhat a joke!â Song Zhizhi didnât believe him. She asked, âDo you need me to stay and take care of you?â
âNo need.â Ji Baijian was certain.
Song Zhizhi glared at him.
âThe wedding is in half a month,â Ji Baijian mumbled.
âSoâ¦â
âWe have been patient for so long, thereâs no need to rush.â
This guy, where was his mind going!
Besides.
She really wanted to tell him that sheâd already seen what he treasured as purity!
âIs the bridal dress and suit the ones we just chose?â Ji Baijian quickly changed the subject.
Song Zhizhi didnât want to argue with this primitive man. She said, âYes.â
âThen you should go back early.â Ji Baijian said bluntly. âAre you trying to throw me out?â Song Zhizhi frowned. âIâm trying to preserve my purity.â
âJi Baijian, am I that desperate?â Song Zhizhi was furious.
âI am.â
Ji Baijianâs eyes flickered slightly. âRemember to lock the door when you leave.â
Then Song Zhizhi watched Ji Baijian rise slowly and go back into his room.
This guy, Ji Baijianâ¦
This guy, Ji Baijian⦠always got her blood pumping.
Song Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, then got up to wake up Luo Xiaolang, who was sleeping in the guest room.
At any given time, no matter what Luo Xiaolang was doing, if Song Zhizhi called her, she would listen to Song Zhizhiâs orders immediately.
The two of them left Ji Baijianâs apartment.
Luo Xiaolang drove her back to the Song family estate.
The house seemed quiet.
From then on, there was no woman named Nie Wenzhi in this family. She casually asked the servant in the living room, âWhere is my dad?â
âThe master is in his room.â
âWhat about my grandmother?â
âThe old lady left not long ago. She said she was not used to living here.â
Song Zhizhi nodded.
She asked Luo Xiaolang to return to her room and rest. She turned and went to her fatherâs room.
She wanted to see his current condition.
After being deceived for such a long time, her dadâs emotions must not be good.
Strange.
Her dadâs room was empty.
She thought about it and moved towards the study.
Through the half-closed study door, Song Zhizhi saw her father, and also a familiar face.
She knocked on the door.
Song Shan saw his daughter at the door and smiled. âCome in.â
Song Zhizhi walked in, and affectionately called out âDadâ. Then she turned towards Wei Ziming, âBrother Ziming, youâre back?â
It had been a long time since Wei Ziming had returned to this house.
The last time she invited him for dinner, it was at the Song familyâs other house. She remembered how they used to play together in this big courtyard when they were little.
âYes.â Wei Ziming was serious.
She didnât know when, but her dear Brother Ziming became more and more distant.
Maybe, when people reach a certain age, they lose a lot of their innocence and thus distance forms.
âZiming has retired from the military.â Song Shan said.
Song Zhizhi was surprised.
Wasnât his career developing well? Why did he just retire?!
âFrom now on, he will always be with me.â Song Shan said. At that moment, he let out a deep sigh. âAfter this incident, I no longer trust anyone else by my side!â So, her dad brought Brother Ziming back to protect him..