My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

Chapter 327: 326 Luo Xiaolang’s Dominance, Song Zhizhi’s Farewell (1 update)

Translator: 549690339

At a traffic light.

Luo Xiaolang stopped the car, turned her head towards Yin Qin, “Didn’t you once say that we are friends who would do anything for each other, and that I can do whatever I want to you without needing your consent?”

Yin Qin stared directly at Luo Xiaolang, looking at the seriousness on her face.

He didn’t get a chance to answer.

All he felt was Luo Xiaolang’s hand forcefully hitting the back of his head, he didn’t have time to scream in pain, his vision suddenly darkened.

Shit.

Luo Xiaolang hit him way too hard.

Was this necessary just because she had to wait a whole night? Was she planning on killing the witness?!

Of course, Yin Qin knew that Luo Xiaolang wouldn’t kill him.

What he didn’t expect, however, was for Luo Xiaolang to detain him.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself on Luo Xiaolang’s bed. He wasn’t sure how long he had been unconscious, as one doesn’t usually sleep for long after being knocked unconscious. He had the impression that he had been unconscious for quite some time. He suspected that each time he woke up, Luo Xiaolang knocked him unconscious again, over and over, so the back of his head was incredibly sore when he moved.

Yin Qin called out, “Luo Xiaolang, that really hurt.”

Luo Xiaolang sat at the side of the bed without speaking.

Yin Qin tried to stand up.

He had never considered what Luo Xiaolang might do to him, at most taking a few beatings from her, and he did feel guilty about it. After getting beaten up, he felt a lot better inside. He definitely had a masochistic streak.

But when he tried to sit up, he realized his hands and feet were bound by Luo Xiaolang.

He was completely dumbfounded. He struggled fiercely and shouted at Luo Xiaolang, “Are you crazy, Luo Xiaolang?! Why did you tie me up? Let me go!”

“You said I could do whatever I wanted to you,” Luo Xiaolang murmured.

“I did say that, but you can’t torture me like this. It makes me feel unsafe. Let me go, you can hit me as much as you want. I clearly can’t beat you, and I promise not to escape,” Yin Qin yelled, never ever imagining Luo Xiaolang would do anything other than beat him up.

In this moment, he truly felt that Luo Xiaolang fought back evil like a hero. He just made her wait one night and she beat him like this. He figured he’d better be careful with her in the future, or who knows how she would retaliate!

While he was thinking this.

Yin Qin saw Luo Xiaolang suddenly sit up on the bed.

Then she turned and looked at him!

Yin Qin closed his eyes and said, “Luo Xiaolang, don’t hit my face, please don’t hit my face.”

He didn’t want to go about his day with a face full of welts and contusions, he cared about his image too!

But then.

The anticipated punch didn’t come.

In this world, there are ways of revenge even more brutal than a punch!

On the lower level, it was hell on earth.

Upstairs.

Song Zhizhi had prepared the dinner she had been working on all night and laid it on the table.

Ji Baijian got home quite late; he often had to work overtime. It seemed Ji Baili would accompany him in overtime every day, apparently, the Jihong Group was working on a sizable project, and it was the most tense stage now.

But today, when he came home, he was pleasantly surprised.

As soon as he walked through the door, he saw Song Zhizhi bustling around the kitchen in her apron.

He wore a smile on his lips as he approached her.

Song Zhizhi was deep into her cooking; she didn’t notice Ji Baijian come home. While complaining about how much she hated cooking, she looked up to find Ji Baijian smiling at her.

He was so handsome that any dish seemed dull in comparison.

“You’re home?” Song Zhizhi gasped in surprise.

Ji Baijian nodded, his gaze drifting to the rubbish bin beside her.

Who knew how many times she tried cooking.

His heart fluttered slightly.

He asked, “Why so spirited today?”

“I wanted to surprise you,” Song Zhizhi said, stirring the carrots in the pan, “Who knew, I don’t have talent.”

Ji Baijian enveloped her tightly in his arms from behind.

He bit her ear gently.

Song Zhizhi blushed.

Ji Baijian said, “I will love whatever my wife does.”

Song Zhizhi still couldn’t withstand Ji Baijian, even after so long married, he still caused her heart to beat rapidly with his sudden words and actions.

She kept her calm.

Strived to complete the last dish, placed it in a serving dish.

Song Zhizhi held the dish of somewhat plain-looking carrots, her cheeks were flushed as she looked at Ji Baijian.

She didn’t know if she was embarrassed by her subpar culinary skills, or embarrassed by Ji Baijian’s affection.

But her rosy face… it was very tempting.

So, at that moment, Ji Baijian bent down and kissed her once.

Ji Baijian let go of Song Zhizhi and said, “Let’s eat your dinner first…”.

Then… other things.

Song Zhizhi nodded her head.

The two of them sat at the dining table.

Song Zhizhi excitedly watched as Ji Baijian picked up a piece of stir-fried pork and put it into his bowl of rice, then eating it and chewing.

“Is it good?” Song Zhizhi asked him.

Ji Baijian smiled.

She admitted he was incredibly good-looking.

But for now, could he do more than just smile?

Song Zhizhi couldn’t wait, she picked up a piece of stir-fried pork and tasted it herself.

Then…

Song Zhizhi’s complexion changed entirely.

At that moment, she admired Ji Baijian, who managed to keep a pleasant smile on his face despite everything.

She said, “I didn’t add any salt.”

“Hm,” Ji Baijian nodded.

“I’m starting over.”

“No need, there’s still other dishes,” Ji Baijian said, reaching for a piece of carrot.

Song Zhizhi watched him again.

Ji Baijian ate.

Song Zhizhi watched him.

Ji Baijian swallowed and said, “It’s not bad.”

“Really?” Song Zhizhi was thrilled.

She quickly picked up a piece of carrot and tried it.

As soon as it was in her mouth, she spat it out immediately.

“Cough, cough. Too salty,” Song Zhizhi crumbled.

Ji Baijian smiled.

He said, smiling, “That can balance it out.”

Song Zhizhi was lost for words.

What kind of balance was this?

She felt some disappointment.

At that moment, she saw Ji Baijian put a piece of stir-fried pork and carrot together in the bowl, then started to eat it.

Song Zhizhi said to him, “Should we order takeout instead?”

“No need.”

“Ji Baijian, I don’t want you to feel like this…”

“I don’t feel wronged at all, I feel sweet from head to toe,” Ji Baijian said in his deep as velvety voice.

Song Zhizhi was always left wanting more by his sweet-talk.

She stood up from her seat.

Ji Baijian looked at her.

He looked at her from a lower angle.

She said, “Ji Baijian, stop eating.”

“Hm?” Ji Baijian raised his eyebrows.

Ji Baijian glanced at Song Zhizhi, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.

He said, “I apologize for my rudeness.”

The night fell,

Song Zhizhi lied motionless on the bed.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

She was buried in the pillow, watching Ji Baijian put on clothes and get out of the bed.

The moment Ji Baijian took off, he looked at her and said, “Madam.”

“Hm?” Song Zhizhi shifted her gaze.

“Whenever Madam wants a child, please let me know.”

How does Ji Baijian always know what she’s thinking?

She nodded.

Even though there would be regrets, she wasn’t in a rush.

A lot of things haven’t settled yet, she didn’t want to add unnecessary burdens. For both of them, it would be a burden.

Ji Baijian left the room.

Song Zhizhi was somewhat groggy in bed.

She smelled a fragrance.

It was the kind of smell that could wake her from her dreams.

She opened her eyes to see Ji Baijian holding a bowl of noodles in his hands, walking up the stairs.

He placed the noodles beside her, propped up Song Zhizhi, and had her lean against the head of the bed.

“Aren’t you tired, Ji Baijian?”

It was so late, and he still had the energy to cook.

“No matter how tired, I must take care of Madam.”

Alright then.

When Ji Baijian spoiled her, it really could be a bit too much.

She looked at the bowl of egg noodles in front of her, the soft noodles giving off a delicious aroma.

Ji Baijian, you really can do anything.”

A scholar in both astronomy and geography, this man could unexpectedly cook!

“Don’t feel embarrassed, Madam. I won’t mind.”

That’s right, he’s very narcissistic.

Song Zhizhi tasted the noodles Ji Baijian cooked.

The taste was really good, definitely not due to her being too hungry.

She finished the entire bowl of noodles.

She usually didn’t have this kind of appetite.

If she continues to eat like this, she is certain her weight will increase a lot.

She even let out a satisfied burp after finishing the meal.

Watching Ji Baijian laugh was truly a sight for sore eyes.

Yet the very next second,

Ji Baijian’s smile completely froze.

Because he heard Song Zhizhi say, “Tomorrow morning, I’m going to Jinghe Village.”

Ji Baijian looked straight at her.

“Jun Mingyu and I are going together. Ye Wenhan is using this opportunity to make an excuse to let me go,” Song Zhizhi said, “I need to complete the project in Jinghe Village before I can come back. I don’t know how long it will take.”

Ji Baijian’s expression changed slightly.

Song Zhizhi affectionately wrapped her arms around his neck, “Are you reluctant to let me go?”

“What do you think?”

“I feel the same,” Song Zhizhi leaned against Ji Baijian’s neck, in a very affectionate manner, “But I can’t avoid it.”

“Mm.” Ji Baijian hummed in response.

“Ji Baijian, I really want to be with you forever. No farewells, no deceptions, just staying with you in peace,” Song Zhizhi murmured.

Ji Baijian held her tightly.

One day, he will make her wish come true.

But they never thought that this farewell… will last a long time.

The next morning, Song Zhizhi left home with Ji Baijian.

Downstairs, Wei Ziming was waiting for her in the garage.

Ji Baijian drove himself to work.

Song Zhizhi reluctantly said goodbye to Ji Baijian.

After she got into the back seat of the car, just when Wei Ziming was about to drive, Ji Baijian suddenly got out of his car.

Song Zhizhi just stared at him.

She saw him suddenly open her car door, and then support her head…

Wei Ziming diverted his gaze.

He just looked straight at the road ahead.

It took Ji Baijian a long time to let go of Song Zhizhi. He said, “Take good care of yourself.”

“Mm.”

Ji Baijian closed the car door for her.

Wei Ziming drove off.

Song Zhizhi turned to look at Ji Baijian.

She watched Ji Baijian standing there, staring at her without moving.

Her eyes suddenly turned red.

It’s not like she hasn’t been away before.

They have been married for less than a year and they have been apart many times. It feels like no previous separation was as heart wrenching as this one. Perhaps it’s because they’ve been together for so long, they have forgotten what it’s like to be apart?!

Song Zhizhi watched Ji Baijian, watching his figure get farther and farther away from her.

Just like she was losing him.

Li Baijian also stood there for a long time.

Not until Song Zhizhi’s car completely disappeared from his sight, did he return to his own car.

After a moment of silence, he picked up his phone and dialed, “Young Master Jun.”

“Baijian.” The other side answered lightheartedly, seemingly in good spirits.

“Why are you suddenly going to Jinghe Village?” Ji Baijian cut to the chase.

“I didn’t tell you earlier because I was worried you might refuse. However, you can rest assured. Since Song Zhizhi is your wife, I will do my best to ensure her safety.”

“You still haven’t answered my question.” Ji Baijian’s brows furrowed.

The other side remained silent for a moment before saying, “I’ve been reassigned to the front line.”

Ji Baijian frowned.

“With the Jinghe Village affair almost resolved, I should have been able to go back. However, my father wants me to find a way to cooperate with Commercial Management. With your guidance, I found a joint venture. Yet, this joint venture became the reason why my father reassigned me. You know my father has always disapproved of me, and my existence severely threatens his so-called successor.” Jun Mingyu spoke calmly, “Therefore, until the Jinghe Village project is completely reconstructed, I probably won’t be able to come back.”

“So you’re bringing Song Zhizhi along?”

“I have no other choice. If I can’t win over you, at least I need to have an ally.”

“Indeed, everyone from the official family is cunning,” Ji Baijian sneered.

Jun Mingyu acknowledged frankly, “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have survived till now.”

“If anything happens to Song Zhizhi, I will kill you,” Ji Baijian enunciated each word.

“I don’t doubt your capabilities, even though I don’t know what identity you’re hiding,” Jun Mingyu chuckled, “It’s for the best. At least from now on, we’re on the same side. Regardless of what comes our way, you will help me, for the sake of Song Zhizhi.”

Ji Baijian’s face turned cold.

“If I had known earlier, I would have used this approach,” Jun Mingyu said, seeming a bit regretful he hadn’t thought of it earlier.

Ji Baijian responded coldly, “Young Master Jun, I can be more ruthless than you think.”

Jun Mingyu pursed his lips.

“So… don’t get too ahead of yourself!”