Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 168: Shen Yiyan

"Qiao Chuchu gestured for Huai Ling to relax and signed with her hands: 'They're right, they're guys, they understand you better. I can't really help, after all, we have different genders, and a lot of comfort isn't appropriate for me to offer.'"

Huai Ling’s face changed dramatically, and he shook his head at her!

"What's inappropriate about it?"

"It’s obviously very appropriate!"

"Please, feel free to be comfortable with him!"

Pei Youchuan immediately twisted his head back: "Stop looking back, look forward. Life is meaningful only if you look ahead."

Pei Fengnong said solemnly: "Yeah, let’s run towards the fiery sunset together."

Qiao Chuchu: "Huh? But it’s already night."

Pei Ci snorted: "Qiao Chuchu, stop talking. You don't understand Wei Sheng Huai Ling's pain. His pain is hidden deep inside him, and he can't express it with words."

Qiao Chuchu: "He can't express it anyway, he's mute."

Pei Ci: "Huh? Are you in charge of making sarcastic remarks?"

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Ying Chen smiled slightly at her: "Now, close your eyes and feel Wei Sheng Huai Ling's pain with your heart."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

[What kind of ridiculous way to feel something.]

But she still closed her eyes. "Just so you know, I’m not very good at feeling emotions. I can't really feel whatever it is you guys are talking about. After all, you guys aren’t scratch-off lottery tickets. Do you want me to guess what’s in your mind? I suggest you speak up, keeping it in could give you mastitis."

No one responded.

Qiao Chuchu opened her eyes: "Eh?"

The hallway was empty.

"Huh? Where did everyone go?"

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The next morning, on the flight back to China, Qiao Chuchu frequently looked over at Wei Sheng Huai Ling.

Wei Sheng Huai Ling’s eyes were red and swollen. His mouth was bruised.

It looked like he had been beaten, and beaten badly.

Qiao Chuchu patted his shoulder: "Huai Ling, did you get beaten?"

Others shot cold glares at Huai Ling, their eyes full of warning.

Wei Sheng Huai Ling glared at them resentfully, grinding his molars.

But he smiled at Qiao Chuchu: "You don't need to worry, sister. This is my own issue. I wasn’t strong enough. When I become truly strong, that will be the day I crush everyone!"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

[Don’t understand, but maybe this is the passionate blood under the sunset.]

She turned to Ying Chen, still puzzled: "Aren’t you going back to M Country?"

Ying Chen lazily lifted his head from his tablet: "I have spies around me. As long as the spies are still out there, I won’t return."

So he was planning to wait.

Wait for the day his plot would unfold.

He lazily rested his chin on his hand: "The three hundred million I hired you for will always be valid. I hope you’ll help me expose the spy. I officially authorize you to protect me with my sixth sense and three hundred million, plus a bonus."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

She received a message from Lin Qing.

"Chuchu! Your plane lands at seven in the evening in China, want to come to the nightclub? I’ve invited a few of my new signed models to hang out with us!"

Qiao Chuchu was stunned and replied: "Models are a no-go, but hanging out with you guys sounds fine."

Lin Qing: "Huh? Aren’t you a big villain who doesn’t get bored of this? Don’t you want some supermodels to clear your throat? They’re all very obedient!"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Lin Qing: "But it’s fine! Whether you come or not, I’ve invited Yucan sister too. Remember to come, but don’t tell your brothers, and don’t think about it in your heart! Keep some mystery!"

Qiao Chuchu twitched her mouth: [What the heck, don’t let me think about it?]

Others suddenly looked at her.

Pei Che squinted: "Do you have something to do after you land?"

Qiao Chuchu froze and nodded: "Yeah, I’m going to the nightclub with Lin Qing and Yucan."

The atmosphere in the plane instantly became heavy.

Wei Sheng Bie He furrowed his brows, worryingly saying: "Qiao Chuchu, my sister plays around a lot. You can’t learn bad things from her."

Qiao Chuchu felt a little awkward: "Ah, then I definitely won’t be like Yucan."

[Yucan is a charmer, she sits there and immediately has a whole group of admirers begging for her favor, just like the enchanting heroine of a novel. How could I compare to that?]

Pei Youchuan propped his chin up with one hand and tapped the table with the other, sternly advising: "Lin Qing has been wild after breaking off her engagement, you can’t follow her example, understand?"

Qiao Chuchu’s stubborn temper flared up: "What if I didn’t hear you?"

Pei Youchuan sneered, his voice turning ominous: "Then I’ll..."

Qiao Chuchu: "What will you do?"

Pei Youchuan gave a deep, mysterious smile, his sharp tiger teeth showing, with a slightly eerie look: "It’s a secret."

Qiao Chuchu: "You guys should loosen up on me. I’m an adult now."

The Pei family said in unison: "We’ll never loosen up, so you can forget that idea."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

After landing, Qiao Chuchu was called aside by every man for a one-on-one chat.

Everyone had to work overtime, so they couldn’t go with her. Therefore, they took the time to speak to her alone, constantly reminding her, even saying she should video call them at any time before letting her go.

Qiao Chuchu was speechless.

She could understand her brothers.

But why did the Wei Sheng family have to join in, repeating the same warnings over and over?

Even Ying Chen and Lou Ting Si told her not to follow the example of the other two sisters.

Qiao Chuchu got out of the car, holding the crocodile leather bag that Xiao Xie bought for her, and entered the top nightclub in Lan City. She walked to the second floor where all the VIP rooms were.

She awkwardly walked through the hallway and messaged Lin Qing: "I’m here."

A few drunken rich young men leaned against the hallway wall. As soon as they saw her, their eyes lit up: "Wow, sister, you look so pure! Can we exchange WeChat?"

Qiao Chuchu ignored them and walked around them.

One of the rich guys grabbed her shoulder: "Wait, why are you so cold?"

Qiao Chuchu threw him over her shoulder and tossed him out!

The rich guy didn’t see it coming, and fell heavily to the ground, rolling in pain: "Ouch, what the heck!"

She looked down at him with a stern face: "People who can be on the second floor are either rich or noble. Our families are about the same, so stop bothering me!"

The rich guy gnashed his teeth and glared at her, getting up to hit her: "You bitch!"

Lin Qing: "Chuchu!"

Qiao Chuchu looked up.

Lin Qing immediately ran to her, smelling slightly of alcohol. She looked down at the fallen rich guy, her smile turning cold: "What? He bothered you?"

The rich guy’s face changed: "Eh? Lin Qing?"

Lin Qing squinted her eyes, looking at him with disdain: "What did you do to my sister?"

"No, no, no, I didn’t do anything!" The rich guy was terrified, bowing to Qiao Chuchu: "Sorry, sister, I was wrong, I’m leaving right now!"

He exchanged a look with his companions, and they quickly fled.

Lin Qing coldly watched the men leave, with a sneer: "They don’t often come to places like this, so they didn’t recognize you. Don’t be angry. They’re like this when they drink, thinking they could fly."

Qiao Chuchu shook her head: "I’m not angry. Anyway, I beat him up. He’s the one in pain, not me."

Lin Qing paused, then smiled and pinched her cheek: "I knew you were tough. Let’s go. Yucan and I saved a few male models for you!"

Qiao Chuchu’s eyes widened, starting to panic: "I don’t want the male models! I just want to chat with you guys!"

Lin Qing didn’t believe her and hugged her waist affectionately: "Don’t be scared, we’ll keep it a secret. Those guys won’t know. Sister understands~"

Qiao Chuchu: "???"

[What does she understand?! She doesn’t understand anything!]

She walked side by side with Lin Qing and casually glanced at a VIP room.

A man dressed as a waiter stood behind the tea table, holding himself rigidly.

A fat man raised a bottle of liquor to him: "Drink it! I’ll give you a thousand for a bottle!"

Qiao Chuchu stopped in her tracks, feeling her feet glued to the ground as she peered through the gap to look at the man.

The lighting was dim, so she couldn’t see his face clearly, but she could vaguely tell that he was quite handsome.

He looked... familiar.

The fat man shoved the bottle into the man’s hand: "Shen Zhuoyan, aren’t you short on money? Drink it, and I’ll give you the cash! The more you drink, the more I’ll give you!"

Qiao Chuchu’s face changed.

Shen Zhuoyan?!

The Shen Zhuoyan who was imprisoned?! Did he get out of jail?!

Lin Qing, seeing that Qiao Chuchu wasn’t moving, asked in confusion: "What’s wrong?"

Qiao Chuchu was shocked, whispering: "The waiter in there looks like Shen Zhuoyan, my high school deskmate!"

Lin Qing froze, her eyes widening: "Is he the one who killed his father, avenged his mother, went to jail for years, and was kicked out of the Shen family’s genealogy?!"

Qiao Chuchu nodded rapidly: "Yes, yes! That’s him!"

She leaned forward slightly: "It looks like he’s being mistreated."

Lin Qing’s eyes lit up: "You want to help him?"

"Yeah." Qiao Chuchu scratched her head: "After all, we were deskmates for two years. Before he confessed, he called me and told me he was going to jail."

Lin Qing chuckled, "Oh~ then go ahead!"

She pushed open the door!

Qiao Chuchu: "?!"

The people inside the room froze and looked at her in surprise.

The fat man frowned, just about to curse: "You—Hey? Are you Miss Qiao? The eighth miss of the Pei family???"

Shen Zhuoyan froze and looked at Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu stood at the door, awkwardly looking at him.

In the dimly lit room, only a faint light shone on Shen Zhuoyan.

She couldn’t see his appearance clearly, but she could feel the cold, piercing gaze coming from behind his messy hair, exactly the same as when they were in school.

She didn’t know if it was just her illusion.

But she felt like there were tears shining in his eyes.

Qiao Chuchu opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Shen Zhuoyan suddenly lowered his head and brushed past her, running off in a hurry!

She was stunned: "Shen Zhuoyan!"

Shen Zhuoyan’s steps paused.

Qiao Chuchu tried: "Shen Zhuoyan, do you remember me? I’m Qiao Chuchu."

Shen Zhuoyan’s back stiffened, and his body trembled slightly. He turned his sharp face slightly: "I’m not Shen Zhuoyan."

He seemed like he wanted to look at her, but for some reason, he never turned back.

"You’ve got the wrong person, guest."