Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 81: Qiao Chuchu is a person with a very strong spiritual core, and she rarely shows weakness

Qiao Chuchu lifted her skirt as she walked onto the deck, gazing at the shimmering sea in the distance.

Pei Youchuan and Wei Sheng Wen Zhan quietly climbed to the upper deck and found a corner where they could see Qiao Chuchu.

Wei Sheng Huai Ling, agile, climbed up the railing and found a position where he could provide support, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

He had just checked around. Apart from the sneaky older brother following Qiao Chuchu and Pei Youchuan, no one else was present.

He came this time because his older brother had intentionally approached Qiao Chuchu. He wanted to see what his brother was doing and whether he tried to take Qiao Chuchu away.

As soon as he arrived on the ship, he heard Qiao Chuchu mention that someone was going to kill her.

Thankfully, he arrived.

Pei Youchuan and Wei Sheng Wen Zhan leaned together, sneaking glances at Qiao Chuchu’s back.

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Pei Youchuan suddenly thought of something and looked sideways at Wen Zhan. "Didn't you say you can't hear her thoughts?"

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan remained unfazed. "At this point, I don't need to lie. Of course, if I hadn't heard someone was going to kill Qiao Chuchu, I wouldn't admit it."

Pei Youchuan: "...You really are honest."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan snorted and glanced at Qiao Chuchu. "I didn't expect her to seem so delicate, but when faced with problems, she stays unusually composed. I thought, after being spoiled by you guys all these years, that she'd start crying and come to you for help whenever something happens."

Pei Youchuan remained silent, staring at Qiao Chuchu under the moonlight.

She was holding up her skirt, standing seriously on the deck, looking as if she were about to go into battle.

His heart suddenly tightened. "Qiao Chuchu has always been mentally strong. She handles many things herself, as if she's used to it."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan looked at the girl in the moonlight, unable to imagine it. "Like what?"

Pei Youchuan’s eyes flashed with a tenderness and affection he didn't even realize. "After my parents died, our whole family was bullied by the people at school. Even dogs would bully us. Although we fought back, it didn't work. Guess what Qiao Chuchu did?"

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "What did she do?"

“She collected a bunch of dog poop, mixed it with dirt, and filled an entire backpack. Then she threw it in the faces of those bullies!”

Pei Youchuan began to speak vividly, unable to stop himself from laughing as he thought about it. "When the principal scolded her, she pulled a handful of dog poop from her pocket and threw it in the principal’s face. When the dean scolded her, she pulled out a water pistol and sprayed him, and it was filled with dirty water."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan widened his eyes, almost laughing as well. "Did that work?"

Pei Youchuan held back his laughter, nodding. "Yeah, it did. The bullies backed off a lot. She couldn’t beat them physically, but she was really good at playing dirty. And her methods were physically disgusting."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan’s lips curled up. "Didn't she find that disgusting?"

"Of course, she did." Pei Youchuan suppressed his laughter to the point of pain. "But she said that as long as she got what she wanted, it didn’t matter how she did it. She'd cry in private with wounds all over her body but never shed a tear in front of others, just holed up at home and studied her makeshift weapons."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan couldn't help but find it amusing. "So, you must've liked her a lot back then."

Pei Youchuan: "..."

He liked her more than anyone could imagine.

After their parents’ death, life went from heaven to hell.

They fired all the servants.

They didn’t know anything.

Qiao Chuchu taught them how to cook, how to take care of themselves when sick, and how to chase bullies with live worms in hand, throwing cockroaches into their clothes. Qiao Chuchu was their sun.

She wouldn’t shed a single tear in front of outsiders, but she would break down crying when arguing with them.

They could always see her most vulnerable side.

The more Pei Youchuan thought about it, the worse he felt.

He started feeling like he owed Qiao Chuchu an apology.

Wasn’t it just because Qiao Chuchu wanted to take a step forward? Wasn’t it because she made him lose face in front of a client and lost billions? Wasn’t it because she was so greedy, wanting not just one man but seven brothers to be with her?

How could those wounds overshadow the times when they relied on each other?

Pei Youchuan’s expression grew more solemn as he looked at Qiao Chuchu’s side profile, filled with sadness.

Qiao Chuchu sighed softly in her heart: [What a beautiful scene.]

She sighed inwardly: [The sea, the luxury cruise, the haute couture dress, the sea breeze—this would be a perfect movie scene if I were waiting for my male lead. But instead, I’m waiting for a murderer.]

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan squinted. "This is different from what you just described. She seems rather melancholic now."

Pei Youchuan bitterly pressed his lips together. "Maybe because she’s been hurt over the years, that’s why she’s so sad."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan nodded in agreement. "She’s still just a young girl. It’s normal to be scared."

Pei Youchuan spoke darkly, "I’m the strongest in our Pei family. I’ll be the first to rush up and protect her."

Wei Sheng Huai Ling, watching Qiao Chuchu’s back, really wanted to send his thoughts to her.

Qiao Chuchu, you don’t need to be afraid, I’ll rush to protect you!

Three pairs of eyes hid in the shadows, watching Qiao Chuchu bathed in moonlight.

But Qiao Chuchu pulled out a golf club from her chest and sneered: [But it’s fine, whoever comes, I’ll deal with them. If it’s the male lead, I can have a heart-to-heart chat with him. If it’s a murderer, I’ll knock him out with one swing! Hahahahaha!]

Pei Youchuan: "..."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "..."

Wei Sheng Huai Ling: "..."

Qiao Chuchu held the golf club, listening carefully.

There was a faint sound of a door closing.

Qiao Chuchu’s heart tightened, and she gripped the handle: [They’ve come!]

The three men suddenly tensed.

Very light footsteps grew closer.

They were about to reach Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu turned around and swung: "Wash in!"

The man collapsed to the ground with a loud clang: "Ah!"

He tried to get up, but Qiao Chuchu immediately aimed an electric shock gun at him: "Ha!!"

The man’s body went limp, twitching on the ground.

Qiao Chuchu jumped on him and lifted him by the back.

The man screamed, "What are you doing?!"

Qiao Chuchu dashed toward the railing and threw him over: "Ora!!"

The man plunged into the water with a splash: "Aahhh!"

All the actions happened in a seamless flow!

Wei Sheng Huai Ling: "..."

Pei Youchuan, about to step forward: "..."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan, checking the time: "Wow, it didn’t even take a minute."

They all stood still, watching Qiao Chuchu, holding the railing, smiling down at the man like a queen: "Come on! Pop your head out of the water, let me see what kind of man you are."

The man in the water struggled to surface, his face pale from the cold: "Help me—ugh—help me!!"

Qiao Chuchu focused, her eyes wide in shock: "Qiao Qihang?"

Qiao Qihang was Qiao Yue’s father.

The person trying to kill her was Qiao Yue’s father?

She flipped over and sat on the railing, a bit surprised: "So it’s you, I thought it was Ji Yan Chuan trying to kill me."

Qiao Qihang struggled in the water, gasping: "I’m going to die! Help, it’s so cold!!"

She nonchalantly sat on the railing, "It’s fine, in a bit, your legs will cramp, and you’ll drown in the sea. No one will ever know you’re dead."

Qiao Qihang didn’t respond.

Because he was already choking on water: "Help, help! I can’t—my leg cramped!!"

Qiao Chuchu watched him, smiling with joy: "When you want to kill someone, you should experience the feeling of being killed yourself. Don’t you think so, Qiao Qihang?"

[Feel the same way I do—unable to save myself, unable to grasp anything, with my lungs burning in pain, the cold and fear intertwining, sinking to the deepest part of the sea, feeling that pain.]