Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind

Qiao Chuchu's expression darkened, but she finally clicked "Agree."

Ji Yanchuan, who had been waiting at home, heard a ding and immediately grabbed his phone.

It was a friend request notification.

He was thrilled: "Qiao Chuchu, I knew you weren't dead!"

Qiao Chuchu didn't want to deal with him: "What do you want?"

Ji Yanchuan hissed, lying on his bed as he typed: "I want to invite you out."

Qiao Chuchu sneered: "Not going."

As soon as she said that, the ceiling above her began to buzz and tremble!

Qiao Chuchu quickly withdrew the message!

The ceiling stopped shaking.

She was furious and yelled at the ceiling, "You're just spoiling your precious chosen one, aren't you? Just wait until I survive to the end—I'll take him down! We'll see who has the last laugh!!"

The room remained silent.

Qiao Chuchu took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and typed: "When and where?"

Ji Yanchuan: "Three days from now. I'll pick you up. Where we're going is a surprise."

Qiao Chuchu sneered.

Fine.

She'd deal with it as it came.

The plot was forcing her like this, clearly wanting them to end up together.

But she wasn't going to give it that chance.

She picked up her phone and called Lin Qing, speaking earnestly: "Lin Qing, there's something I need to tell you. Ji Yanchuan invited me out, and I have reasons I can't explain, so I have to agree. Can you promise not to be mad at me? I swear I won't get emotionally involved with him."

On the other end, Lin Qing was surprised. Before she could respond, she heard Qiao Chuchu's inner thoughts—

[Ugh, I hope Lin Qing won't be mad at me. If I don't agree, the world will force me to be erased. I only have three lives left, and there's still so much time until the end. I can't afford to gamble.]

[But how do I explain this? Ji Yanchuan is her ex-fiancé, someone she truly loved. Now I have to go on a date with him—it's so disgusting.]

Lin Qing was silent for a moment, then said sympathetically, "It must be really hard for you to do something you don't want to do, right?"

Qiao Chuchu was taken aback, not expecting her to think that way, and nodded tearfully: "Yes, but I'm more afraid you'll misunderstand me."

"I won't misunderstand you, Chuchu," Lin Qing said cheerfully. "I would never let a man come between me and my sister."

She added gently, "No matter what, when you go out with Ji Yanchuan, make sure to protect yourself."

Qiao Chuchu's nose tingled: "Lin Qing, you're so kind."

[I was so scared Lin Qing would think I'm a scheming girl. Lin Qing is so good to me, waaah!]

Lin Qing felt a warmth in her heart but was still concerned. She then thought of something: "But while I'm okay with it, your brothers might not be so easy to convince."

Qiao Chuchu was reminded: "Oh right, so on the day I go out with Ji Yanchuan, can you cover for me? I can't let them know."

[I'm already disgusted enough being forced into this plot. I don't want my brothers to know I'm interacting with Ji Yanchuan.]

Lin Qing hissed: "Alright... fine."

Though it might be tricky.

Because when Qiao Chuchu lies, her inner thoughts might slip out.

Who knows how they'll react if they hear them?

-

Three days later.

Qiao Chuchu was feeling much better.

Though her throat still felt like she'd swallowed razor blades and her body was still weak, not having a fever was a good sign.

She walked into the dining room and peeked inside.

All seven of her brothers were there.

The three Weisheng brothers were also present.

Shen Zhuoyan was standing by her seat, waiting for her to join them for breakfast.

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Her brothers were one thing, but the Weisheng brothers—three of them—had been staying here for three whole days. Why were they still here?

And every day, they casually left her house to go to work, stopping by her room to check on her and say goodbye before heading out, then returning in the evening.

They had breakfast and dinner with her every day, as if they were determined to stay until she fully recovered.

What, was she some kind of fragile, endangered species?

Qiao Chuchu hesitated at the doorway.

It wasn't that she disliked having people stay at her house—after all, the house was huge, and everyone had their own private rooms, so it didn't affect their personal lives.

The main issue was that with so many people around, lying would be harder to pull off.

She lightly punched the wall.

[With so many people here, I'm afraid they'll see through my lie if I try to deceive them.]

[Maybe I should just talk to Pei Youchuan alone. He's not very sharp—he'd probably believe me right away.]

Everyone at the dining table paused, glancing subtly at Qiao Chuchu.

Pei Youchuan looked up, confused: "?"

Weisheng Biehe waved at her: "Chuchu, why aren't you coming in? After staying here for days, are you suddenly feeling shy?"

Qiao Chuchu: "? Why would I be shy about you staying at my house?"

Weisheng Biehe propped his chin on his hand, lazily watching her: "Then come over here."

Qiao Chuchu frowned and reluctantly walked to the dining table.

She was going out with Ji Yanchuan, and to make sure she didn't lose face in front of others, she had put on light makeup and chosen a stylish outfit: a cropped leather jacket, high-waisted wide-leg jeans, and chunky sneakers.

She had considered dressing down to annoy Ji Yanchuan.

But Ji Yanchuan wasn't worth it. Why should she make herself look bad? Her appearance was her own pride, and making herself look bad would only embarrass herself.

So after some deliberation, she went with the most comfortable option.

Everyone at the table was struck by her appearance.

Since Qiao Chuchu had come down with a high fever four days and five nights ago, her face had been pale, and she had looked half-dead.

But today, her cheeks were rosy, her eyelashes long and delicate, and she looked radiant.

She was stunning.

Though she was always beautiful.

But this level of effort clearly wasn't for them.

Weisheng Wenzhan tapped the table with his fingertips, asking gently: "Are you going out?"

Qiao Chuchu sat down, forcing a natural smile: "Yes."

"With whom?" Weisheng Wenzhan picked up his coffee, squinting at her: "I'm heading to work after breakfast. If it's on the way, I can drop you off."

Qiao Chuchu waved her hand with a smile: "I'm going out with Lin Qing. Our schedules don't match, so no need to trouble yourself."

Weisheng Wenzhan nodded, not pressing further, but exchanged a meaningful glance with Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan looked at Pei Youchuan.

Pei Youchuan received the silent cue and hissed: "Wait, that's odd. I heard Lin Qing say she was going abroad for a business trip today. Did I get the date wrong?"

Everyone turned to Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu looked at Pei Youchuan in surprise: "That can't be. I confirmed with Lin Qing. You must have the wrong day."

She panicked internally.

[What’s going on?! Lin Qing promised to cover for me today. I even called her last night to confirm. Did she forget about me?!]

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Pei Youchuan's smile faded: "Ah~ I must have mixed up the dates."

Qiao Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly smiled: "See? There's no way she'd go abroad without telling me. I thought she was ditching me."

[That scared me. I almost got caught by the dumbest one here, Pei Youchuan.]

Pei Youchuan: "...Hmph."