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

Pei Che handed Qiao Chuchu a plate of sandwiches: "Maybe you shouldn’t go today. You’re still sick with a cold. If you end up infecting Lin Qing, she’ll get a fever too."

She hesitated: "Sister Lin Qing said she doesn’t mind."

"Even if she doesn’t mind, it’s still not okay."

Pei Che sat down beside her, his gaze sharp like venomous needles, staring straight at her: "Listen to me, don’t go. If you’re bored, I’ll see if I can come back in the afternoon to keep you company. Even if I can’t, there are plenty of people here who might be able to come back early."

He glanced at Shen Zhuoyan: "Besides, aren’t you close with Shen Zhuoyan? You two can reminisce about your school days. Isn’t that nice?"

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Pei Che’s expression remained calm: "The sandwich in front of you was made by me, pig."

Qiao Chuchu: "...No, I have to go. I promised. I can’t break my word."

Pei Che picked up his phone: "Then I’ll call Lin Qing. You can’t go out right now. You might relapse and get a fever again."

Qiao Chuchu quickly pressed down on his phone: "No!!"

The atmosphere in the dining room instantly turned tense.

Their expressions darkened slightly.

Pei Che’s eyes flashed with anger, though his face remained expressionless: "Why not?"

She feigned calmness and pushed his hand down: "I’m an adult now. If you call Sister Lin Qing, what will she think? She’ll think I’m a momma’s girl."

Pei Che: "I’m your brother."

"Then it’s a brother’s girl!" Qiao Chuchu pressed down on his phone, anxiously saying, "Anyway, I can’t be labeled as some ‘precious girl.’ If you call her, you’re disrespecting me."

Pei Che choked, defeated.

So she’s threatening him like this, huh?

Fine.

He looked at Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan scanned the room and gave Pei Mu and Pei Ci a look.

Pei Mu and Pei Ci chuckled, speaking in unison: "Chuchu, are you lying by any chance?"

Qiao Chuchu: "?!"

She calmly raised her eyes and retorted, "Me, lying? I can call Sister Lin Qing right now and put it on speaker for all of you to hear."

"But what if you’ve already conspired with her?" Pei Ci walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Then wouldn’t we just be fooled by you?"

Pei Mu also approached her, leaning down close: "Yeah, if you and Lin Qing are in on it together, how would we know?"

Qiao Chuchu shrugged nonchalantly: "Don’t you all have little secrets too?"

Pei Mu: "?"

Pei Ci: "?"

The others: "?"

Her gaze swept across their faces, her tone meaningful: "Like, little secrets you’re all keeping from me? That’s possible too, right?"

They: "..."

Qiao Chuchu snorted and looked around: "Anything else to say?"

Pei Mu and Pei Ci exchanged awkward glances: "Nothing. Have fun."

The two of them slinked away sheepishly.

Weisheng Lin leaned closer to Pei Youchuan, whispering: "That’s a double kill, huh?"

Pei Youchuan’s face was dark: "Yeah."

"Ahem!" Weisheng Wenzhan coughed lightly, covering his mouth.

Weisheng Lin looked at Wenzhan.

Wenzhan frowned at him.

Receiving the signal, Weisheng Lin smirked and leaned closer to Pei Youchuan: "Watch how I get this little girl to talk."

He turned to Qiao Chuchu, who was eating her sandwich: "Chuchu, what are you planning to buy today?"

Qiao Chuchu didn’t even look up: "I’m not buying anything."

[He said he has a surprise for me. I don’t even know what we’re doing.]

Weisheng Lin: "? Who?"

Qiao Chuchu looked up: "What?"

Weisheng Lin realized he almost slipped up and quickly changed the subject: "Going out without buying anything doesn’t count as going out. Take me with you. I’ll pay for whatever you want."

Qiao Chuchu: "...No need."

She finished her sandwich, picked up her bag, and headed out: "I’m driving out now."

"Wait!" Pei Buxian suddenly stood up, his voice hoarse: "I’m coming with you."

Qiao Chuchu stopped in her tracks and looked at him in confusion.

Pei Buxian looked a bit pale, covering his mouth as he coughed twice, his expression nervous: "I want to go out too."

She bluntly refused: "No, this is a private gathering between me and Lin Qing. Besides, you don’t look so good."

She then carefully scanned everyone at the table, concerned: "Are any of you feeling unwell? Did I infect you all?"

Pei Fengnong suddenly started coughing violently: "Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

He stood up from the table, turning his back to everyone as he coughed loudly, looking as though he was struggling to breathe.

Qiao Chuchu’s face turned pale, and she rushed over to him: "What’s wrong, Fourth Brother?! What’s wrong?!"

[Did I really infect him?!]

Pei Fengnong’s face turned red from coughing, and he gasped heavily: "I’ve been feeling unwell these past couple of days. Now I feel like I can’t breathe."

Pei Youchuan looked horrified and stood up: "Could it be a lung infection?! The flu these days can easily lead to lung infections!"

Pei Fengnong looked at Pei Youchuan in confusion.

Pei Youchuan gave him a meaningful look.

Pei Fengnong suddenly understood: "Ah, right, I might have a lung infection."

Qiao Chuchu panicked: "Then why are you just standing there? You need to go to the hospital!"

Pei Fengnong hesitated and looked at her: "Will you come with me?"

Qiao Chuchu was taken aback.

Pei Fengnong lowered his head in disappointment: "If you won’t come with me, then forget it. I can tough it out."

Pei Youchuan crouched beside Pei Fengnong, patting his shoulder reassuringly: "Fourth Brother, it’s okay. Even if Chuchu won’t accompany you, the virus will! The virus will guard you in Chuchu’s place!"

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Pei Fengnong: "..."

Pei Buxian coughed twice and weakly glanced at Qiao Chuchu: "To be honest, I’m not feeling well either. I’ve been infected too. Cough cough cough..."

"What do we do? So many of us are sick now," Weisheng Biehe picked up his water glass, soothing his sore throat. "We all have to go to work today, but if we’re all feeling unwell, it’s going to affect our work."

Qiao Chuchu grew more guilty, nervously fidgeting with her hands: "I told you all to stay away from me, but you didn’t listen. Now you’ve all been infected."

She looked at the others: "Are all of you feeling unwell?"

Pei Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose, pretending to be weak: "I’m fine, just a headache."

Weisheng Wenzhan was perfectly healthy: "I’m fine. My pale complexion is just natural."

Biehe twirled his prayer beads, looking at Qiao Chuchu: "To be honest, my throat hurts."

Pei Che also admitted his throat was inflamed: "Yeah, my throat hurts too."

Pei Youchuan recalled: "My nose has been stuffy since yesterday."

Pei Fengnong: "...I really have been coughing a bit."

Qiao Chuchu was in disbelief: "So I caught a cold, and ended up infecting all of you?!"

They didn’t respond, just stared at her expressionlessly.

Each of them looked a bit pitiful.