Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 238

Qiao Chuchu sneered, "It's not that you're letting me off; it's that you can't beat me."

Ji Yanchuan: "...I can't beat you, but my bodyguard can!"

Qiao Chuchu: "If your bodyguard attacks me, I'll just call my bodyguard to deal with yours."

Ji Yanchuan bristled: "What?! I haven't even said I'd call anyone yet!"

Qiao Chuchu shot him a cold glance: "Did I stop you from calling someone to deal with me? You can still do it now if you want."

Ji Yanchuan's expression shifted, watching her walk away in disbelief.

Since childhood, everyone around him had catered to his every whim.

Xia Xuechun had a fiery temper, but even she would cry and nestle into his arms, borrowing his shoulder for comfort.

But Qiao Chuchu...

Qiao Chuchu didn't treat him like a human being at all!

Every time she saw him, she pushed him to the brink of madness!

After all, who brings a knife to a date?!

His blood pressure skyrocketed, his hands trembling with anger. He gritted his teeth, walking beside her while taking deep breaths, trying to hide his rage from her.

Qiao Chuchu stared straight ahead: "After seeing your so-called surprise, I'm leaving. We'll be even."

Ji Yanchuan gripped his trembling hand, his bangs shadowing his eyes as he muttered darkly, "How can we be even? You twisted my wrist until it swelled! You'll owe me for the rest of your life!"

Qiao Chuchu: "Then take your revenge. Just stop inviting me out in the future."

She'd rather clash with him than follow the nauseating romantic script the plot had laid out for her.

Ji Yanchuan held his swollen wrist, bewildered: "Do you really hate me that much?"

Qiao Chuchu looked even more shocked: "? Isn't it obvious how much I hate you? If it's not clear, just twist your wrist. The pain you feel is exactly how much I despise you."

Ji Yanchuan: "..."

The club manager had been waiting for a while. Seeing Qiao Chuchu, her face lit up with joy as she presented a bouquet of roses: "Welcome, Miss Qiao and Mr. Ji! These are specially prepared for you by Mr. Ji. Twenty-two Manta roses, symbolizing a perfect pair."

Qiao Chuchu forced a smile, accepting the flowers with both hands: "Thank you~"

She then disdainfully shoved the bouquet back into Ji Yanchuan's arms.

Ji Yanchuan: "..."

The manager beamed: "Mr. Ji reserved this outing with us three days ago. He personally chose these flowers, saying you'd love them."

Qiao Chuchu nodded with a smile: "You've worked hard."

"Not at all, it's our pleasure," the manager stepped aside. "Please follow me."

Ji Yanchuan trailed behind Qiao Chuchu, clutching the flowers, muttering in a low voice, "Why don't you treat me with the same respect? You're nice to a stranger, but she's only being friendly because I paid her."

Qiao Chuchu scoffed: "Why should she bear the brunt of our emotions? She's here to work, not to deal with your nonsense. As for the money you spent, I'll pay you back. I'd rather spend extra than owe you a single favor."

Ji Yanchuan chuckled bitterly: "I invited you on a date. How could I take your money? What do you take me for?"

"I don't know what to take you for, but definitely not a human," Qiao Chuchu replied flatly. "I don't want to owe you anything. Add the medical fees to the bill later."

Ji Yanchuan fell silent, staring at her cold profile. A strange thought crossed his mind.

Did Qiao Chuchu know that he was the one who had sent those people to humiliate her? Was that why she was tormenting him like this?

His grip on the bouquet tightened, his palms sweating, his entire body tense as he slowly followed her, his mind drifting.

The manager led them to the shooting range: "Miss Qiao, this is the shooting range Mr. Ji customized for you. Feel free to enjoy everything the club has to offer. Let us know if you need anything."

Qiao Chuchu picked up a gun, fiddling with it disinterestedly: "Is this the surprise you prepared for me?"

Ji Yanchuan snapped out of his daze, looking at her in confusion: "Isn't it surprising? The flowers, the guns, and everything else are all things you love. I'm willing to play along with you."

She shrugged indifferently: "Your willingness deducts a hundred bucks from my interest."

Ji Yanchuan: "?"

Qiao Chuchu checked the time: "How about this? Let's compete. If I score higher than you, I'll go home, and from then on, we're enemies. Do whatever you want to deal with me."

Ji Yanchuan: "?? Why are you so determined to make me your enemy? People say it's better to have more friends than enemies. I—"

"I don't need you as a friend," Qiao Chuchu cut him off, her tone icy. "Every time I see you, I want to punch you, disgust you, and curse at you because I hate you. Do I need to go on?"

Ji Yanchuan: "..."

Was it because he had sent those people to humiliate her? Was that why she hated him?

But they hadn't succeeded, right? Why was she still holding it against him?

And why wouldn't she just say it outright?

Frustrated, he took off his sunglasses, revealing eyes red from crying: "I'll apologize, okay?"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Ji Yanchuan looked at her cold gaze, feeling a pang of guilt but unsure how to express it: "I... I really disliked you back then, so I treated you badly and did a lot of wrong things. But lately, every time I see you, I think you're actually not bad. Plus, seeing how you saved your brother online, I realized you're someone who values loyalty and family. I want to start over with you."

He held out the bouquet, offering it to her sincerely: "I caused you a lot of pain back then, and I was wrong. But I'm genuinely apologizing now. Can you forgive me? Let's put the past behind us and have a good time today. I promise I'll never hurt you again. Is that okay?"

Qiao Chuchu looked at his earnest eyes, her lips curling into a mocking smile: "Your apology is worth a dime to me."

Ji Yanchuan: "?"

Ji Yanchuan grew angry: "If you don't forgive me, I won't let you leave. No matter what, I won't let you go!!"

Qiao Chuchu brushed past him, unimpressed.

Suddenly, the knife in her pocket slipped out, clattering to the ground with a sharp "clink."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Well, well.

He couldn't even wait to threaten her.

She must have been terribly mistaken.

The one favored by fate was never Xia Xuechun.

As the female lead, Xia Xuechun was merely the male lead's accessory.

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Ji Yanchuan was the true protagonist of this script.

Because fate couldn't bear to let Ji Yanchuan's desires go unfulfilled.

She walked back to the shooting range, picking up the gun: "I won't forgive you, Ji Yanchuan."

Ji Yanchuan froze, about to speak.

Qiao Chuchu cut him off: "But if you want me to stay now, that's not impossible. If you balance an apple on your head and let me shoot it, I'll stay with you for two hours."

Ji Yanchuan's eyes widened in disbelief: "What?! You dare ask me to do that?! Do you know who I am?!"

She smirked at him provocatively: "If you're too scared, just let me go. I'll pay you back every penny you spent. Do you dare to take the challenge?"

Ji Yanchuan's face turned pale, his eyes downcast as he remained silent.

Qiao Chuchu's lips curled in satisfaction.

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As long as he refused, the plot wouldn't force her to do anything.

She walked past Ji Yanchuan.

But he grabbed her arm.

Qiao Chuchu turned back, puzzled.

His face was pale, but he looked at her with reluctant determination: "I'll do it."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"