Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 277

Shen ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‍Zhuoyan and Shi Yu exchanged a glance before Shen urgently asked, "What happened?"

She anxiously bit her lower lip but still denied it. "It's nothing."

With a troubled expression, she walked to the elevator, letting Shi Yu enter first in his wheelchair, followed closely by Shen Zhuoyan.

The three of them headed toward the large ward on the second floor.

As she walked, Qiao Chuchu pondered: This is strange. This time, the death wasn’t shown to me in detail—just the outcome, like with the shooting incident. It only gave me the result but didn’t tell me who died.

The people eating in the ward looked up at the sound of the door opening.

Qiao Chuchu pushed the door open and scanned the room.

They were all resting in their beds, casting weak glances her way.

She frowned, deep in thought: The only one I can be sure isn’t dead is Pei Che, because at that person’s funeral, Pei Che comforted me.

But things are unpredictable. If I get too complacent about Pei Che, what if he’s the one who dies? How can I control that?

Pei Che: "..."

A thought struck Qiao Chuchu: I don’t even know who to protect. There are so many of them, and once their fevers break, they’ll go back to work. If I want to keep them safe, the only way is to keep them all together.

Maybe I should lock them all up? Put them in cages and release them only after I survive till the end.

The others: "?"

Weisheng Huailing excitedly licked his lips!

Qiao Chuchu sat on the sofa, still frowning in contemplation: But if I lock them up, our relationships will definitely suffer. They’ll think I’m a freak. How could they understand my good intentions? It’ll hurt our bond, and they might never want to see me again.

I’m a vain person. If I help someone, I want the reputation, the money, the praise, and the friendships—I can’t afford to waste my efforts. So locking them up isn’t the best plan.

Besides, what if they all die in a fire while locked up together?

The others: "..."

Qiao Chuchu continued seriously: Now even Sister Yu Can and Sister Lin Qing are at risk. No matter who dies, I’ll be heartbroken. I can’t let any of them take that risk.

Suddenly, Little Xie knocked on the door.

Qiao Chuchu turned to her.

Little Xie entered nervously. "Miss, I have an emergency at home. I need to ask for leave."

Qiao Chuchu raised an eyebrow. "What kind of emergency?"

Little Xie hesitated, glancing at the Pei brothers. "My mom hit a luxury car. I need to go help her handle it. Is that okay?"

"A luxury car?" Qiao Chuchu was surprised. "Alright, take our family’s grocery shopping car. I’ll approve it."

Little Xie sighed in relief. "Thank you, Miss!"

Qiao Chuchu nodded but then frowned in worry.

Could Little Xie be the one who dies?

Watching Little Xie leave, she decided to follow. "I’ll go with Little Xie."

Shen Zhuoyan stood up. "Then I’ll come with you."

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"No, you stay here," she warned with a sharp look. "Keep an eye on the patients. I’ll handle this."

The prophecy didn’t say I’d die, so I should be fine going out. But Shen Zhuoyan is still at risk.

Shen Zhuoyan was uneasy. "But what if something happens to you?"

"Nothing will happen," Qiao Chuchu said firmly. "I’ll drive fast and be back within an hour."

Shen Zhuoyan could only watch her leave, his anxiety growing.

Pei Yuan, also concerned, hoarsely ordered, "Shen Zhuoyan, follow her secretly."

With permission granted, Shen Zhuoyan immediately headed out.

Shi Yu spoke up. "Mr. Pei, if Shen Zhuoyan dies, will Qiao Chuchu blame you?"

Pei Yuan froze.

Shen Zhuoyan also stopped and looked at Shi Yu.

Shi Yu folded his hands on his lap, amused. "Qiao Chuchu’s thoughts were clear—she attended a funeral, meaning she didn’t die. Someone else did. If Shen Zhuoyan goes out now and dies, will Qiao Chuchu resent the person who sent him?"

Pei Yuan was stunned. "...You can hear her thoughts too?"

Shi Yu smirked. "I’m more advanced than you. Not only can I hear thoughts, but I’m also a self-aware former male lead. Based on my understanding of the script, Qiao Chuchu will be fine this time, but Shen Zhuoyan will definitely be in danger if he leaves."

He then looked at Shen Zhuoyan with amusement. "So, do you still want to cause trouble for your beloved Miss?"

Shen Zhuoyan: "..."

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Qiao Chuchu drove, tailing Little Xie to the accident site.

From a distance, she saw an ordinary-looking elderly woman apologizing to a man in a suit—likely the driver—who seemed to be complaining.

The woman hunched slightly, as if in pain, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Little Xie rushed out of the car to her mother’s side. "Mom, are you okay?"

The woman shook her head. "I’m fine, but I scratched their car."

Little Xie sighed in relief. "As long as you’re unhurt, I’ll handle it."

She turned to the driver. "Please send it for repairs. I’ll cover the costs."

But then a man stepped out of the car. "If it’s you, I won’t ask for compensation."

Qiao Chuchu parked and stood by the roadside, wearing a mask and cap, watching the man’s back.

Little Xie was also surprised. "You are...?"

The man, dressed in a leather jacket with his hands in his pockets, looked aloof. "You’re Xie Lele, the deputy housekeeper at Qiao Chuchu’s place, right?"

Little Xie blinked. "Yes."

"I’m Ji Yanchuan." He handed her a business card. "I came here specifically to find you."

He hadn’t expected his car to get scratched upon arrival—and by Xie Lele’s mother, no less.

What a fortunate coincidence.

He cut straight to the point. "I won’t make you pay. Instead, be my spy in the Pei household, Xie Lele."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Little Xie looked at him incredulously. "Why would I spy for you?"

Ji Yanchuan smirked, confident. "I want to know everything about your Miss. If you agree to be my informant, not only will I waive the damages, but I’ll also pay you extra. How does that sound?"

He held up five fingers. "You earn 50,000 a month? I’ll double it. Keep spying until your Miss agrees to marry me."

Qiao Chuchu’s eyes narrowed suspiciously at Little Xie.

Little Xie, with her plain but earnest deer-like features, stared at him in disbelief before repeating, "You want me to spy... until Miss agrees to marry you?"

Ji Yanchuan nodded. "Exactly. 50,000 every month."

Suddenly, Little Xie lunged at him to punch him!

Ji Yanchuan, anticipating this, quickly stepped back!

His bodyguards immediately restrained her!

Little Xie thrashed angrily in the bodyguard's arms, pointing at Ji Yanchuan and shouting, "You scum! A man like you isn’t worthy of marrying our young lady! She’s beautiful, wealthy—she’d have to be blind to marry someone like you! Give up now!!"

Ji Yanchuan’s face darkened, and he raised his hand to slap Little Xie!

Qiao Chuchu grabbed his wrist in a vice-like grip!

Ji Yanchuan, failing to recognize her behind her mask and cap, struggled furiously. "Let go! This is none of your business—stay out of it!!"

Qiao Chuchu tightened her grip, her expression cold. "Master Ji, throwing a tantrum and ganging up on someone defenseless? How shameful."

Ji Yanchuan froze, stunned.

That voice… why did it sound so familiar?