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

Lin Qing exploded with rage, typing furiously: "Why would Ji Yanchuan go looking for Qiao Chuchu? Why would Ji Yanchuan go looking for Qiao Chuchu? Why would Ji Yanchuan go looking for Qiao Chuchu?!"

Lin Shen: "...Didn't Ji Yanchuan just break off his engagement with Lin Qing not long ago? Why would he go after Qiao Chuchu now?"

Pei Yuan: "Judging by Chuchu's inner thoughts, Xia Xuechun is no longer the female lead—Chuchu is. As the male lead, Ji Yanchuan is supposed to have romantic development with her. And if Ji Yanchuan says anything, Chuchu can’t defy him, or else the script will threaten her."

Lin Qing: "? Even as the female lead, Qiao Chuchu is forced to be with trash like Ji Yanchuan? Where does the script put all of you?! Can’t the script at least consider my wishes as the villainess?!"

Lou Yuejue: "Sister, what kind of script did you imagine?"

Lin Qing: "One where you don’t exist."

Lou Yuejue: "?"

Pei Che: "Right now, Ji Yanchuan is clinging to Chuchu, and she can’t even kill him. Weisheng Huailing is proof of what happens if you try—he shot at that guy, but the bullet jammed. Then he tried using a knife, but a chunk of the ceiling fell and crushed him. The whole house even collapsed afterward."

Weisheng Huailing: "Exactly. That poor girl is stuck with a scumbag she can’t shake off."

Weisheng Yucan: "What a pitiful child, being harassed by such a loser and unable to fight back."

Pei Buxian: "Our Chuchu is still fighting back in her own way! She’s been playing Ji Yanchuan like a fiddle! Chuchu is the smartest!"

Lou Yuejue: "I absolutely refuse to let Chuchu end up with Ji Yanchuan!"

Lou Tingsi: "Son, I agree, but I have to ask—why are you texting during class?"

Ying Chen: "The script chose him as the male lead instead of me? Is it blind? Can’t it see how handsome and well-built I am?"

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Lin Qing: "We’re all family here. If I kick you out, how am I supposed to watch you all tear each other apart?"

Ying Chen: "?"

Pei Youchuan: "My height, weight, and muscles are perfect. I’m the most suitable male lead."

Lin Qing: "I ship the dark-skinned, broad-shouldered CEO trope!"

Ying Chen: "Hah! Ridiculous. Your tan looks fake. Mine is natural. Plus, I’m mixed-race with green eyes. Anyone else here have green eyes?"

Lin Qing: "I ship the green-eyed, mixed-race CEO trope!"

Pei Ci and Pei Mu: "We’re twins with perfect synergy. Wherever we go, we steal the spotlight."

Lin Qing: "I ship the demon twin trope!!"

Weisheng Huailing: "Can you brothers stop being so basic? Look at me. A killer with a sweet face is the ideal male lead."

Lin Qing: "I ship the secretly unhinged killer male lead trope!"

Lin Shen: "? Is there anything you don’t ship?"

Lin Qing: "I don’t ship you."

Lin Shen: "? You said I’m the most marriageable type."

Lin Qing: "Exactly. That’s why I don’t ship it."

Lin Shen: "???"

Weisheng Yucan: "After watching this drama unfold, I’ve already decided my ideal ending. If Qiao Chuchu suddenly gets paired with someone—especially Ji Yanchuan—I’ll burn you all to the ground."

Shen Zhuoyan tucked away his buzzing phone and turned to the butler and Shi Yu.

Shi Yu glanced warily at Qiao Chuchu inside the room, then closed the door and said to the butler, "Don’t let Ji Yanchuan in. Tell him I’m still unconscious and can’t receive guests."

He and Ji Yanchuan didn’t get along.

Though they were neighbors as children and had been close, everything changed after Shi Yu’s protagonist aura shifted to Ji Yanchuan.

Ji Yanchuan grew increasingly arrogant, while Shi Yu declined.

They were no longer friends.

The butler hesitated. "But Ji Yanchuan heard you playing the guqin. He knows you’re awake."

Shi Yu’s expression darkened. He glanced back at Qiao Chuchu. "Then set two more places. We’ll have dinner together."

—

At the dining table, Qiao Chuchu stared blankly at Ji Yanchuan across from her.

Ji Yanchuan, looking pleased, addressed Shi Yu: "Shi Yu, it’s been so long. I suddenly thought of you and decided to visit. I didn’t expect you to be in such good spirits—even playing music."

Shi Yu leaned on his cane and sat beside him. "Yes, I’d almost forgotten you existed. And yet, here you are. How... nostalgic."

"How could you forget me? I’m unforgettable." Ji Yanchuan ignored Shi Yu’s sarcasm, shamelessly grinning at Qiao Chuchu. "I think you’d find it impossible to forget me."

From the shadows, Grandpa Shi frowned. "I don’t think Ji Yanchuan came for our Shi Yu. His eyes haven’t left Miss Qiao since he arrived."

Yun Sui clicked her tongue. "That’s the appeal of a destined match! Besides, Miss Qiao is famous, beautiful, and talented. Of course suitors are lining up. Is that so strange?"

Grandpa Shi sighed. "But our grandson is so frail. How can he compete with other men?"

Yun Sui smacked his head. "Our grandson may be frail, but he’s refined, a brilliant businessman, and incredibly wealthy. Most importantly, he has the bearing of nobility!"

"If he were a woman..." She clenched her fist. "He’d be the epitome of grace—the kind who’d be an empress in ancient times!"

Grandpa Shi dragged her away. "Let’s go before you declare him the perfect trophy husband."

With the elders gone, only four remained in the dining room: Qiao Chuchu, Shen Zhuoyan, Shi Yu, and Ji Yanchuan.

Qiao Chuchu propped her chin on her hand, staring coldly at Ji Yanchuan. "Are you here for me?"

Ji Yanchuan lifted his chin. "No, I’m just visiting an old friend. Running into you was a coincidence."

Shi Yu interjected lightly, "We’re not friends. You never visited me during my illness. We’re barely acquaintances."

Ji Yanchuan smirked. "I brought gifts for your grandparents. You wouldn’t kick out a guest who came bearing gifts, would you, Shi Yu?"

Shi Yu’s expression chilled, but he maintained his composure. "As long as you don’t cross the line."

"Of course I won’t." Ji Yanchuan’s gaze locked onto Qiao Chuchu, eyes gleaming. "I just wanted to see how you were doing. I’d never do anything improper."

He then glanced at Shen Zhuoyan standing behind Qiao Chuchu. "Step back, bodyguard. We’re about to eat."

Shen Zhuoyan: "...?"

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Qiao Chuchu’s temper flared instantly: “Ji Yanchuan, are you just here to pick a fight?!”

Ji Yanchuan looked at her, feigning innocence: “Having a bodyguard hovering over you during dinner is already strange enough. I just asked him to step back so he wouldn’t ruin my appetite. Is that too much to ask, Miss Qiao?”

He smirked provocatively: “If I recall correctly, this isn’t your house, is it? You’re so domineering—careful, no man will want you.”

Qiao Chuchu shot back: “I don’t need a man. But with a mouth like yours, you should worry about whether any man would want *you*.”

Ji Yanchuan: “?”

Shi Yu’s gaze shifted between the bickering pair, and an idea formed.

He spoke up: “Mr. Shen, take a seat. Let’s all eat together.”

Ji Yanchuan: “?”

Shen Zhuoyan: “?”