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

Qiao Chuchu closed her eyes wearily, her mind fixated on one thought.

【Absolutely must not let this madman fall in love.】

Pei Buxian's tears rolled down in large droplets, his voice choked with sobs, "I won't fall in love."

Qiao Chuchu: "? What did you say?"

Pei Buxian let go of her, his eyes and nose red, looking like a pitiful little fawn. He seemed to want to say something, but he remained silent, pushing her away in a daze, "Go away, I don't want to see you now, but you're not allowed to leave this house."

He stood up dejectedly, pulled the curtains shut, and lay on the bed melancholically.

As if waiting for death.

Qiao Chuchu watched him quietly for a moment, then picked up the two photos on the floor and went to the corridor, comparing them with the photo of her and the West Highland Terrier.

In the photo, she was sitting on the sofa, tilting her head and smiling at the camera.

The West Highland Terrier was in the same pose, tilting its head adorably at the camera.

Was it Pei Buxian who deliberately hid her photo, or was he just too lazy to take down the original photo?

Qiao Chuchu quietly pushed open Pei Buxian's door and stole the frame from the cabinet by the door.

She quickly disassembled it.

There were still two photos.

One was of the West Highland Terrier and Pei Buxian.

The other was of her and Pei Buxian.

The angles of the two photos were exactly the same.

Clearly, the West Highland Terrier's photo was deliberately used to cover up.

Qiao Chuchu inadvertently flipped the photo over and saw Pei Buxian's neat small handwriting on the back.

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"I tried to love you as much as you love me, but I couldn't do it, I struggled in my heart for a long time, and when I turned back, I realized I had lost you, and you had lost me."

"So I carefully weighed who was more at a loss between us, whether it was you losing our seven wealthy brothers or me losing you, and in the end, I think I'm more at a loss."

"Because I lost the sister who rushed into the men's restroom without hesitation, wielding a stick to protect me."

She was astonished, picking up another photo of her alone, which also had words on the back.

"My little elf will never come back."

Qiao Chuchu's nose tingled, and she leaned against the wall, covering her face and quietly sobbing.

After her foster mother passed away, they went through a long period of dark days.

Because all of her mother's inheritance was taken away by the so-called grandparents.

The most ridiculous thing was that her mother's parents never loved her.

When her mother was alive, she severed ties with them, working alone from scratch, even finding a husband who was willing to be a househusband, an orphan without parents.

So they all shared the surname Pei, following the mother's family.

Despite her mother's efforts to live independently and cut ties with the past, it didn't stop her relatives from seizing everything after her death.

Because the so-called severed parent-child relationship was not recognized by the law.

Thus, her mother's family used every dirty trick to take all the property, and to silence the public, they arranged the best schools for the seven of them, while completely neglecting their living conditions.

She was not included.

Because she was an adopted daughter, they didn't want to take responsibility for her.

It was her eldest brother who made a big fuss that she was able to go to school and join them at the international academy.

Those days were the darkest times.

They bore the prestigious surname, yet were bullied by other Pei family members.

Every day after school, when they gathered together, they would see new scars on each other, or brown stains from pranks on their trousers.

If it weren't for the fact that they were eight of them, if they didn't lean on each other, she would have gone mad.

Pei Buxian, during his adolescence, was thin and small, looking very much like a girl, often cornered in the bathroom and had his pants pulled down, his attempts to resist futile.

One day, she heard about this and rushed to the men's restroom with a baseball bat.

Ignoring the boys inside, she jumped up and hit the bully with a stick, grabbing Pei Buxian's hand and dragging him away.

That day, Pei Buxian looked at her as if he had seen a deity.

Of course, her actions also attracted the bullies.

The next day, she was cornered in a storage room, her clothes torn and photographed by a group of boys.

Her seven brothers arrived simultaneously, seeing her in tattered clothes.

Soon after, members of the Pei family met with one accident after another.

Within a year, the Pei family's entire fortune's heirs were reduced to just the eight siblings.

From then on, no one dared to bully them, she stood in the center, surrounded by her brothers, with no adults in sight.

Her brothers, feeling she had lost both sets of parents, indulged her, agreeing to even the most unreasonable requests, for fear of not giving her enough love.

She was happy, and two years later, she was bound by a system, under whose influence she destroyed their strong bond with her own hands.

The system said that each of them felt hatred towards her.

Particularly intense hatred.

She knew, because she also hated herself, hated the self that was increasingly manipulated by the system, becoming more and more shameless and callous.

Qiao Chuchu looked at the photo of the West Highland Terrier: [Pei Che is right, this is the only chance to make up for our broken relationship.]

Pei Buxian opened his eyes on the bed.

[I have to find the West Highland Terrier back!]

Pei Buxian: "?!"

He rushed out of the room, looking around, hearing the roar of an engine outside.

Pei Buxian ran to the window, shocked to see Qiao Chuchu riding a motorcycle, speeding out of the courtyard without looking back.

He was anxious: "I already told her she can't go out, why did she still go out?! And her hand is still injured!"

Pei Che hurriedly put on clothes, ran to the underground garage, and followed in a car.

Meanwhile, Xia Xuechun was frantically searching the house for the dog: "Why is this house so big! Annoying! Why do all the troubles come to me?"

Her phone suddenly rang.

She answered irritably: "Hello? Mom?"

Xia's Mother was in a good mood: "Xuechun, I just got home, and I heard your Aunt Wang found you a good job, Aunt Zhao just picked up a little dog by the roadside, saying she'll kill it for meat, and even invited me to eat it, to replenish my health, you should come home tonight, we'll celebrate together, after all, there have been so many things lately, we need to wash away the bad luck."

Xia Xuechun couldn't be bothered: "Eat it then, but—"

Dog?

Xia Xuechun urgently said: "Mom, do you have a photo of that dog?"

Xia's Mother thought: "It seems to be a white dog, snow-white, looks like a dog from a good family, quite plump."

Xia Xuechun was shocked: "Have Aunt Zhao send me a photo!"

Soon, the photo arrived.

The originally snow-white West Highland Terrier, after playing outside for a while, had turned dirty and pitiful, with a cheap hemp rope around its neck.

She was overjoyed and quickly said: "Mom, that dog absolutely cannot be eaten, tell Aunt Zhao that this dog belongs to my employer, and I lost it!"

Xia's Mother was shocked: "Oh, oh, oh, I'll tell Aunt Zhao right away, but she might already be preparing to kill it, not sure if she's already made the cut."

Xia Xuechun put down her phone and rushed out.

Qiao Chuchu drove the motorcycle, roaring past the neighbor's house with the engine.

Lou Tingsi and Lou Yuejue were standing at the door directing people to move.

Lou Yuejue pointed at her back: "Dad, is that Qiao Chuchu?"

Lou Tingsi's eyes lit up, quickly grabbing Lou Yuejue and getting into the car: "It's her, that motorcycle is hers, follow her."