Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 310
Qiao Chuchu stared at them in shock, taken aback by their casual expressions.
It was as if they were just chatting with her about everyday things.
Her mouth hung slightly open, unable to comprehend their calm demeanor.
[They’re insane…]
She couldn’t hold back any longer: “You’re all fucking crazy!!!”
With that, she turned and sprinted toward the staircase at the end of the hall!
This was the last staircase.
Her final chance to escape!
Lou Tingsi happened to run into her head-on.
His signature fox-like grin spread across his face: “Our sleeping beauty is awake?”
She ignored him, lifting her skirt as she dashed down the stairs, nearly colliding with Lou Yuejue.
Lou Yuejue beamed: “Sister!”
She halted, glaring at Lou Tingsi in disbelief: “You brought your son along for this?! Aren’t you afraid of corrupting a child?!”
Lou Tingsi’s smile faded, replaced by a wounded expression as he met her furious gaze: “You’re so mean.”
Lou Yuejue tugged at her sleeve: “Sister, don’t be angry.”
She turned to Yuejue, puzzled.
Yuejue smiled gently at her: “My father and I are the same kind of people. You don’t need to worry about me.”
Qiao Chuchu: “?”
[Right, how could I forget? This is the father-son duo with the mentally unstable personalities. Lou Yuejue is a little yandere! In the original plot, he was obsessed with Xia Xuechun!]
Lou Yuejue’s eyes darkened. He stepped onto the higher stair to meet her gaze, his lips curling into a sweet smile: “Sister, I was never obsessed with Xia Xuechun. From the very beginning, it was you I wanted. The version of me in the script wasn’t the real me. None of us actually pursued the people the story forced us to chase.”
He tilted his head, grinning: “I believe the versions of us outside the plot are the real ones.”
Qiao Chuchu’s expression darkened: “I have nothing to say to you!”
She bolted downstairs.
Lin Qing and Lin Shen approached her: “Chuchu!”
Lin Qing ran up to her: “You’re awake!”
Qiao Chuchu ignored them, brushing past!
Lin Shen chased after her: “Don’t go, Chuchu! Let’s talk!”
She shoved him aside, lifting her skirt as she continued her frantic descent.
Shi Yu was waiting for her on the first floor. When he saw her, he pointed down the hallway: “Miss Qiao, there’s an elevator at the end of the corridor that leads to the underground garage.”
Qiao Chuchu frowned: “You’re actually giving me directions? Aren’t you afraid those psychos will kill you for it??”
Shi Yu paused, then smirked meaningfully: “Even when you’re this angry, you’re still worried about me. Miss Qiao, you really are kind.”
She choked back a retort, speechless, and sprinted toward the garage.
As the elevator doors slid open, she rushed inside.
A pale, slender hand suddenly gripped the door!
Her breath hitched as she looked up into Pei Che’s dark, unreadable eyes.
Pei Che stared at her calmly, his voice low: “Come out, Chuchu. You can’t leave. You’re just wasting your energy.”
She ignored him, frantically pressing the close-door button: “You don’t get to decide whether I can leave or not!”
Pei Che sighed, releasing the door and watching as it slowly shut between them.
When the elevator reached the basement, she scanned the garage in panic, searching for her car.
[All my things were moved here, so my car should be here too.]
Her eyes locked onto a white G-Wagon, and she dashed toward it!
Another car suddenly pulled into the garage, stopping right beside her G-Wagon!
Qiao Chuchu’s face paled as she stared at the vehicle.
Weisheng Biehe stepped out, frowning disapprovingly at her disheveled state and bare feet: “Why are you dressed so lightly? What if you get a fever again?”
He walked toward her: “Come on, let’s go back inside.”
Qiao Chuchu ignored him, pressing the unlock button on her car.
With so many vehicles and a private garage, theft was never a concern—so she always left her keys inside.
But this time, the car didn’t unlock.
Her heart pounded: “What’s going on?!”
A jingling sound made her turn.
Weisheng Huailing dangled a keychain in front of her, smiling innocently: "Were you looking for this, sister?"
Qiao Chuchu’s pupils shrank as she recognized the familiar keychain—covered in her signature stickers.
[Those are all my car keys!]
She gaped at Huailing.
[Did he hide all my keys to stop me from escaping?!]
Huailing’s eyes gleamed as he signed: "Sister, I just didn’t want you to leave."
His smile was deceptively sweet, his dark gaze fixed on her: "As long as I have these, you can’t take them. Let’s go back."
Qiao Chuchu lunged for the keys!
Huailing effortlessly dodged, shaking his head: "Sister, you can’t win against me. You’re no match for me."
Ying Chen chimed in: “Talking like that will only upset her.”
Qiao Chuchu whipped her head toward the voice.
Ying Chen emerged from the elevator. Though he had been weak from blood loss days prior, he now moved with ease as he approached her: “She just woke up and isn’t ready to accept that we’re all living together.”
His emerald-green eyes settled on her: “Chuchu, stop making a scene. Let’s go upstairs.”
Qiao Chuchu scoffed: “? ‘Chuchu’?”
She laughed bitterly: “Since when are we on a first-name basis?”
Ying Chen blinked, then smirked, undeterred: “Of course we are. I just transferred you 300 million the other day.”
Qiao Chuchu sneered: “Who wants your money?!”
Ying Chen raised a brow: “That’s not what you were thinking when I offered it. You were thrilled.”
Her face twisted in fury: “Stop bringing up my thoughts! All of you schemed against me! When I lost my memory, you and Weisheng Biehe even pretended to be my boyfriend and his mistress!”
Ying Chen and Weisheng Biehe stiffened, glancing away awkwardly.
Weisheng Huailing signed in confusion: "…What? That happened???"
Qiao Chuchu glared at the keys in Huailing’s hand, gritting her teeth.
[If I can’t drive, I’ll run!]
[I refuse to believe I can’t escape!!]
Ying Chen sighed: “You won’t get far, Qiao Chuchu. We’ve already prepared for everything.”
She bolted out of the garage, sprinting across the lawn toward the gates!
The others streamed out of the house, calling after her: “Chuchu, stop running! You can’t leave!”
She glanced back.
Led by Pei Yuan, the group advanced toward her with concern.
They moved like a unified force—an abyss of overwhelming pressure, threatening to swallow her whole.
Her fear intensified.
[These aren’t the kind of friends I wanted!]
[They’re all just a bunch of deranged kidnappers!]
She pushed herself harder, racing for the gates—
Her slipper caught on the grass!
She crashed face-first onto the lawn!
The men rushed to her: “Chuchu!”
Pei Yuan reached her first, turning her over: “We told you not to run!”
He winced at the scrapes on her palms: “Let’s go home, okay? Enough of this.”
She pushed her away: "Don't touch me!!"
Pei Che's expression darkened beside her. Without hesitation, he scooped her up forcefully. "Why make this so difficult?! You're coming with me!!"
Panicked, she thrashed wildly, arms and legs flailing. "Let me go!!!"
Pei Youchuan clamped down on her ankles, his grip firm. "Stop struggling, Chuchu."
Pei Fengnong held her wrists tightly, his eyes filled with concern. "Chuchu, enough of this. Let’s go home."
Lou Yuejue nodded eagerly. "That’s right, sis. We’d never hurt you."
Helpless, she found herself surrounded, the exit slipping further away as her gaze darted toward the mansion’s grand door.
There, seated in a wheelchair at the threshold, Shi Yu interlaced his fingers and smiled warmly at her.
"Welcome home, Miss Qiao."
