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

Pei Buxian raised his hand and gently cupped her cheek. "The bad news is that I may not be able to be a normal person, but the good news is that I can easily become a beast." He took a soft breath, suppressing the excitement in his voice. "So, don’t ever say you support me getting married again; it makes me angry."

Qiao Chuchu's face turned pale, and she shoved him away with all her strength!

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She pushed him away again and ran away in a panic!@@novelbin@@

Pei Buxian gripped her hand tightly, trying to pull her back into his arms, his voice urgent. "What are you running for?!"

Without a word, she attempted to throw him over her shoulder!

However, Pei Buxian reacted quickly, countering and restraining her, pressing her forcefully against the wall.

Her back slammed into the wall hard, but her head didn’t hurt.

Because Pei Buxian’s hand was protecting the back of her head.

She tried to push him away, but Pei Buxian’s strength was immense, and he held her tightly. "Don’t be afraid!"

He lowered his head and buried it in the hollow of her neck, tightening his embrace. "Don’t be afraid! I was scared at first too, but now I’m not, Chuchu! I’m not afraid anymore!!"

Qiao Chuchu stared at the ceiling, fear spilling from her eyes. "Are you suggesting something to me?!"

Pei Buxian gazed at her, his eyes unblinking.

Qiao Chuchu didn’t dare look at his expression and hesitated before speaking, "You wouldn’t——"

[Fallen for me, have you?]

Pei Buxian’s breath hitched, and he cupped her face, his tone both calm and fierce. "Chuchu, don’t evade me. Look at me and ask me anything. As long as you look at me, I’ll answer whatever you ask!"

Qiao Chuchu turned her head away in rejection. "No, I won’t!"

He pinched her cheek, trying to make her face him. "Listen, be good. Don’t be afraid, it’s fine, really fine!"

Qiao Chuchu was deeply resistant, struggling against him. "I won’t! Stop touching me!!"

Pei Buxian’s eyes slowly reddened, and he forced her chin upward. "Look at me, just look at me! I’m going to talk to you properly!"

Qiao Chuchu stubbornly turned her head, gritting her teeth, her body trembling. "Don’t force me!!"

[No matter what the answer is, I don’t want to hear it. I’m feeling more and more uneasy!]

Pei Buxian flinched, his nose tingling with the onset of tears. "Do you hate me so much?"

He felt like he was falling apart, his nose reddening, tears falling in big drops as he regretfully cupped her face. "Chuchu, I’m begging you, don’t avoid my gaze. Let me speak my heart out. Please, look at me, okay?"

Qiao Chuchu, her brow furrowed, hesitated several times before finally lifting her gaze to look at him, her expression one of trepidation.

Pei Buxian locked his gaze onto her eyes. "I love you."

Qiao Chuchu: "?!!!"

Pei Buxian’s tears overflowed. "It’s the love of a family member."

Qiao Chuchu’s frozen body suddenly warmed up, and she nearly lost her breath. "Damn it! Must you speak in such a dramatic fashion? I almost had a heart attack!"

Pei Buxian visibly relaxed and pulled her into his arms, resting his head like a young beast in the hollow of her neck. "It’s your own fault for not letting me speak. I just wanted to tell you that I won’t get married in the future, and you shouldn’t mention such things again."

Qiao Chuchu, who had been tense, finally relaxed, feeling a bit annoyed. "Then just say that straight out! You had to beat around the bush, and I thought you were going to confess!"

[I was really scared. This creep’s words were so ambiguous. He wasn’t like this before. Seems his condition is getting worse.]

Pei Buxian ignored her, leaning heavily on her shoulder and kissing the fabric of her coat lightly. "How could that be?"

With her clothes in between, he took the liberty, kissing the piece of fabric over her shoulder cautiously yet boldly. "I… know what kind of feelings I have."

He clung to her like a dependent child. "I’m sorry, Chuchu, for treating you like that before."

Qiao Chuchu was stunned. "That was my fault——"

"It wasn’t your fault," Pei Buxian kissed her shoulder and mumbled, "It was mine. I’m really sorry. Please don’t be mad at me. Thank you for helping me stall Rayla today; thank you."

He was so scared…

If he had really said it out loud, Qiao Chuchu would have completely cut him off…

He was terrified…

Pei Buxian hugged Qiao Chuchu tightly, his heart filled with fear and remorse.

Before, he had been ignorant, unable to grasp the crux of the matter, not understanding that Qiao Chuchu was being coerced by the system.

Even after knowing she was coerced, he still blamed her.

What he should have blamed was the system itself.

Most importantly, he couldn’t understand his original self in the storyline.

He couldn’t understand why, after Qiao Chuchu’s death, he had gone to Xia Xuechun.

He held Qiao Chuchu’s slender body tightly. "I’ve grown accustomed to having you by my side, to sharing everything with you. I just want you in my life; I don’t want anyone else encroaching on our world. I don’t want change, I’m unwilling to change, and I’ve never planned to change. So if you die, I won’t live on."

Qiao Chuchu’s eyes widened in surprise.

Pei Buxian pressed close to her neck, his voice heavy and sincere. "I’m willing to abandon everything and go to hell with you."

Her eyes warmed, and finally, she reached out to hug him. "Don’t say that. We’ll live well."

Pei Buxian tightened his arms, closing his eyes, tears of fear tracing down his cheeks. "I love you, I really do love you."

Qiao Chuchu's mouth twitched. "…Although I know it's familial love, please don't say that again. It's weird, and it's so oily."

"No, you know I’m not mentally stable. Can’t you humor me?" Pei Buxian clung to her like a child, his voice muffled. "I’m going to say it anyway."

Qiao Chuchu gave him a disgusted look. "Fine, never say it again, but this time, I’ll let it slide."

Pei Buxian didn’t respond.

Pei Mu and Pei Ci stood silently not far away, their expressions dark and ominous.

Pei Buxian, leaning on Qiao Chuchu’s shoulder, noticed them out of the corner of his eye and glanced at them.

The corridor was brightly lit.

Yet Pei Mu and Pei Ci’s faces were dark and terrifying.

Pei Buxian’s eyes darkened, his gaze turning vicious as he slowly tightened his embrace, like a wolf guarding its prey.

Pei Mu and Pei Ci’s eyes flashed with fury, their jaws clenched as they watched him.

Pei Buxian didn’t care, instead taunting them by pressing his face against Qiao Chuchu’s shoulder and lightly kissing it.

Pei Ci rushed forward and punched him hard, grabbing his neck and slamming him against the wall!

Qiao Chuchu was caught off guard. "Brother Wu?!"

Pei Ci didn’t look at her. "Take Qiao Chuchu away!"

Pei Mu lifted Qiao Chuchu and carried her away!

Qiao Chuchu was stunned, struggling on Pei Mu’s shoulder. "Brother Wu! That was just a friendly hug! A familial hug! He’s got mental issues, you can’t blame him, brother Wu!!"

Pei Ci, after seeing Qiao Chuchu carried back to her room by Pei Mu, tightened his grip on Pei Buxian’s collar, his lips trembling with anger. "What do you mean by this?"

Pei Buxian leaned against the wall, unruffled, a playful glint in his eye. "What, are you jealous of me?"

Pei Ci’s face darkened. "Jealous of what?! I’m saying you’ve gone crazy!"