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

Xia Xuechun was so startled that her breathing quickened: "You... how can you say that..."

Shen Zhuoyan exuded an aura of lethal danger: "Xia Xuechun, don't put on an act of being pitiful in front of me. I'm not easy to deal with, and I'm not blind."

Xia Xuechun regretfully took a few steps back, her face pale.

Shen Zhuoyan let out a cold humph and walked into the nightclub.

The manager hurried to him with urgency: "I've been looking for you for half a day. Why didn't you pick up your phone?"

He was visibly irritated: "Got held up by something. What's the matter?"

The manager rolled his eyes in frustration: "VIP Suite 1 specifically requested you to deliver the drinks."

Shen Zhuoyan nodded, ready to go.

The manager grabbed him, sternly warning: "Listen here. VIP Suite 1 is VVVIP! You better not mess with them! If it weren't for your handsome face and the wealthy ladies who come to see you, I would have fired you long ago!"

Shen Zhuoyan remained unaffected, his expression cold: "I'm here to deliver drinks, not to entertain. If they insist on me entertaining, I won't do it."

The manager: "?! You're really a stubborn mule. Do you know how much money your face could make if you just loosened up a bit?"

Shen Zhuoyan ignored him and carried the drinks up to the second floor.

As soon as he set foot on the second floor, his steps faltered.

Qiao Chuchu was here.

In one of the rooms.

He slowed his pace, passing each room, his gaze slowly moving over the doors, until he reached VIP Suite 1.

He slowly pushed open the door, and several beautiful people greeted his eyes.

Handsome men surrounded a seductive woman.@@novelbin@@

The woman smoked lazily, giving them a languid smile. Noticing him, she exclaimed with delight: "Oh! You're here."

He frowned slightly, feeling repulsed, then turned his gaze to the center.

A short-haired beauty sat between two strikingly different handsome men, interestingly eyeing him: "Sweeties, our drinks have arrived!"

The men cheered: "Yay!!"

He placed the drinks on the table, his gaze sweeping to the side.

A pair of immaculate, exquisite black boots came into view, neatly placed side by side.

Almost on a whim, he looked up, his eyes widening in astonishment.

Qiao Chuchu sat on the edge of the sofa, her hands nervously clasped between her legs, her body tense.

To her left was a spectacle of handsome men fawning over beautiful women.

And she herself seemed out of place in this scene, looking like a child who had wandered into an adult's domain, her bewildered eyes meeting his, also pausing in surprise.

Shen Zhuoyan stared at her in a daze.

Qiao Chuchu's eyebrows and eyes gradually lit up with joy: "Shen Zhuoyan?"

Lin Qing smiled, whispering softly to Weisheng Yucan: "This is the man I mentioned earlier."

Yucan nodded, sizing up Shen Zhuoyan: "He's not bad. Good face, good physique. He's a good seed."

Lin Qing responded indifferently: "Yes, all the handsome guys around our sister are top-notch."

Qiao Chuchu joyfully said to Shen Zhuoyan: "Shen Zhuoyan, why didn’t you call me after getting out of jail? My phone number hasn’t changed!"

Shen Zhuoyan snapped back to reality, his face stern: "I'm not Shen Zhuoyan."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

[Why does he keep saying he's not Shen Zhuoyan? I'm not blind.]

Shen Zhuoyan was startled, shaking his head, giving Qiao Chuchu a strange look.

Lin Qing and Weisheng Yucan noticed this detail and understood.

This guy can hear people's thoughts.

Lin Qing leaned closer to Weisheng Yucan, whispering in her ear: "He probably couldn't hear before. Qiao Chuchu said a lot in her mind when she saw him, but he didn't react. Why can he hear her thoughts all of a sudden?"

Yucan exhaled smoke, playfully eyeing Shen Zhuoyan: "Maybe something triggered him when he went out earlier?"

Lin Qing paused, then joked: "Could it be that when he first appeared, he was on the fence, possibly aligned with Xia Xuechun, but then he was reassigned to our side when the heavens decided his side, so now he can hear her thoughts?"

Weisheng Yucan laughed heartily: "You might be onto something there."

Lin Qing studied Shen Zhuoyan carefully, teasing: "Too bad this good seed is too rigid, like a dried-up stick."

"Don't worry," Weisheng Yucan said confidently, blowing out a puff of smoke, "Let me light a fire here."

She leaned close to a man next to her, whispering something.

Lin Qing's eyes lit up with mischief: "Got it, Sister Yucan."

Here, Qiao Chuchu was still puzzled, looking at Shen Zhuoyan: "We haven't had any conflict, so why don't you acknowledge me? You’re clearly Shen Zhuoyan."

Shen Zhuoyan lowered his eyelashes, his tone flat, mechanical: "You’re mistaken, ma'am."

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Shen Zhuoyan: "?"

The male model had deeply captivating eyes, gazing at Qiao Chuchu gently: "Allow me to keep you company with a drink."

Shen Zhuoyan: "?"

He became tense, staring at Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu awkwardly waved her hands: "I'm sorry, but I don’t drink."

"It's alright," the male model said, picking up a glass, pouring her a glass of orange juice, and handing it to her. "You can have orange juice, while I have the drink. Please don't be prejudiced against me. If you’re all alone here, it makes you seem... lonely. I don’t wish to see you sad."

He blinked at Qiao Chuchu: "May I keep you company?"

Qiao Chuchu felt pressured, accepting the orange juice: "Uh..."

[Lin Qing is truly Lin Qing. She finds such handsome guys who are both beautiful and talkative. Though, I don't like that.]

Lin Qing smugly smiled, taking this praise without hesitation.

Her standards were strict for the artists and models under her management.

Whether male or female, they had to meet the requirement of being impeccable, head to toe, for her to invest resources into making them popular.

Lin Qing gazed at Shen Zhuoyan standing in front of Qiao Chuchu: "That waiter, you can leave now."

Shen Zhuoyan’s gaze was intense, fixed on Qiao Chuchu and the male model, his brows furrowed, not responding.

Lin Qing: "Excuse me? Waiter?"

Shen Zhuoyan clenched his teeth, his eyes still locked on Qiao Chuchu.

Weisheng Yucan chuckled, then raised her voice: "Hey!"

Shen Zhuoyan suddenly snapped back to attention, reflexively looking at Weisheng Yucan: "What can I do for you?"

Weisheng Yucan crossed her legs, holding a wine glass with a smile towards him: "You can leave now. Nothing for you to do here."

Shen Zhuoyan paused, then looked at Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu was already entangled with the male model.

The male model picked up his phone, intimately leaning closer: "Are you a painter, Miss?"

Qiao Chuchu pushed aside in aversion: "No, I just draw comics."

The male model smiled keenly: "Then, Miss, would you kindly help me check my commissioned drawing? I feel it hasn’t turned out right~"

Mentioning her drawing, Qiao Chuchu's spirits were lifted: "Ok."

The male model handed her his phone: "I asked someone to draw my avatar, but I feel it makes me look odd. I turned out uglier, sorry to say. What can be done to make this better, do you think?"

Qiao Chuchu took the phone, enlarging the image to examine: "How much was this commission?"

The male model subtly inched closer, placing his slender fingers on the couch behind her waist: "I commissioned it for two thousand yuan, waited for three months, but the result just isn't satisfactory. Could you help me alter it, Miss?"

Shen Zhuoyan stood before them.

The male model’s hand thought he was a snake, creeping slowly towards Qiao Chuchu's leg.

His chest heaved rapidly, his jet-black eyes burning with fiery intensity. As the male model's hand was about to reach Qiao Chuchu, he shoved the male model aside in one move and sat next to Qiao Chuchu!

The male model: "!"

Lin Qing: "?"

Weisheng Yucan: "?"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"