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

Qiao Chuchu was still in a daze when the auctioneer suddenly struck the gavel, declaring, "Fifty million, sold to this gentleman!"

As the venue erupted in noise, the Pei family members gradually came to their senses and turned their attention to the frail young man.

The young man gestured for the elderly butler behind him to push his wheelchair closer to Qiao Chuchu. He extended his hand to her: "Hello, Miss Qiao, my name is Shi Yu."

Qiao Chuchu glanced down at his hand.

His fingers were long and slender, but they were an unnatural pale blue, almost skeletal, with only a thin layer of skin covering them—barely more flesh than what she had seen on her own hand moments ago.

They looked as though they might shatter at the slightest touch.

From what she had seen of the many striking beauties in her life, Shi Yu was the epitome of a delicate, understated beauty. His narrow, phoenix-like eyes slanted upward, his lips were small and exquisitely shaped, and his bone structure was fine and delicate. His face was as small as a palm, and his exposed wrist seemed only slightly thicker than hers.

His features were indeed understated, but he made up for it with an extraordinary aura.

There was a scholarly elegance about him, as if he carried the grace of someone well-read.

Qiao Chuchu inhaled sharply, unable to help herself from thinking:

[People always talk about the beauty of fragility, and now I finally understand what they mean.]

[He has the kind of beauty that makes you want to punch him, just to see him cry for three days straight.]

Shi Yu's eyelid twitched, and his raised hand hesitated, as if he wanted to lower it.

Qiao Chuchu snapped out of her thoughts and quickly shook his hand: "Hello, Qiao Chuchu."

Shi Yu regained his composure: "I know. The first painting sold at your debut exhibition was bought by me."

Qiao Chuchu was surprised: "Huh? I remember it was an elderly gentleman."

"That was my butler at the time," Shi Yu said with a smile. "He's retired now and has gone back home to enjoy his old age."

Qiao Chuchu finally understood and became more enthusiastic: [So he's a long-time client! I should really thank him properly!]

She expressed her gratitude: "Thank you for your appreciation! But fifty million for this painting is really too much."

Shi Yu averted his gaze, looking at the eight people behind her who were eyeing him with suspicion: "Miss Qiao, your paintings are so popular that if I hadn't drawn everyone's attention, the bidding might still be going on."

The Pei brothers were peeking from behind, clearly uneasy.

Pei Buxian couldn't hold back any longer and stood up, walking over.

Shi Yu's eyes darkened. He suddenly pressed Qiao Chuchu's hand and spoke quickly: "Miss Qiao, do you know why Xia Xuechun always gets struck by lightning when she swears?"

Qiao Chuchu: "Why?"

Shi Yu tilted his head and smiled at her: "Because those favored by heaven, when they commit acts of cruelty and refuse to repent, daring to make bold oaths in defiance, exhaust their good fortune."

"Xia Xuechun didn't just harm Qi Xiaojia; she hurt others too."

"The second son of the Long family, Long Yunxiao, and his wife were deeply in love. At first, Xia Xuechun was kind to her, but when the wife discovered that Long Yunxiao had fallen for Xia Xuechun, she went to confront her privately. Xia Xuechun dismissed her with the excuse that 'they were innocent,' and then told Long Yunxiao about the confrontation."

"Long Yunxiao flew into a rage and struck his wife. She fell down the stairs, injuring her neck, and was left paralyzed from the waist down."

Qiao Chuchu was shocked: "Long Yunxiao's wife is paralyzed? Why hasn't anyone talked about this?"

Shi Yu explained: "The Long family suppressed the news. They don't allow family scandals to be exposed. Even the wife's family doesn't know the truth—they were told she fell on her own, and it had nothing to do with anyone else."

"The woman is still in a coma and can't defend herself. Xia Xuechun even visited her in the hospital, standing by her bedside and saying that although she had wronged her, she would take care of her children. Long Yunxiao even praised Xia Xuechun for her kindness."

Qiao Chuchu: "...I feel so disgusted I don't even know what to say."

Shi Yu shrugged: "She's always been like this. I know."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

You've known since she was young?

Pei Buxian walked over and sat down next to Qiao Chuchu, staring intently at Shi Yu.

Shi Yu frowned, covering his mouth as he coughed twice: "If your brother is here, I won't say anything more."

Qiao Chuchu was taken aback and shot Pei Buxian a look of annoyance: "Why are you here?"

Pei Buxian ignored her displeasure and continued to stare at Shi Yu: "You can speak freely in front of me. I'm Qiao Chuchu's seventh brother, Pei Buxian. Don't worry, I won't get angry no matter what you say. In fact, I'm very friendly."

He leaned closer to Shi Yu, his face darkening as he spoke slowly: "I~ am~ really~ friendly~"

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Shi Yu: "..."

He didn't look friendly at all.

Shi Yu's lips twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but then he was overcome by another fit of coughing!

He coughed so hard he could barely breathe, his pale face flushing slightly, giving him a touch of vitality. Clutching his chest, he said: "I only have two months left. Before I die, I'd like to have a private word with my idol, Miss Qiao. Would you give me that time, Mr. Pei?"

He handed Pei Buxian a piece of paper: "Here, this is my diagnosis."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Why is he carrying his medical report around?

Pei Buxian took the paper suspiciously, examining it carefully. His eyes widened in shock: "Multiple organ failure?"

Qiao Chuchu was stunned and looked at Shi Yu in surprise.

Shi Yu gasped weakly, tears of pain glistening in his eyes: "Yes, I have unexplained organ failure. No matter what medicine I take or what treatments I try, nothing works. At this rate of decline, in a month I'll be bedridden, and in two months, I'll be dead."

He pleaded with Pei Buxian: "So, as a dying man, I just want to have a few words with my idol. Is that okay?"

Pei Buxian's expression gradually softened, and he patted Shi Yu's shoulder sympathetically: "Please, stay strong."

Shi Yu smiled as he watched Pei Buxian walk away: "Thank you. You're a good person."

Pei Buxian hung his head, muttering to himself: "I shouldn't have been jealous of someone so sick..."

As Pei Buxian left, Shi Yu turned to Qiao Chuchu with a smile: "Your brother is a good person. I thought he might be one of those overprotective, strange types, but he's not."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

She wasn't sure if her brother was overprotective, but she was certain he was strange.

She got straight to the point: "So, do you know the whole story?"

Shi Yu nodded: "I was the original male lead, the first 'chosen one' of fate."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Wait, can the 'chosen one' change?

Shi Yu lowered his chin and sneered: "Since I was seven years old, I've known the entire plot. I knew Xia Xuechun would become my wife in the future. I observed her secretly and found that she had no redeeming qualities whatsoever."

He leaned closer to Qiao Chuchu, his voice filled with resentment: "I, Shi Yu, have always been top of my class, excelling in everything I do. Even when buying a cat, I only get the best, show-quality ones. But I was destined to marry this brainless woman who climbed over others to get ahead, all because of 'fate'? Why should I accept such a fate?"

"After that, I started avoiding Xia Xuechun. Once, I was even kidnapped, and Xia Xuechun happened to pass by. To avoid being saved by her, I stayed silent in the trunk, hiding from her rescue scene."

Qiao Chuchu's eyes widened in shock: "Weren't you afraid you'd suffocate?"

Shi Yu shrugged dismissively: "My watch has a tracker. I would have been rescued eventually, sooner or later."

He slumped back in his wheelchair, defeated: "But after that, my luck ran out. My body started to weaken. It's as if the world is trying to erase me."

Qiao Chuchu analyzed calmly: "So, if you want to survive, you need to reclaim the role of the male lead and take back the luck that Ji Yanchuan stole?"

Shi Yu nodded: "Yes."

She raised an eyebrow: "Then why haven't you gone to Xia Xuechun?"

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