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

Someone shouted, "The employer is here!"

Shen Zhuoyan's expression changed, and he quickly turned to look.

A young girl in a long dress walked out from the second-floor railing.

She had reddish-brown curly hair, wearing sunglasses and a mask, strolling leisurely from inside.

Beside her stood another black-haired girl wearing a white mask, standing obediently.

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The other bodyguards sighed, "The real young lady is so different from us working folks. Look at her, so aloof and untouchable."

Shen Zhuoyan didn’t say anything, his gaze lingering briefly on the red-haired girl before he looked away.

This redhead wasn’t Qiao Chuchu.

The so-called arrival of the employer was just a gimmick to make them work harder.

But—

He turned his attention to the girl in the white mask, unable to look away.

Why did she feel so familiar?

Qiao Chuchu glanced down at the masked contestants below.

Weisheng Lin had hired a model to impersonate her as the observer, while the real her was to be the "prize" in the upcoming competition.

It had to be said, Weisheng Lin knew how to play the game.

Her gaze swept across the room, suddenly stopping at one spot.

A man with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs was looking at her.

His face was hidden behind a specially designed mask, but his posture was impeccable, the best among the group.

He felt strangely familiar.

Shen Zhuoyan noticed her looking at him, frowned slightly, and turned his head away.

Weisheng Lin picked up the microphone and made a few polite remarks before explaining the rules: "The lady beside me is your employer for this mission. She will be observing your performance from the glass room. The employer hopes to see a fair and just competition, with no infighting or harm to one another. I also hope you all compete with integrity. Anyone caught cheating or harming their colleagues will be immediately dismissed from the company."

He then turned to Qiao Chuchu: "Miss Model, today you will be playing the role of an unconscious employer. No matter what happens, you are not allowed to intervene or participate in the competition. Understood?"

Qiao Chuchu nodded, unable to suppress her inner complaints: *[So why exactly was I designed to be completely immobile?]*

Weisheng Lin smiled without answering.

Simulating the most dangerous scenarios required the highest level of difficulty.

An employer who couldn’t move or take care of themselves was the ultimate challenge.

Meanwhile, Shen Zhuoyan was stunned.

He had heard Qiao Chuchu’s thoughts!

Could this redhead really be Qiao Chuchu?!

Weisheng Lin smiled and said, "Please take your position, Miss Model."

Qiao Chuchu nodded and walked down the steps into the competition area.

Shen Zhuoyan was still staring intently at the red-haired girl on the railing.

The red-haired girl stood with her hands clasped, showing no reaction, as if she were completely detached from the situation.

The others whispered among themselves: "With the employer here, we have to perform even better. Even if we don’t succeed, maybe we can leave a good impression and get close to her."

"Of course! We have to give it our all."

The man Shen Zhuoyan had kicked earlier stood behind him, grinning maliciously.

Shen Zhuoyan was going to get what was coming to him!

Weisheng Lin announced, "Please enter the arena, contestants."

Shen Zhuoyan stepped into the arena, his mind filled with doubts.

Weisheng Lin explained, "This arena is a maze. Not only are there dead ends, but there are also dangers lurking everywhere. Once you enter, you will face various hazards. All the bullets are paintballs—if you’re hit, you’re out. The knives are wooden—if you’re struck in a fatal area, you must withdraw. Your goal is to find the model, escort the immobile model safely to the exit, and you will be declared the winner. The model can be hit by paintballs, but not in fatal areas. Do you all understand?"

The bodyguards responded, "Understood!"

Weisheng Lin raised an eyebrow, pleased. "Let the competition begin."

A horn sounded, and all the bodyguards rushed into the arena!

Shen Zhuoyan wasn’t in a hurry to run off. Instead, he looked up at the red-haired girl in the transparent room.

He gave her a deep look before sprinting into the maze!

The man followed closely behind, ready to trip Shen Zhuoyan at any moment!

Chaos erupted in the maze!

Bodyguards lost their way, enemies ambushed them from the shadows, and within minutes, over a dozen people were eliminated.

Qiao Chuchu sat in a chair, her hands and feet bound, with a screen in front of her.

It was a live feed from a drone.

Even without the feed, she could hear the screams coming from the maze.

This wasn’t about rescuing her.

This was pure chaos.

And whoever the camera focused on seemed to "die" immediately!

She watched as one contestant after another was hit by paintballs and fell to the ground.

Some were so lost they were running in circles, panicking.

The drone switched from one contestant to another, each one "dying" as soon as they came into view.

Finally, it landed on someone decisive and ruthless!

The man tackled an enemy holding a gun, disarmed him, and shot him with his own weapon before rushing to the next location without hesitation!

Qiao Chuchu gradually became intrigued, focusing on the screen.

This seemed to be the man with the best physique she had seen earlier.

Was he really this strong?

Shen Zhuoyan ran forward, his right hand brushing against the wall as he moved.

He was like an unstoppable warrior, quick and decisive.

Qiao Chuchu was there.

She was watching him!

He wanted her to see him!

He turned a corner and saw Qiao Chuchu tied to the chair.

Qiao Chuchu had been staring at the screen, but when she looked up and saw Shen Zhuoyan, she was startled.

Both of them were wearing masks.

They couldn’t see each other’s eyes, but in the midst of the chaos, a strange sense of connection formed between them.

Somehow, Qiao Chuchu felt that it had to be him.

Shen Zhuoyan strode toward her, but suddenly, someone yanked him back!

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Shen Zhuoyan was caught off guard. He turned around and was immediately kicked to the ground!

He fell hard!

The man he had fought earlier stomped on his throat!

Shen Zhuoyan winced in pain, struggling to breathe!

The man gritted his teeth, his face twisted with rage beneath the mask: "You’re pretty good, huh? Following you was a lucky break! And you even found the model! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

He pressed his foot down harder, then quickly released Shen Zhuoyan and ran toward Qiao Chuchu.

Shen Zhuoyan clutched his throat, coughing violently, unable to get up immediately: "Cough! Cough!"

From her position around the corner, Qiao Chuchu couldn’t see what had happened. All she saw was the man running up to her, excitedly saying, "How about that? Am I the first? Am I amazing?!"

She felt absurd: "Amazing? I just saw you drag someone else away! That guy was the real winner!"