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

Huai Ling grabbed Long Yunxiao by the hair and slammed his head hard against the ground!

Long Yunxiao was dazed from the impact!

Weisheng Huailing curled his lips into a pleased smile: "Yeah, it’s not me who’s in pain, so of course I’ll do whatever feels good."

Xia Xuechun couldn’t stand it anymore: "Stop hitting him! Call Qiao Chuchu over—what kind of coward hides while others take the blame?!"

Qiao Chuchu waved away the smoke, stepping onto Long Yunxiao’s back with a look of disdain.

"Where did all this smoke come from? I’ve been looking for you forever."

She looked down at Xia Xuechun with a smirk: "Xia Xuechun, it’s been so long. How’d you get so much shorter?"

Xia Xuechun stared at her feet in horror: "I’m not shorter—you’re standing on my husband!"

Qiao Chuchu glanced down and realized she was stepping on a half-dead man’s back: "Well, you should’ve said so earlier. I would’ve jumped a couple times if I’d known."

Xia Xuechun: "???"

Weisheng Lin answered a call, then hung up and announced: "They just landed and are on their way, but the airport is far. It’ll take over an hour to get here."

"Then we’ll settle this when they arrive." Qiao Chuchu glanced at Xia Xuechun. "I’ll go reserve this church for the day."

Weisheng Lin volunteered eagerly: "Let me handle it. I caught these guys first—might as well finish what I started."

He ordered his men to book the venue.

Weisheng Huailing: "? Excuse me, I caught them first!"

Lou Tingsi blocked them both with a mocking grin: "I caught them first. I was the first one to talk to these two!"

Weisheng Lin shoved his hands in his pockets, taunting Lou Tingsi: "If you saw them first, why’d you let them get to the greenhouse? In the end, I’m the one who caught them."

Lou Tingsi: "..."

Weisheng Lin then turned to Huailing with a smirk: "Little brother, I’m not stealing your credit. You were too busy gaming—when did you have time?"

Weisheng Huailing’s face darkened. He turned his phone volume to max, blasting a looped recording—

"I caught them! I caught them! I caught them! I caught them! I caught them! I caught them! I caught them!"

Qiao Chuchu winced at the noise: "Enough! What’s with the arguing?! Fine, all three of you caught them, happy?!"

Their expressions shifted instantly, and they spoke in unison—

"Then how do we split the reward?"

"Then how do we split the reward?"

Qiao Chuchu frowned: "How about I pay for a trip for the three of you? Maldives, private island, temple run—whatever, my treat!"

The three men gaped.

Weisheng Lin and Lou Tingsi looked at her like she’d lost her mind: "Who wants your money? We want a chance to travel with you alone! What’s the point of the three of us going together?!"

Huailing pouted angrily: "Big sister lied! Big sister is mean! I’m ignoring big sister now!"

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

[The document clearly stated these men were independent and self-sufficient, with only Huailing being the delicate, teary type. Why are the other two so clingy? This doesn’t match the personalities I assigned before losing my memories.]

Weisheng Lin flushed: "..."

Lou Tingsi also looked embarrassed: "..."

Seeing Qiao Chuchu’s troubled expression, they sighed in disappointment.

Fine.

They didn’t want to pressure her, and they knew she wouldn’t agree to go alone with either of them.

They started: "Then forget it—"

Qiao Chuchu tucked her hair behind her ear and said seriously: "After this is over, pick a day each. I’ll spend one day with each of you. Fair?"

Xia Xuechun, listening nearby, gritted her teeth: "You really are a flirtatious vixen!"

Weisheng Lin and Lou Tingsi snapped at her in unison: "None of your business! Shut it!!"

Xia Xuechun flinched.

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Xia Xuechun: "..."