Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 285

Qiao Chuchu watched as they took Ying Yao away and stepped forward in confusion.

Shen Zhuoyan stopped her: "Don’t go, Miss."

Qiao Chuchu was surprised: "Why? Where are you taking him?"

Shen Zhuoyan replied, "He has his own place to go. You should rest—there’s no need for you to interfere."

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After a moment of hesitation, Qiao Chuchu relented. "Actually, I don’t remember anything. What was your name again?"

Shen Zhuoyan sighed with a pang of sympathy. "My name is Shen Zhuoyan—'Zhuo' as in 'deliberate,' 'Yan' as in 'words.'"

She nodded in understanding and turned to Ying Chen. "What kind of person was I before?"

Shen Zhuoyan answered, "Not much different from now, except you were closer to us in the past."

She paused, cautious. "What kind of closeness?"

Was it… romantic closeness?

Shen Zhuoyan frowned. "Just the usual kind. I haven’t been by your side for long, so I’m not familiar with the details."

Qiao Chuchu nodded and approached Ying Chen, signaling for Shen Zhuoyan to step back.

Shen Zhuoyan obeyed, retreating a few paces to observe their surroundings.

Taking a deep breath, she leaned down and asked Ying Chen, "How are you feeling?"

Ying Chen’s eyes burned with hostility, his heart half-frozen. "The brother my family adopted just got exposed as the traitor who tried to kill me. How do you think I feel?"

Qiao Chuchu: "? How do you know Ying Yao was the traitor who tried to kill you?"

Ying Chen: "Because I heard you—"

Noticing her puzzled expression, he caught himself before slipping up and quickly changed his tone. "I figured it out. He was obviously guilty. Probably wanted to kill me and take over the power and money I inherited in China, right? Since my family doesn’t operate here, if I died, everything would naturally fall to him. My relatives would just take their dividends and not dig too deep."

He smirked. "But exposing a traitor is a good thing. Thanks to you—before you lost your memory—I told you that if you helped me find the mole, I’d give you 300 million. Even though I got stabbed, the mastermind was still uncovered because of you. As promised, I’ll have the money transferred to you soon."

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Ying Chen: "?"

She still believed that?!

Amused, he studied her. "Exactly because I’m your boyfriend, I have to give you this money. It proves your man keeps his word, doesn’t it?"

Weisheng Biehe approached them just in time to hear this.

His eyes darkened as he silently circled behind Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu frowned. "I don’t want it!"

Ying Chen grabbed the hand she had braced on the bed, insisting, "You have to take it. Otherwise, you’ll throw a fit when you regain your memory. Besides, it’s not like I can’t afford it."

She tried to pull her hand back. "I already said I don’t—"

Suddenly, another hand hooked around her other wrist from behind.

Qiao Chuchu stiffened, turning her head in shock to meet Weisheng Biehe’s amber eyes.

They were as clear as gemstones, filled with an emotion she couldn’t decipher. He smirked, toying with her right hand as if it were nothing.

Qiao Chuchu: "!!!"

His grip was rough, kneading her fingers forcefully.

Weisheng Biehe leaned over her shoulder, his tone casual, as if nothing unusual was happening. "What are you two talking about?"

He trapped her hand between them—hidden from Shen Zhuoyan behind her and Ying Chen in front.

Qiao Chuchu’s nerves were on edge as she stiffly turned back to Ying Chen.

Oblivious, Ying Chen grinned and clasped her wrist, mischief dancing in his eyes. "I was just saying Chuchu helped me uncover the mole, so I have to thank her properly. Otherwise, she’ll throw a tantrum when her memory comes back."

He was inwardly delighted.

Weisheng Biehe had no idea Qiao Chuchu thought Ying Chen was her boyfriend! He probably assumed they were just chatting normally!

How thrilling!

"Will you?" Weisheng Biehe leaned closer, his serpent-like gaze locking onto her, sending chills down her spine.

"Will you throw a tantrum with him, Miss Qiao?"

His scorching fingers interlaced with hers, squeezing tight.

Her breath hitched—she couldn’t take it anymore. She yanked her hands free from both men. "This is disgusting! Was I really this kind of person before?!"

Weisheng Biehe: "?"

Ying Chen: "?"

She spun around and bolted, shrieking, "I can’t accept this! No matter what, I can’t accept it!!"

Shen Zhuoyan: "? Chuchu?!"