Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 332

Shen Zhuoyan walked up to her and handed her a bouquet of pink lilies of the valley: "Happy birthday, Chuchu!"

She accepted it with emotion: "Thank you."

Pei Buxian sulked as he approached Qiao Chuchu, plucking a pink rose from his bouquet and offering it to her: "Chuchu, wasn't my magic trick good?"

She took the flower: "Of course it was."

She then patted Pei Buxian reassuringly: "Magic is inherently difficult, and I think you're amazing! I can't even do it."

Pei Buxian pouted stubbornly: "Then tell me, who’s better—him or me?!"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

[Why does it feel like I’ve been hearing this question all day?]

[My ears are practically calloused.]

Seeing Qiao Chuchu hesitate, Shen Zhuoyan turned to Pei Buxian: "In Chuchu’s eyes, the best magician is definitely you."

She looked at Shen Zhuoyan in surprise.

He smiled at her: "Right, Chuchu?"

Pei Buxian remained skeptical: "Really?"

Qiao Chuchu hesitated.

She thought Shen Zhuoyan was better.

At least he was safer.

Shen Zhuoyan stepped behind her and whispered in her ear: "I know you think my performance was better. As long as I’m first in your heart, that’s enough. But Pei Buxian likes to fuss, so just humor him. I understand."

He gently squeezed her wrist in reassurance.

Qiao Chuchu immediately beamed at Pei Buxian: "It’s true!"

Pei Buxian’s face lit up with delight as he smugly glanced at Shen Zhuoyan: "Good. Even though I drew the worst lot, all my training wasn’t for nothing! I’ll definitely leave a lasting impression on you."

Qiao Chuchu nodded.

[Yes, even if that magic trick had major safety hazards.]

Pei Buxian: "?"

Curious, she asked: "But what exactly is this 'worst lot' you keep mentioning?"

Shen Zhuoyan explained: "We started planning your birthday a month ago. Everyone wanted to spend time alone with you, but there are too many of us, so we decided to draw lots."

Pei Buxian stepped closer: "Whoever drew the best lot gets to spend an hour alone with you. The worst lot? Just a quick greeting and a performance."

Qiao Chuchu: "? So this is a fan meet-up? Am I that popular?"

Shen Zhuoyan chuckled: "As Pei Buxian puts it, you’re the group’s favorite. For me, even the worst lot is fine—as long as it makes you happy."

Pei Buxian pouted unhappily: "It’s not fine at all. I wanted to go out alone with you, not just exchange a few words."

Weisheng Yucan interjected from the second floor: "Alright, enough arguing."

Qiao Chuchu looked up at her.

Yucan smiled: "Time to come upstairs."

Pei Buxian and Shen Zhuoyan immediately straightened, each offering an arm for Qiao Chuchu to take.

Noticing each other’s gesture, their faces darkened.

Afraid they might start fighting, Qiao Chuchu linked arms with both: "No problem, I have two hands. No need to get upset."

Pei Buxian and Shen Zhuoyan exchanged resigned glances before escorting her up the stairs.

Weisheng Yucan, eyes crinkled with amusement, pushed open the door.

A melodious waltz began to play.

Shi Yu approached Qiao Chuchu and bowed, offering his hand for a dance.

She placed her hand in his, her skirt blooming like a flower as he led her to the center of the dance floor.

Shi Yu’s hand rested on her waist, his gentle gaze reflecting her image: "You look beautiful today."

Qiao Chuchu lowered her eyes shyly: "Thank you."

His gaze drifted to the others behind her: "Are you happy today?"

She nodded excitedly: "So happy! The happiest!"

Shi Yu smiled softly: "Your happiness is mine too. It’s a shame I didn’t draw the best lot, but there’s no rush. We have a long future ahead—plenty of time to make up for it."

As he spun her, another figure took his place.

Pei Fengnong stepped forward nervously, his hand settling on her waist: "Happy birthday, Chuchu."

Qiao Chuchu blinked in surprise, then laughed: "You drew the worst lot too, didn’t you?"

Pei Fengnong scratched his head sheepishly: "Yeah, I’ve got bad luck."

His eyes lingered on her intently: "But it’s fine. I care about the long run, not just a single moment."

With that, he stepped back, glancing toward another figure.

Qiao Chuchu followed his gaze. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Pei Yuan stood bathed in light, smiling as he approached and took her waist.

She stifled a laugh: "Big Brother, you drew the worst lot too?"

Pei Yuan sighed: "Actually, I drew a good lot. But they argued that you rely on me too much—like I’m your 'male mom'—so they downgraded me."

"Still, who says dancing with you is the worst lot?"

A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as he leaned in: "I’d call this the best lot. The absolute best. And since Lou Tingsi tried sneaking extra time with you, we punished him—no dancing. That means I get more time with you."

Qiao Chuchu looked over at Lou Tingsi.

He sat gloomily between Lin Qing and Weisheng Huailing, both of whom wore thunderous expressions.

Lou Tingsi met her gaze and shrugged helplessly.

She burst out laughing.

Pei Yuan shot Lou Tingsi a frosty glare: "That’s what happens when you break the rules."

As the music ended, Lin Shen wheeled out a cake.

Qiao Chuchu studied it—a rather lopsided creation.

Understanding dawned as she turned to Ying Chen, Weisheng Lin, and Weisheng Biehe, who looked dazed: "So the kitchen explosion was because you were baking me a cake?"

The three perked up instantly: "We promise it’s delicious!"

Lin Shen placed a tiara on her head: "Happy birthday, Chuchu."

She bent slightly as he adjusted it, then gingerly touched the heavy crown: "Are these real diamonds?"

Lin Shen looked offended: "Of course they’re real. Would I ever give you fakes?"

Leaning in, he murmured: "You look stunning. Happy birthday, Chuchu."

Surrounded by them, Qiao Chuchu felt her smile ache, her eyes brimming with tears.

She sniffled: "Thank you, everyone. Next time it’s your birthday, I’ll plan something just as special! Today has been perfect."

They laughed in unison: "We’ll hold you to that!"

Pei Yuan nudged her: "Make a wish now."

She nodded firmly, closing her eyes.

[I only have one wish.]

[I hope we can stay happy like this forever!]

Blowing out the candles, she grabbed the cake knife with a playful flourish: "Time to cut the cake! Who wants the first slice?"

A chorus erupted: "Me!"

Grinning, Qiao Chuchu teased: "Let’s see who gets it!"

Pei Buxian: "Definitely me!"

Pei Fengnong scoffed: "In your dreams."

Pei Yuan held out a plate expectantly: "Give it to me, Chuchu."

Her heart swelling with joy, she began slicing the cake.

"My wish will definitely come true—I will absolutely, without a doubt, be reunited with everyone and stay together forever!"

Their expressions softened, eyes tinged with emotion.

It will happen.

It absolutely will.

Because they are already happy now.

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