Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 166: For them, this is playing at home

In the manor’s second floor, soft, natural lighting illuminated the hallway.

At the end of the corridor stood a row of tall men, dressed in suits, their long legs striking a stark contrast to the dim light.

They breathed in nervously, none of them daring to speak first.

Qiao Chuchu stood ten steps away from them and started walking toward them.

They instinctively leaned backward.

The collective presence of the group felt like it was being split apart by a sharp little dagger, with a cold, icy air seeping through.

Qiao Chuchu walked right up to them.

Her figure was petite, and without high heels, she tilted her head up to look at them, appearing obedient and easy to handle.

Their breaths grew heavier, and their gazes grew deeper.

Qiao Chuchu’s eyes were moist, like a curious cat, gently gazing at them. "Why is everyone silent?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Are you all waiting for me to ask each of you individually?"

They: "..."

Qiao Chuchu chuckled lightly. "Mr. Wen Zhan, do you know what that was just now?"

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan stepped out from the crowd, his gaze dark. "I don’t know."

Qiao Chuchu squinted her eyes, not believing him. "Really?"

"Really," Wei Sheng Wen Zhan leaned closer to her, the corners of his mouth curling upward maliciously. He looked at her aggressively. "Miss Qiao, you're so fierce. I’ve never heard anyone talk to me like this before."

Qiao Chuchu suppressed her anger. "I felt like I was being watched. Isn't it normal to be angry?"

"Of course, it’s normal. It’s your freedom," Wei Sheng Wen Zhan stood up straight, tilting his head and smiling. "I just think your angry look is special, so I thought I should mention it."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan raised his hand, smiling effortlessly. "Do you want to search me? Apart from the pen you gave me, I don’t have anything."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

[Ugh, it feels like he’s looking down on me!]

[But I don’t think he would manipulate these things.]

She was irritated. "Go back."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan gracefully nodded. "Thank you, Your Honor."

He brushed past her, his gaze sticking to her as he walked to stand behind her.

Qiao Chuchu was puzzled. "Why aren’t you leaving?"

"I want to see who the culprit is, Your Honor," Wei Sheng Wen Zhan politely nodded at her, his tone humble. "And I’ll help you analyze it."

The others across the room scowled, grinding their teeth.

This traitor with an unstable stance!

Qiao Chuchu furrowed her brow and looked across.

[Although the place where the drone fell is closest to Wei Sheng Huai Ling, my intuition tells me that everyone has something to do with this.]

She focused on Pei Yuan. "Big brother, do you know what this is?"

Pei Yuan stiffened. "I don’t know."

Qiao Chuchu squinted her eyes sharply. "Big brother, I can tell when you're lying!"

[Whenever Big Brother lies to me, his ears turn red! I just need to focus on his ears!]

Their faces changed, and they stole glances at Pei Yuan's ears.

Pei Yuan couldn’t help but laugh. "I really don’t know."

He also raised his hand. "Do you want to search me?"

Qiao Chuchu stepped forward decisively and patted his pocket.

[Let's see if there’s a remote control!]

Pei Yuan let her check, feeling her hand pass over his waist, his deep black eyes growing even more intense.

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Qiao Chuchu pulled out Pei Yuan’s phone. "Can I take a look?"

Pei Yuan nodded. "You’re free to, the password is your birthday."

Without saying another word, she unlocked his phone and checked the battery usage records.

There were no suspicious apps.

Wei Sheng Huai Ling gasped!

Qiao Chuchu even checks app usage records?!

That would expose him directly!

His phone definitely had app usage records! There was no time to clean it now!

She put the phone back. "Go back."

Pei Yuan raised an eyebrow and leaned down toward her, teasing. "Your Honor, have I cleared my name?"

Qiao Chuchu, annoyed, shoved the phone into his hand. "Hmm."

"Thank you, as expected of Your Honor, you have sharp eyes," Pei Yuan said as he stood beside Wei Sheng Wen Zhan, looking quite pleased.

Qiao Chuchu furrowed her brows. "Whose drone is this?!"

When she came out, she saw the drone rolling on the ground.

But it seemed to have rolled off from Wei Sheng Huai Ling.

She couldn’t be too sure.

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan chuckled lightly. "Qiao Chuchu, why don’t you just feel their hands? Whoever’s palms are sweating the most is probably the culprit."

He casually raised an eyebrow at Wei Sheng Huai Ling. "And maybe that person isn’t a first-time offender. Perhaps they’ve always been using drones to spy on you."

Wei Sheng Huai Ling: "!"

He glared fiercely at Wen Zhan!

Qiao Chuchu thought this made some sense.

[Yeah, if they don’t speak up, how long do I have to investigate each one of them? It’s a waste of time.]

She directly took hold of Pei Che’s hand.

Pei Che hadn’t expected her to be the first, and he squeezed her hand, his voice deep. "Am I wet?"

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

[And this question is so strange.]

Pei Che’s tone was relaxed. "Am I safe?"

Qiao Chuchu nodded slightly, still frowning.

Pei Che, expressionless, leaned down to her ear, speaking slowly. "Chuchu, your pulse is racing. You don’t have to be nervous. I think no one here is angry that you suspect them. On the contrary, it’s rather amusing, because when you’re angry... it’s special."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

[Special? Is my anger special?! What’s wrong with my breast?!]

Pei Che: "?"

He speechlessly squeezed her hand and walked to stand beside Pei Yuan.

Qiao Chuchu scanned the room, and without further hesitation, shook each of their hands. Once each handshake was done, she told them, "Go."

Wei Sheng Wen Zhan smiled. "Thank you."

Qiao Chuchu then gestured toward Wei Sheng Lin, who spread his hands. "I’ll just take a quick look."

Wei Sheng Lin: "?"

"That’s not fair. Everyone else shook hands, so I should too."

Qiao Chuchu’s lips twitched as she shook his hand, confirming there was no sweat. "Let’s go."

Wei Sheng Lin: "Thank you."

Ying Chen, watching from the side, chuckled. "Is this a fan meeting?"

Qiao Chuchu, not amused, responded. "Just spread your hands."

Ying Chen immediately reached out and grabbed hers. "No."

Qiao Chuchu stepped back in surprise!

He shamelessly smirked, squeezing her hand. "Your hands are so small, and soft, so tender. This is what a girl’s hand feels like."

Pei Feng turned and shoved him away, protecting Qiao Chuchu. His voice low and firm, "Stop harassing her!"

Ying Chen wasn’t angry. He gently rubbed the pads of her fingers, then, with a playful bow, said, "Yes, Your Honor."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

[From just now, I feel like I’ve been playing house with them!]

She shook hands one by one, eliminating suspects, and finally locked in Wei Sheng Huai Ling.

Wei Sheng Huai Ling stood obediently across from her, his wet eyes locked on her like a pitiful little beast.

Qiao Chuchu grabbed his hand!

Huai Ling shivered, his eyes turning red in an instant, staring at her with a pitiful gaze.

His palm was hot.

And it was too hot.

Qiao Chuchu was puzzled, looking up at him.

[Strange, the last one to run was Wei Sheng Huai Ling, and he’s the most suspicious. Why is his body so hot?]

Everyone else frowned and looked toward Wei Sheng Huai Ling.

Hot?