Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 195: Qiao Chuchu is Dead?

Pei Youchuan's brows furrowed tightly as he looked into the hospital room, noticing the deceased covered by a white cloth.

His mind exploded with a deafening roar, and he staggered to the bedside. "No, how could this...?"

Just a moment ago, Qiao Chuchu had been full of life, carrying him on her back.

How could she be dead!

His legs buckled, and he collapsed to the floor, gripping the edge of the bed as he cried, "Chuchu!!!"

Pei Che arrived at Pei Youchuan’s room but didn’t find anyone. Hearing the noise, he hurried next door and his face turned pale!

Pei Yuan followed closely behind and, upon seeing the white cloth, felt his head spin!

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Pei Feng swayed and leaned against the wall!

Pei Mu and Pei Ci stood in disbelief, looking at the nurse. "Is Chuchu the one lying here?!"

The nurse stared at them, utterly confused by their sudden appearance. "It’s Chuchu, but somehow, I feel like we're not talking about the same Chuchu."

Pei Bu Xian saw the white cloth and lost all color from his face. He ran to the bedside, kneeling next to Pei Youchuan, bursting into tears.

"Chuchu! Chuchu, how could this happen? I leave you for just a moment and you’re gone!"

Tears streamed down his face. "We promised, even if we die, we die together. You can’t leave me behind! My Chuchu!"

While crying, Pei Bu Xian lifted the white cloth. "Open your eyes and look at me!"

An old, aged face appeared before Pei Bu Xian’s eyes.

Pei Bu Xian’s sobs suddenly stopped.

Pei Youchuan, still crying, muttered, "Wuuuuu—Huh?"

The room suddenly fell silent.

Pei Bu Xian blinked, gently covering the body with the white cloth again.

He hesitated, lifting the cloth once more.

Then, he carefully covered it again.

Pei Bu Xian remained silent for two seconds, then slowly straightened his back and respectfully bowed his head. "I’m sorry, you don’t need to open your eyes and look at me. I cried at the wrong person."

He stood and walked out of the room with Pei Youchuan, then kicked him hard in the butt.

"You’re crying at the wrong grave, you idiot!!!"

Pei Youchuan, like a dazed gorilla, reddened his eyes and said, "But I clearly heard the nurse say it was Chuchu."

The nurse sighed, "I said 'Chuchu'—Chuchu is the surname, plus the character 'Chu.'"

Pei Bu Xian urgently asked, "Then where is our Qiao Chuchu?"

His eyes turned red. Suddenly, remembering something, he dropped his head and started crying again, "You tell me, whatever the result, I’ll accept it. I can pack up and leave with her anytime. I swore I’d die with her."

The nurse looked at him as if he were a mental patient. "If you’re talking about the Qiao Chuchu who became famous after the shipwreck incident, she has already left with the police."

Pei Bu Xian: "? She went to jail?"

The nurse: "??? She went home!"

Pei Yuan turned and left!

Pei Bu Xian hurriedly followed!

Pei Youchuan quickly followed as well. "I need to find Chuchu!"

Pei Bu Xian angrily shoved him away. "No! You don’t even know where your sister is! You’re a big fool, crying at the wrong grave! Do you even know that Qiao Chuchu’s video with you is all over the internet? Chuchu’s been working so hard behind your back!"

Pei Youchuan froze, a little dissatisfied. "I just woke up! I don’t know where she is. I opened my eyes and heard the nurse calling for Chuchu’s family. I thought it was my Chuchu!"

Pei Bu Xian stood on tiptoe, grabbed his collar, and growled, "What do you mean, your Chuchu? She’s MY Chuchu, you Mediterranean!"

Pei Youchuan: "? Who are you calling Mediterranean?"

Pei Bu Xian pointed at the large bald spot in the middle of his hair. "Look at you, you’re the Mediterranean now!"

Pei Youchuan: "?!"

He touched his head.

?!

Where’s his hair!!

Pei Yuan couldn’t take it anymore and shouted, turning around. "Enough! Let’s go home and find Chuchu!!"