Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 198: Pei Youchuan: Why did you save me?

Qiao Chuchu looked at Pei Youchuan's worried expression, feeling a complex mix of emotions.

[...It's not really his fault.]

[Because back then, even though I lived apart from them, I was still that persistent, malicious female antagonist, showing up at every important event in their lives.]

[For instance, Pei Youchuan—I used to hide in his closet and jump out at him when he was changing, and I even purposely held his hand at many dinner parties with others. There were many more things I won't mention.]

[The most ambiguous thing I did was corner him against the wall and force him to kiss me.]

[Ugh!]

[The more I think about it, the more disgusting it is!]

[At that time, Pei Youchuan had sternly rejected me and even sent me to a nunnery to meditate for a week to stop thinking about him.]

[Although I did all that because the system told me to, to Pei Youchuan and the others, I was just a crazy, obsessed, controlling sister with weird intentions.]

[They didn’t know the torment I went through.]

"I know," Pei Youchuan suddenly said.

Qiao Chuchu was stunned. "What?"

Pei Youchuan's eyes were filled with sympathy. "I know you're in pain, that you're upset, and that you're struggling."

Her eyes widened in disbelief. "No way..."

[Can he hear my thoughts?!]

Pei Youchuan lowered his eyelashes and said heavily, "I know you injured your arm trying to save me. I know how hard this pain must be for you."

He walked over to the stunned Qiao Chuchu. "I hurt your arm, so let me take care of you, Chuchu."

[Ah... So that's what he knows, I thought he understood my thoughts.]

Qiao Chuchu, wearing a set of home clothes, the inside of which was a soft yellow padded top with spaghetti straps, was clearly taken aback.

Pei Youchuan, as if tempting her, gently took off her outer jacket.

He avoided looking at her chest and spread the muscle-relief oil in his hands, gently applying it to her arm.

She winced in pain, taking in a sharp breath. "Ugh!"

Pei Youchuan softly massaged along her muscles.

His warm hands rubbed in circles on her arm. "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Chuchu leaned against the headboard, forcing herself to answer in a subdued voice, "Mmm."

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Pei Youchuan licked his lips. "It’s fine, you can relax. If it hurts, don’t hold back, you can cry out if you need to."

His throat bobbed as he looked at her furrowed brow. "Is it feeling better?"

Qiao Chuchu nodded, not wanting to cry out, forcing the words down. "You’re quite professional."

Pei Youchuan’s lips slowly curled into a smile. "I used to get muscle strains a lot, so I learned this technique, just so I could recover faster."

He watched his hands kneading her smooth, pale arm, feeling the softness of her skin, his breath becoming ragged. "Back then... why did you save me?"

Qiao Chuchu rolled her eyes. "Why are you asking why I saved you? Are you a child?"

"You could have died," Pei Youchuan said gloomily. "I’m willing to die, but I can’t let you be in danger."

Qiao Chuchu frowned, looking at him in shock. "Did you switch souls or something? Did someone else’s soul cross over into your body?"

Pei Youchuan froze.

Qiao Chuchu pinched his face and stared at him closely.

He blinked helplessly.

Qiao Chuchu leaned forward, unknowingly revealing a hidden view beneath her thin straps.

He quickly raised his eyes!

Look at the ceiling!

Look at the window!

Look at the little hair on her forehead!

Qiao Chuchu leaned back against the bed, her expression strange. "Where did the confident, thick-skinned you go? Why are you so weird now? If it were before, you would’ve been setting off fireworks, telling the world I saved you. Now, why are you speaking so carefully?"

[Feels so pathetic, like I don’t deserve it.]

Pei Youchuan’s heart jolted, and he lowered his eyes in guilt. "I’m scared."

He spoke in a voice only he could hear. "I’m afraid you’ll leave me."

Qiao Chuchu didn’t hear him because she was enduring the pain in her arm, holding back her voice. "Think about it. Isn’t it normal for me to save you? Because you’re my family."

[Actually, it has nothing to do with the plot. At that moment, I just wanted to save Pei Youchuan.]

Pei Youchuan looked up in surprise.

Qiao Chuchu raised her chin, playfully looking at him. "If I hadn’t saved you, you wouldn’t be here with oil to massage me. You’d be in the morgue, waiting for us to come take you for cremation."

She smiled with satisfaction. "I don’t want to see you in the morgue!"

Pei Youchuan’s eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at her in disbelief. "Because you love me?"

Qiao Chuchu: "? Love you, my foot."

She puffed out her cheeks. "If I have any emotions, it’s that I care about you, because you’re my third brother, someone I grew up with."

Pei Youchuan’s breath hitched, and his face instantly flushed red, his chest heaving with intensity!

In a panicked rush, he grabbed a pillow from Qiao Chuchu’s bed and covered his legs!

Qiao Chuchu: "? What are you doing with my pillow?"

"Covering it," Pei Youchuan growled hoarsely, trying to hide his embarrassment. "I want to cover it."

Qiao Chuchu was confused, about to grab her pillow back. "Then don’t cover your legs!"

Pei Youchuan pressed the pillow firmly, not letting her lift it, his ears turning as red as blood. "I’ll buy you a new one. You won’t mind giving it to me, right?"

Qiao Chuchu didn’t expect such a big reaction from him and fully let go of the pillow. "Alright, alright, you can have it!"

She leaned back on the bed, closing her eyes to rest. "I’ll sleep for a bit, don’t talk."

Pei Youchuan nodded, massaging her while stealing glances at her.

Chuchu fell asleep.

Under his massage,

His lips unconsciously curved into a smile, his cheekbones nearly bursting from the expression, his smile silent.

Suddenly, he felt that something was off.

Pei Youchuan turned to look at the door.

Lin Shen stood there, holding a delicate insulated lunch box, staring blankly.

It seemed he had just come in.

Pei Youchuan raised an eyebrow, glancing at the peacefully sleeping Qiao Chuchu, then stood up and walked toward Lin Shen. "Is there something you need?"

Lin Shen, dazed, stammered, "I made porridge. I came to bring it to Qiao Chuchu."

His eyes dropped, looking at Pei Youchuan’s legs. "Why...?"

Pei Youchuan looked down. "Sorry, it's a natural reaction."

He lowered his voice, as if to brag. "When I’m facing the woman I like, I can’t control it. You’re a man, you understand, right?"

Lin Shen was stunned, his eyes wide open as if struck by lightning!

Pei Youchuan pushed him out of the door. "You can leave now. This hour is mine. From now on, let Lin Qing bring your stuff. Weren’t you already out of the game?"

Lin Shen: "? Out of the game?"

"Yeah." Pei Youchuan grinned, the smile not reaching his eyes. "Didn’t you leave her for three years without a word? Our Chuchu was upset for a whole year because of you."

Lin Shen stood there, even more confused, his gaze growing colder. "No wonder you won’t let her date. Turns out you have your own selfish reasons!"

Pei Youchuan’s face darkened, his teeth clenched in silence.

Qiao Chuchu suddenly woke up, looking around. "Third Brother?"

Pei Youchuan was about to open the door but paused, coldly warning Lin Shen. "If Chuchu sees you, she’ll remember the sad times. Get out!"

"I won’t!" Lin Shen, unwilling to back down, directly pushed the door open. "Chuchu, I have something to say to you!"