Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 300
Pei Fengnong wanted to barge in indignantly but hesitated, then reluctantly walked away.
Qiao Chuchu sat up on the bed, puzzled. "What's going on?"
Pei Che was about to speak when light, hurried footsteps echoed from outside.
Someone was coming!
His expression darkened, and without a word, he scooped Qiao Chuchu off the bed and rushed her straight to the bathroom!
Huai Ling pushed the door open, his face still wearing a gentle smile.
Huh?
Where’s my sister?
He glanced around, his gaze landing on the closed bathroom door.
Understanding dawned on him, and he sat obediently on the bed to wait.
Pei Che quietly cracked the bathroom door open a sliver, saw Huai Ling’s back turned to him, and decisively locked the door. "Such a clingy nuisance."
Qiao Chuchu stood awkwardly behind him. "What’s happening?"
The cramped bathroom was nearly filled by just the two of them.
And for some reason, she felt a creeping unease around Pei Che.
A chilling sense of familial dominance crawled up her spine, prickling the back of her neck.
It was as if… she’d always been afraid of this man.
Stiffly, she pushed Pei Che away. "I should just go out."
Pei Che’s eyes darkened as he pressed her against the bathroom door. "Leaving so soon?"
A loud thud echoed.
Huai Ling, still facing away from the bathroom, remained oblivious.
Pei Che waited warily for a moment, confirming Huai Ling hadn’t reacted.
Amusement flickered in his deep-set eyes, and his lips curled. "Hah, how could I forget? The fifth son of the Weisheng family is deaf. Even if we made a racket in here, even if he stood right outside, he wouldn’t hear a thing."
He leaned in, trapping her in the confined space. "Are you feeling better now?"
Qiao Chuchu: "…"
[If you want to ask how I’m feeling, just ask! Why do you have to get so close?!]
Her gaze drifted to his shirt, shifting focus. "Huh? I remember you had a tie. Why aren’t you wearing it?"
Pei Che’s expression instantly darkened.
Qiao Chuchu: "…"
[Did I say something wrong?]
Noticing her unease, Pei Che softened his gaze, speaking meaningfully. "From now on, I won’t wear a tie unless it’s a formal occasion."
Qiao Chuchu: "Why?"
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Pei Che stared at her impassively. "No reason."
She didn’t press further, though she found it oddly amusing.
[Did he, like Pei Fengnong, have some premonition and decide to stop wearing ties?]
Running out of things to say, she muttered, "This place is way too cramped. Let’s talk outside."
As she turned, Pei Che suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist and shoved her back against the door!
Another loud thud as he pressed against her from behind, his tone displeased. "I wasn’t done talking. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Do you hate me?"
His voice dropped to a whisper. "Just me?"
His warm breath brushed against her neck, intimate and invasive.
Qiao Chuchu shivered, instinctively shrinking away as she tried to push him off. "I don’t hate you! I just don’t want to talk in here!"
But Pei Che gripped her throat. "Don’t move."
Qiao Chuchu: "?"
His slender fingers rested against her pulse, feeling its faint rhythm. His eyes narrowed in satisfaction as he embraced her from behind. "After we go back, let’s move."
She froze mid-struggle. "Why?"
"We stayed in that old house because we couldn’t bear to leave Mom behind." Pei Che closed his eyes. "But we can’t live in the past forever."
Resting his chin on her shoulder, he spoke calmly. "I found an estate. I’ll buy it for you. We’ll live there together—start a whole new future. How does that sound?"
