Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 170: Wei Sheng Yu Can: Let me add fuel to the fire of this guy Shen Yuyan

Xia Xuechun gasped, her breathing quickening: "You... how can you say that..."

Shen Zhuoyan’s entire body radiated a cold, murderous aura: "Xia Xuechun, stop playing the pity card in front of me. I'm not someone to be trifled with, and I'm not blind."

Xia Xuechun stepped back a few paces, her face turning pale.

Shen Zhuoyan snorted coldly and walked into the nightclub.

The manager rushed up to him: "I’ve been looking for you for ages! Why aren’t you answering your phone?!"

He couldn’t hide his irritation: "I got delayed with something. What’s the matter?"

The manager rolled his eyes in frustration: "The VIP 1 booth specifically requested you to deliver the drinks."

He nodded and prepared to go.

The manager grabbed his arm and sternly warned: "Listen, the 1st booth is VVVIP! You can’t afford to offend them! If it weren’t for your looks and the rich women wanting to see you, I would’ve kicked you out already!"

Shen Zhuoyan was unmoved, his expression stern: "I’m here to deliver drinks, not to accompany them. If they insist on me accompanying them, I won’t do it."

The manager: "Huh? You’re so stubborn. Do you even realize how much your face alone could earn you?"

Shen Zhuoyan ignored him and walked up to the second floor with the drinks.

The moment he stepped onto the second floor, his pace slowed.

Qiao Chuchu was here.

In one of the rooms.

He slowed down, passing each room, his gaze slowly moving past the doors, eventually stopping in front of the 1st VIP booth.

He gently pushed open the door, and his eyes fell on a few beautiful people.

Handsome men surrounded a seductive woman.

The woman was smoking lazily, smiling at them, then, noticing him, greeted: "Oh, you’re here."

He frowned slightly, his distaste obvious, and then turned his gaze to the center.

The short-haired beauty sat in the middle, flanked by two handsome men, both looking at him with interest: "Hey cuties, our drinks are here!"

The handsome men cheered: "Yay!!"

He placed the drinks on the table, and his gaze wandered to the side.

A pair of immaculate, black boots caught his attention, placed neatly side by side.

For some reason, he looked up and froze, his eyes widening in shock.

Qiao Chuchu sat at the edge of the sofa, her hands stiffly clasped between her legs, her entire body tense.

To her left, there was a feast of handsome men chasing after the beautiful woman.

But she was out of place in this scene, as obedient as a child who had mistakenly wandered into an adult world. Her helpless eyes met his, both of them frozen for a moment.

Shen Zhuoyan stared at her in shock.

Qiao Chuchu’s expression slowly brightened: "Shen Zhuoyan?"

Lin Qing smiled and whispered to Wei Sheng Yucan: "This is the guy I was telling you about."

Wei Sheng Yucan nodded, looking Shen Zhuoyan up and down: "Not bad, good looks, great body, he’s a good prospect."

Lin Qing remained neutral: "Yeah, all the guys around our girl are handsome."

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Qiao Chuchu, excited, spoke to Shen Zhuoyan: "Shen Zhuoyan, why didn’t you call me after you got out of jail? I didn’t change my number!"

Shen Zhuoyan snapped back to reality, his face stern: "I’m not Shen Zhuoyan."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

[Why does he keep saying he’s not Shen Zhuoyan? I’m not blind.]

Shen Zhuoyan froze, shook his head, and gave Qiao Chuchu a strange look.

Lin Qing and Wei Sheng Yucan noticed this detail and understood immediately.

This guy can hear thoughts.

Lin Qing leaned closer to Wei Sheng Yucan and whispered: "He couldn’t hear earlier because when Qiao Chuchu saw him, she thought a lot in her mind, and he didn’t react at all. Why can he suddenly hear now?"

Wei Sheng Yucan exhaled a puff of smoke, smirking as she glanced at Shen Zhuoyan: "Maybe something triggered it when he went out?"

Lin Qing paused and then teased: "Could it be that when he first appeared, he was undecided, maybe even with Xia Xuechun’s people, but then heaven confirmed his side and assigned him to ours, so now he can hear?"

Wei Sheng Yucan laughed loudly: "You might be right."

Lin Qing studied Shen Zhuoyan carefully, smirking: "Pity this promising guy is so stiff, like a dry piece of wood."

"It’s fine," Wei Sheng Yucan took a deep drag and confidently said, "Let me add some fuel to the fire."

She leaned close to a man beside her and whispered: "Go to Miss Qiao’s side... and then..."

The man’s eyes lit up, and he grinned: "Don’t worry, Yucan, I got it."

Meanwhile, Qiao Chuchu was still looking at Shen Zhuoyan with confusion: "We didn’t have a falling out, so why won’t you recognize me? You are Shen Zhuoyan."

Shen Zhuoyan lowered his lashes, his tone flat, almost robotic: "You’ve mistaken me, guest."

Qiao Chuchu opened her mouth, and just then, someone sat beside her: "Miss Qiao."

Shen Zhuoyan: "?"

The male model had a pair of deep, affectionate eyes and looked at Qiao Chuchu tenderly: "Let me accompany you for a drink."

Shen Zhuoyan: "???"

He nervously glanced at Qiao Chuchu.

Qiao Chuchu awkwardly waved her hand: "Sorry, I don’t drink."

"It’s fine," the male model gracefully picked up a glass and poured some orange juice into it, handing it to her: "You drink orange juice, and I’ll drink alcohol. You don’t need to be uncomfortable. You’re sitting here all alone, looking lonely, and I don’t want you to feel sad."

He winked at her: "Let me stay with you, okay?"

Qiao Chuchu hesitated but took the orange juice: "Uh..."

[Lin Qing really knows how to pick men, all of them are beautiful from head to toe, and they know how to talk, though I don’t like it.]

Lin Qing smiled with satisfaction, accepting the praise.

She’s very strict with her company’s artists and male models.

Whether male or female, they must be perfect from head to toe for her to give them resources to succeed.

Lin Qing glanced at Shen Zhuoyan, still standing in front of Qiao Chuchu: "That waiter, you can leave now."

Shen Zhuoyan’s gaze burned as he stared at Qiao Chuchu and the male model, his brow furrowed but offering no response.

Lin Qing: "Hello? Waiter?"

Shen Zhuoyan clenched his teeth, still watching Qiao Chuchu.

Wei Sheng Yucan chuckled lightly and raised her voice: "Hello!"

Shen Zhuoyan snapped back to attention and instinctively turned to Wei Sheng Yucan: "How can I help?"

Wei Sheng Yucan crossed her legs and held her drink, smiling at him: "You can leave now. This place is no longer your concern."

Shen Zhuoyan froze, looking at Qiao Chuchu.

She had already been surrounded by the male model.

The male model picked up his phone, leaning close to her: "Are you an artist?"

Qiao Chuchu distanced herself: "No, I just draw comics."

The male model’s eyes brightened: "Then, teacher, can you take a look at the draft I asked for? I feel like it’s going badly."

Talking about drawing, Qiao Chuchu perked up: "Sure."

The male model handed her his phone: "I asked someone to do this portrait for me, but it feels off. It made me look bad. What do you think I should change?"

Qiao Chuchu took the phone, enlarging the picture: "How much did you pay for this?"

The male model quietly leaned in closer to her, his long fingers resting on the sofa behind her: "I paid 2,000, waited for three months, but the result was really unsatisfactory. Teacher, can you help me fix it?"

Shen Zhuoyan stood in front of them.

The man’s hand moved like a snake, slowly inching toward Qiao Chuchu’s leg.

He stared, his chest heaving, his dark eyes burning with fire. Just as the man’s hand was about to touch Qiao Chuchu, Shen Zhuoyan shoved the man aside and sat down next to Qiao Chuchu!

Male model: "!"

Lin Qing: "?"

Wei Sheng Yucan: "?"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"