Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 171: Shen Chuyan and Qiao Chu’s names will always be next to each other

Qiao Chuchu stared at Shen Zhuoyan, utterly bewildered.

Shen Zhuoyan straightened his back, sitting between her and the model, his handsome face shrouded in a layer of frost. "I'm sorry for lying to you, Qiao Chu," he said.

He looked at her coldly and awkwardly, just like back in school, his eyes flickering with emotions that she couldn't quite understand.

"I am indeed Shen Zhuoyan."

Qiao Chuchu was stunned, a sense of long-lost comfort from old friends rushing to her heart. "So you've finally admitted it? I was still wondering why you were lying."

But then, she felt something was off. "But why did you admit it now?"

Shen Zhuoyan's face hardened, and he shot a vicious glance at the model. "I didn't expect there would be so many men around you."

Qiao Chuchu couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. "These men aren't mine."

Lin Qing, on the other side, muttered softly, "Yes, the men here aren't hers, but there are men elsewhere who are."

Wei Sheng Yucan couldn't hold back her laughter and snapped her fingers at the male model.

The male model happily trotted back to her, smiling submissively, "Sister, did I do well?"

Yucan patted his head and glanced at the two people on the other side, whose atmosphere was so out of place with the rest of the room. "See? I told you, just add a little fire, and look, it’s already burning."

Lin Qing gave her a thumbs-up. "Sister Yucan is truly a master! But do you think your brother will get mad?"

Wei Sheng Yucan puffed out a cloud of smoke, looking dismissively at Lin Qing. "I don’t care about Huailing. I just love watching talented girls surrounded by a bunch of men playing mind games. I can't stand it when a woman revolves around just one man and then goes around accusing others of being a third party."

She glanced at Shen Zhuoyan. "Most importantly, this guy looks like a silent achiever."

Shen Zhuoyan sat next to Qiao Chuchu, his body perfectly straight. His peripheral vision flickered to her hand.

For a moment, it felt like he had returned to the classroom, watching Qiao Chuchu sitting by the window, blowing in the spring breeze, casually twirling a pen and drawing.

Back then, she wore a high ponytail and always smiled at him, saying, "Shen Zhuoyan, have you finished your homework? Can I copy yours? I'll buy you bubble tea."

He never really liked doing homework.

He didn't like studying.

But he wanted Qiao Chuchu to copy his homework.

Only his.

Every day, he studied diligently, finishing his homework on time, his grades soaring.

When he became class president, Qiao Chuchu won the Best Creative Painting Award at an exhibition held by M Country.

Her painting was always displayed in the center of the school gallery.

His photo was also always placed first among the top students of his year.

Shen Zhuoyan and Qiao Chuchu's names were always side by side.

Until he was imprisoned.

Shen Zhuoyan's face gradually darkened, and he sat silently next to Qiao Chuchu, not speaking.

Qiao Chuchu listened to the laughter and chatter on the other side, feeling a bit awkward.

She really didn't know what to say.

They had been classmates for two years, but the time Shen Zhuoyan spoke to her the most was still the day he turned himself in.

She remembered it very clearly.

That day, Shen Zhuoyan suddenly took leave and left school. The classmates said his mother had committed suicide.

Shen Zhuoyan hurriedly left the school gate, never to return again.

Later, she received a call from Shen Zhuoyan.

The voice on the other end was heavy with breath, trembling. "Qiao Chu... My mom passed away."

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Shen Zhuoyan told her, "That bastard man and bitch woman drove my mom to death, and I've repaid them in kind. From now on, I can't attend classes with you."

"I’m going to turn myself in. Can you promise me one thing?"

The boy's low, husky voice was choked with emotion.

"No matter what, please don't forget me."

Qiao Chuchu came back to her senses and looked at Shen Zhuoyan awkwardly.

The light was dim, so she couldn’t make out his face clearly.

But his aura was cold, like a guardian deity standing guard at the door, and she couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

[Why did he tell me not to forget him on the phone back then, but now that he's seen me, he pretends he doesn't know me?]

Shen Zhuoyan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at her in shock.

Qiao Chuchu blinked, awkwardly smiling at him. "Hehehe..."

[Why is he looking at me, and why isn’t he speaking?]

Shen Zhuoyan: "??"

Qiao Chuchu felt something was odd, and the more she looked at him, the more strange his gaze seemed.

Her phone suddenly vibrated.

She opened the message, and it was from an old high school classmate: "Oh my god, babe, I just saw a new artist called Xue'er. Her paintings are so similar to yours from high school~"

The classmate sent a photo.

Qiao Chuchu clicked on the photo, her face changing drastically!

The painting in front of her was not just similar; the composition and details were practically identical to the paintings she had done in high school!

And there were traces of AI modifications.

It looked like someone had fed her painting to an AI and then made some changes!

Furious, she walked out of the private room and typed to her classmate: "Where did you see this?"

"It's a small artist raised by the Long family, named Xia Xuechun. After I saw it, I thought her style was so similar to yours. They say each painting is priced at least 100,000."

Qiao Chuchu: "Xia Xuechun?"

[How did Xia Xuechun start painting? Isn’t she supposed to be some useless, sweet and innocent girl with no talent?]

Shen Zhuoyan stepped out and stood silently behind her.

The more Qiao Chuchu thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed. She dialed Xia Xuechun's number.

When the call was answered, she pressed the record button and got straight to the point: "Xia Xuechun, I saw your painting. Did you take my painting, feed it to AI, and then change it to sell for money?!"

Xia Xuechun on the other end froze. She pulled the car over to the side of the road, her voice tense. "Do you have any evidence to prove that I modified your painting?"

Qiao Chuchu snorted coldly. "I have the original, and I also have photos of it displayed in the school gallery. It even got published in a magazine when I won an award! I don’t care if you paint, and I don’t care if you learn from others, but you can't just take my work and modify it. This is plagiarism."

Xia Xuechun trembled, her grip tightening on the steering wheel.

Qiao Chuchu’s voice turned colder: "You better stop now. If I find out you’re selling and promoting this painting, I’ll make this a public issue, buying ads everywhere and putting your name up for everyone to see! You’ll be trending on TikTok non-stop, and everyone will know you’re just a thief who steals other people’s works."

Xia Xuechun shivered but let out a cold laugh. "Fine, this painting won’t appear again, but I’ll tell you, Qiao Chuchu, you humiliated me. You gave me a salary of 50,000 a month and treated me like a beggar, you’ll get what’s coming to you."

Xia Xuechun sat in the car, staring at the Mercedes-Benz logo, her tone filled with strange pleasure. "Now, I’m not the same as before. I can sell a painting for 100,000 just like that. I’ll surpass you easily. I already see a brighter future ahead of me."

With that, she hung up.

Qiao Chuchu was left laughing angrily. She wanted to call and scold her back, but a vision suddenly flashed in her mind.

She saw Xia Xuechun’s life.

Xia Xuechun was discovered by a big shot, soaring to fame with art that no one understood.

And for some reason, Qiao Chuchu had offended this big shot, leading to Yucan being involved, and the situation started to turn.

The brothers unexpectedly died one by one.

The Wei Sheng family started to lose members too.

Lou Ting Si and Lou Yuejue died in a murder.

Lin Qing’s sister was raped and killed, her body left on the street.

The Lin family went bankrupt, and Lin Shen died suddenly.

And she was locked in a psychiatric hospital, her hands and feet bound, directly under house arrest by Xia Xuechun’s people.

The Long family father and son, standing beside the bed, looked at her with half-smiles.

Xia Xuechun, wearing a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg, grinned and said, "Qiao Chuchu, I’m going to marry Ji Yan Chuan now. You must be so lonely without your brothers around. Let me send my two big brothers to take care of you? I promise they’ll treat you well!"