Chapter 68

...Headache.

It felt like a gold miner was chipping away at gold inside his head.

Pei Youchuan groaned and sat up in bed, looking around.

...This was Qiao Chuchu's room.

How did he end up here?

As he thought about it, his expression changed, and he quickly checked himself.

His pants were still on, but where were his clothes?!

He stumbled off the bed, shouting, "Qiao Chuchu!!"

Qiao Chuchu was sitting on the sofa drawing when she heard footsteps thundering toward her like an elephant. Before she could even look up, her chin was grabbed!

Pei Youchuan pinched her chin and scrutinized her neck carefully, as if searching for something.

She irritably pulled away. "Are you still drunk?!"

Pei Youchuan stepped back, staring at her intently. "Where's my shirt?"

Qiao Chuchu was baffled. "On the floor in your room."

Pei Youchuan turned and went to his room, finding his shirt exactly where she said.

He quickly put it on and returned to Qiao Chuchu, his expression frantic. "Why was my shirt on the floor?"

Qiao Chuchu was speechless. "How should I know? If your shirt was on the floor, you must have taken it off yourself."

Pei Youchuan hugged himself, panic written all over his face. "Why would I take my shirt off?"

Qiao Chuchu: "? How would I know why you took your shirt off?"

She sipped her hot water with disdain.

【And it wasn't just taking off his shirt. He also straddled me like a creep! Commanding me not to add anyone on WeChat!】

【He even admitted that he burned all the love letters I received during my teenage years, and when I asked why, he just got angry.】

【And then he started crying before me. Clearly, he was just venting his bad mood on me.】

Pei Youchuan: "..."

The memories finally flooded back, ten minutes too late.

——"Actually, Xia Xuechun is a lot like you. We all think so, but no one ever told you."

——"Back in school, you got a lot of love letters. I didn't like it, so I burned them all."

——"No reason. We just wanted to do it. No one can stop us, our brothers."

He flipped Qiao Chuchu onto her back, straddling her waist, looking down at her from above.

Under the dim table lamp, Qiao Chuchu's panicked eyes glistened like rippling water.

In that moment, he really wanted to make her cry, to see those watery eyes spill over with tears, whimpering as she called him "Third Brother."

He suppressed the urge with great effort, glaring at her threateningly. "Qiao Chuchu, I'm warning you. I won't be adding any WeChat friends, and you better not either. Got it?"

Pei Youchuan was utterly horrified by the memory. "What the hell did I do?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Qiao Chuchu sipped her tea and smirked. "You were just acting out drunk. You even dragged someone else's boyfriend to sing love songs with you, boasting that you could sing in a falsetto."

Pei Youchuan: "?"

His memory rewound again, recalling Qiao Chuchu holding a microphone and singing with him.

When he saw her, he thought he was dreaming and reached out to touch her face.

"Damn!!" Pei Youchuan suddenly howled, grabbing his hair. "Ahhhhhhh, just kill me now!!!"

He darted back to his room like a monkey, quickly showered, changed into fresh clothes, and bolted out the door!

Just before leaving, he warned Qiao Chuchu, "Forget last night! No one is allowed to talk about it!"

Qiao Chuchu watched him with the same look she'd give a monkey escaped from the zoo. "I've already forgotten."

Pei Youchuan sighed in relief and turned to leave.

But—

He turned back to warn her again. "The part about not adding strangers on WeChat is settled between us. Forget everything else!"

With that, he slammed the door shut.

Sitting on the sofa, Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Her seven brothers were on the verge of going full villain, with only Pei Buxian and Pei Che showing clear signs of latent villainy.

Pei Youchuan didn't seem like he was going dark; he seemed more like he was going feral, like a seagull flapping around and slapping tourists.

In the original storyline, he wasn't that dark either; he was a lively character around Xia Xuechun.

He took her on roller coasters, skydiving, and for ice cream.

When Xia Xuechun was in a bad mood, he rented a helicopter to show her the entire city's night view, setting off the most dazzling fireworks that almost filled half the sky...

Wait a minute.

Qiao Chuchu suddenly realized with a puzzled hiss.

She now understood that the things Pei Youchuan did with Xia Xuechun were all things he had done with her before they fell out.

It was Pei Youchuan who took her to see the night scenery when she was in a bad mood, secretly brought her to ride the roller coaster that her eldest brother forbade, shared ice cream with her, and set off fireworks that lit up the entire sky.

After she died, Pei Youchuan actually repeated all the things they had done together with Xia Xuechun?!

So, she was just a tool to train a bunch of handsome side characters into the perfect fit for Xia Xuechun.

Qiao Chuchu picked up a mirror and looked at herself sadly. "Ah, aside from money, beauty, extraordinary intelligence, and a shameless spirit, I have nothing."

She grinned cheekily and happily ran out the door.

Time to go have fun!~

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Weisheng Wenzhan's secretary followed him diligently, holding a tablet. "Mr. Wei, as you requested, Ms. Qiao and her family have been arranged in suites on the same floor as yours."

Weisheng Wenzhan nodded.

He knew Qiao Chuchu was on this ship, but he had been too busy until today to make time to approach her.

He stepped onto the spiral staircase and began to climb.

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She widened her eyes in surprise.

Weisheng Wenzhan sensed her gaze and met her eyes, raising an eyebrow imperceptibly.

And just like that, they met.

Weisheng Wenzhan narrowed his eyes, his gaze unwavering, like a wolf's. He walked steadily, maintaining eye contact with her.

Qiao Chuchu stood frozen, staring at the approaching man.

His skin was as pale as snow, dressed in a perfectly pressed black suit, his proportions impeccable. He wore an expensive watch, exuding an aura of dominance and detachment from the mundane.

He was strikingly handsome, with fox-like narrow eyes and a red, slightly curved smile that seemed to tempt without fully doing so.

A wolf king.

He truly was a wolf king!

She felt almost suffocated by his presence, yet her gaze couldn't tear itself away, sticking firmly to his face.

They passed each other.

Weisheng Wenzhan coolly averted his gaze.

Qiao Chuchu's eyes remained fixed on his profile, watching him leave.

Weisheng Wenzhan's secretary was unnerved, muttering softly, "Why is Ms. Qiao staring at you like that?"

Weisheng Wenzhan didn't care. "Don't worry about it."

Many people had stared at his face intently before.

Qiao Chuchu stared blankly at his retreating back, then opened her phone and tapped on her comic.

On the cover, a cold, handsome man looked down with disdain, his eyes filled with aloofness and solemnity.

This was the comic protagonist she had created through her imagination, a popular character whose merchandise sold like hotcakes and who had even collaborated with various food brands. A devoted, handsome comic son.

And he looked exactly like the man who had just walked by!

It was as if her comic character had come to life!

She was so excited she almost cried:【My son!】

Weisheng Wenzhan: "?"