... Headache.
It hurt like a gold miner was chiseling gold inside his head.
Pei Youchuan groggily sat up in bed, looking around.
... This must be Qiao Chuchu’s room.
How did he end up here?
Pei Youchuan’s expression changed as he thought, and he quickly checked his body.
His pants were still on, but where was his shirt?!
He staggered off the bed, “Qiao Chuchu!!”
Qiao Chuchu, sitting on the sofa and drawing, heard footsteps pounding toward her like an elephant. Before she could even look up, her chin was grabbed!
Pei Youchuan tightly squeezed her chin, inspecting her neck closely, as if searching for something.
She struggled impatiently, “Are you still drunk?!”
Pei Youchuan took a few steps back, staring at her intently, “Where’s my shirt?”
Qiao Chuchu was confused, “It’s on the floor of your room.”
Pei Youchuan turned toward the room and, sure enough, found it on the floor.
He hastily put his shirt on and returned to Qiao Chuchu, his expression frantic, “Why is my shirt on the floor?”
Qiao Chuchu was speechless, “What do you think? If it’s on the floor, you must have taken it off yourself.”
Pei Youchuan, still bewildered, hugged himself, panic written all over his face, “Then why did I take my shirt off?”
Qiao Chuchu: “? How should I know why you took your shirt off?”
She disdainfully sipped some hot water.
【And it wasn’t just taking off his clothes, he even sat on top of me like a freak! Ordering me not to add anyone on WeChat!】
【And then he said he burned all the love letters from his teenage years, but wouldn’t answer why, just being all arrogant.】
【And then, he cried before I even did. Clearly, he was taking out his frustration on me.】
Pei Youchuan: “...”
The memories finally came rushing back, but with a ten-minute delay.
—“Actually, Xia Xuechun is a lot like you, all of us brothers think so, but no one told you.”
—“When we were in school, you had a lot of love letters, I didn’t like them, so I burned them all.”
—“There’s no reason. We just wanted to do it. What we want to do, no one can stop us brothers.”
He flipped over, pressing Qiao Chuchu under him, straddling her waist as he towered over her.
In the dim light from the desk lamp, Qiao Chuchu’s panicked eyes shimmered.
At that moment, he really wanted to make her cry, to see those watery eyes fill with tears as she cried out for him, calling him “third brother.”
He fought down the impulse, staring into her eyes, his voice dark with threat: “Qiao Chuchu, I warn you, I won’t add you on WeChat. Don’t you dare add me. Do you understand?”
Pei Youchuan, battered by the weight of his own memories, incredulously questioned himself, “What the hell did I just do?”
Qiao Chuchu held her tea cup, sneering coldly: “You were throwing a drunken tantrum, pulling people’s boyfriends to sing love songs, and then said you’d sing the female parts in falsetto.”
Pei Youchuan: “?”
He replayed the memories in his head, thinking of the moment when Qiao Chuchu had held the microphone and sung with him.
When he saw her, he thought he was dreaming, reaching out to touch her face.
“Damn!!” Pei Youchuan suddenly let out a loud howl, grabbing his hair, yelling: “Ahhhhh, just kill me already!!!”
He ran back to his room like a monkey, quickly took a shower, changed into new clothes, and rushed out the door!
As he reached the door, he turned back to warn Qiao Chuchu: “Forget about what happened last night! No one is allowed to talk about it!”
Qiao Chuchu looked at him as if she were looking at a monkey that had escaped from a zoo: “I’ve already forgotten.”
Pei Youchuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.
But—
He turned back again to warn her: “The thing about not adding strangers on WeChat? We’ve settled that. Everything else, just forget about it!”
With that, he slammed the door behind him.
Qiao Chuchu, sitting on the sofa: “...”
Her seven brothers were only one step away from turning dark, and so far, it seemed like only Pei Bu Xian and Pei Che’s latent darkening was evident.
Pei Youchuan didn’t seem to be darkening. He seemed more like an animal, like a seagull jumping around and slapping tourists across the face.
Actually, in the original plot, he wasn’t that dark. He was more of a lively character around Xia Xuechun.
He had taken Xia Xuechun on roller coasters, gone skydiving, and eaten ice cream together.
When Xia Xuechun was upset, he rented a helicopter to show her the city’s nightscape, setting off the most magnificent fireworks, filling half the sky with light...
Hmm? Wait.
Qiao Chuchu let out a confused hiss.
It wasn’t until now that she realized everything Pei Youchuan did with Xia Xuechun were the exact same things he had done with her before they had fallen out!
It was Pei Youchuan who took her to see the nightscape when she was upset, and it was him who secretly took her to ride the roller coasters that their older brother definitely forbade, ate ice cream, and set off fireworks for her to see.
After she died, Pei Youchuan used everything they had done together on Xia Xuechun?!
So, she was nothing but a tool for raising a devoted dog, training a bunch of handsome side characters to become the perfect companions for Xia Xuechun!
Qiao Chuchu sadly picked up a mirror to look at herself: “Sigh, other than my money, beauty, extraordinary wisdom, and shameless spirit, I have nothing.”
She laughed wickedly, joyfully running out the door.
Off to have some fun! ~
Meanwhile...
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan’s secretary diligently followed behind him with a tablet: “Mr. Wei, as per your request, Miss Qiao and her family have been arranged in a suite on the same floor as yours.”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan nodded.
He knew Qiao Chuchu was on this ship, but he had been so busy until now that today was the first time he finally had time to approach her.
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He stepped onto the spiral staircase and walked up.
Qiao Chuchu, holding onto the railing, descended the stairs and accidentally glanced at Wei Sheng Wen Zhan.
She widened her eyes in surprise.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan sensed her gaze, met her eyes, and raised an eyebrow ever so slightly.
So they met.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan narrowed his eyes, like a wolf, his gaze unflinching, as he walked and locked eyes with her.
Qiao Chuchu stood still, dumbfounded, watching the man as he slowly approached.
The man’s skin was as pale as snow, dressed in a perfectly pressed black suit, with a well-proportioned figure, and a valuable watch on his wrist. His every move carried the dominance and aura of someone above all others.
He was extremely handsome, with fox-like narrow eyes, and lips that curved into a faint, slightly wicked smile.
A man like a wolf king.
A true wolf king!
She almost couldn’t breathe under his overpowering aura, yet her eyes couldn’t look away, her gaze stuck on his face.
They brushed past each other.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan coolly shifted his gaze away.
Qiao Chuchu’s gaze remained on his profile as she watched him walk away.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan’s secretary, creeped out by the stare, murmured softly: “Why does Miss Qiao keep staring at you?”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan wasn’t concerned: “Don’t mind it.”
Many people had stared at his face.
Qiao Chuchu, still dazed, opened her phone and went to her comic.
On the cover was the cold, handsome man, looking down disdainfully, his expression full of aloof and cold arrogance.
This was the male lead of her comic, created through her fantasies, a handsome, passionate character whose merchandise was a huge hit, even collaborating with several food brands.
He looked exactly like the man she had just seen!
It was as if he had stepped out of her comic!
She was so excited she could cry: 【Son!】
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “?”