Chapter 72

Ji Yanchuan's mouth twitched, and he spoke sarcastically, "You're really honest, aren't you?"

Qiao Chuchu replied with a smile, "Yes, my biggest virtue is honesty. Unlike you, your mother was a mistress who got herself into the family, and your father hid it from his then-legal wife."

Ji Yanchuan's expression gradually faded.

Qiao Chuchu's eyes were full of mockery. "You, who are the product of moral decay, dare to laugh at others for lacking moral integrity?"

Ji Yanchuan raised his hand to attack her!

Qiao Chuchu slapped his hand down on the table!

"Clang!" The loud noise startled the waitstaff.

Qiao Chuchu stood over Ji Yanchuan, pressing him down, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Your own father is a philandering scoundrel, and you, during your engagement, were entangled with other women. You're just a potential scoundrel yourself."

Ji Yanchuan's breathing became rapid, like a cat whose fur had been ruffled, too angry to speak.

She smiled triumphantly, "Look around at the rest of us here. Who else is the child of a mistress like you? What makes you think you're qualified to mock me?"

"Wake up."

"Given your father's character, if you were a girl, you wouldn't even be here."

Qiao Chuchu straightened up and left with a cold laugh, "I'm outta here."

Her back was proud and aloof, but inside, she was screaming, *【I'm the cold, ruthless villainess who’s back from the dead to groom the male supporting characters!】*

*【It turns out that the image you project to the world is entirely up to you!】*

*【I’m freaking amazing!!】*

*【Mock me for being a psychopath? Then I’ll show you a psychopath! As long as I have no morals, no one can use them to manipulate me!!】*

*【I won this verbal battle. Ji Yanchuan will probably cry himself to sleep tonight.】*

*【And me?】*

*【Ha!】*

*【My breasts have never been blocked in my entire life!】*

*【I’m out!】*

She strode out through the automatic doors, tossing her hair back as she walked away with grace.

Pei Youchuan: "……"

Weisheng Wenzhan: "……"

They hadn't expected that Qiao Chuchu, with just a simple turn, had so many internal monologues hidden within.

Pei Youchuan watched Qiao Chuchu's retreating figure with a hint of regret.

If he had known she was this eloquent, he would have saved this scene for the Spring Festival Gala.

The two men turned their gaze toward Ji Yanchuan.

Ji Yanchuan's face was ashen. "Mr. Weisheng, I've lost my appetite. I'll take my leave first."

He stood up and left.

Pei Youchuan's heart tightened as he peered out the window.

Was Ji Yanchuan going to cause trouble for Qiao Chuchu?

He still had things to take care of.

Pei Youchuan pulled a telescope out of his pocket and locked onto Qiao Chuchu's retreating figure.

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Ji Yanchuan went right.

Ji Yanchuan showed no intention of going after Qiao Chuchu.

After hesitating for three seconds, Pei Youchuan decisively stood up to leave, only to meet Weisheng Wenzhan's penetrating gaze.

Weisheng Wenzhan lounged comfortably in the sofa, legs crossed, hands in his pockets, smiling as he watched him, "Using a telescope to spy on your sister, huh? You're well-equipped."

Pei Youchuan's urgency was instantly replaced with a surge of anger, and he stood still.

Weisheng Wenzhan broke the silence first, "Do you have something you want to say to me?"

Pei Youchuan raised an eyebrow, "Why do you ask?"

"I saw you when I added Qiao Chuchu's WeChat," Weisheng Wenzhan took a sip of his coffee, "You were glaring at me."

Pei Youchuan's eyelid twitched, his breathing steadied, and he spoke lightly, "It can't be helped. My sister is beautiful, comes from a good family, and there are too many bad people out there. As her brother, I have to scrutinize every man who gets close to her. If my gaze offended you earlier, I'm sorry."

He grinned, "I meant it on purpose."

Weisheng Wenzhan smiled along, "Pei Youchuan, CEO of Beidou Company, your mobile game company has done remarkably well, with top rankings in both domestic and international revenue streams. You're quite the young achiever."

His eyebrows arched, his posture relaxed, "But are you out of your mind? Talking to me like this."

Pei Youchuan: "?"

Weisheng Wenzhan tilted his head, sizing him up, his smile turning cold, "Even if you are from the Pei family, I've heard about your family's methods, but I, Weisheng Wenzhan, am not someone to be trifled with. Show some respect when speaking to your elders."

"Otherwise…"

He chuckled merrily, "I might just have to… deal with your sister—"

Pei Youchuan grabbed him by the neck and slammed him onto the sofa!

"Don't you dare think about my sister!" Pei Youchuan, like a panther with explosive strength, fiercely tightened his grip around his throat, "She's not someone you can touch!!"

The waitstaff hurried over to intervene but hesitated to touch the VIPs. "Sir, please calm down! Be friendly!"

Pei Youchuan shook off the onlookers, grabbed Weisheng Wenzhan's collar, and growled, "Weisheng Wenzhan, I don't care who you are, but we're both men, and I can see it. You're twenty years older than her! Stay away from her!"

Weisheng Wenzhan, unfazed, let himself be hoisted by the collar, and smirked, "Why the rush? I wasn't talking about myself. I don't waste time on romantic entanglements. I was just playing matchmaker for my brother."

Pei Youchuan froze.

Weisheng Wenzhan blinked, "You know, Weisheng Huailing, who's even a year younger than Qiao Chuchu."

He smiled confidently, "My brother fell head over heels for Qiao Chuchu at first sight and wants to marry her."

Pei Youchuan's head buzzed, "I won't allow it!"

Wenzhan ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‍calmly retorted, "You won't allow it because my brother is deaf and not fully capable, or because you wouldn't allow it for any capable man?"

Pei Youchuan: "?"

Weisheng Wenzhan leaned forward, his gaze sharp as a poisoned blade, smiling at him, "Qiao Chuchu just said that she gets angry thinking about you eventually being with someone else, but I don't think that's what she really feels, because if she were truly angry, she'd act like you do."

Pei Youchuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his fingers tightening, on the verge of a homicidal frenzy.

Wenzhan laughed even more gleefully, his tone full of amusement, "On the surface, you're scrutinizing men who approach your sister, but in reality, you're driving away all intruders. The tug-of-war between rationality and desire—it's just a bit of spice in an otherwise dull life."

"Now I understand what Qiao Chuchu meant by 'interesting.'"

Weisheng Wenzhan stared at him openly, smiling, "On the surface, you're her brother, but in the shadows, you're a man."

Pei Youchuan's face drained of color, but he clenched his teeth, like a lion defending his territory, "Don't waste your breath on me. If you dare hurt her, I'll take you down with me. You may be Weisheng Wenzhan, but we both only have one life!"

Weisheng Wenzhan looked puzzled, "Why do you assume I'd hurt her?"

Qiao Chuchu called him her son in her mind, and he never expressed any dissatisfaction.

He had been more than indulgent with her.

Pei Youchuan sneered, "Anyone who doesn't meet the Weisheng family's expectations disappears. Should I continue?"

Weisheng Wenzhan's smile vanished instantly, glancing at the surrounding waitstaff.

The waitstaff scattered quickly, pretending not to have heard anything.

Weisheng Wenzhan sighed, genuinely puzzled, "You know, with the Pei family being so powerful, I wonder why there are only a few of you left now?"

Pei Youchuan narrowed his eyes but didn't answer.

Wenzhan smiled kindly again, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to Qiao Chuchu. She's quite important to me."

Pei Youchuan: "?"

He grabbed a fork from the table.

Weisheng Wenzhan raised an eyebrow, unperturbed, "Such strong possessiveness yet you still restrain yourself. If I were you, I would have already claimed my place."

Pei Youchuan's eyelid twitched, his disgust evident, "Don't think our family is as twisted as yours."

Weisheng Wenzhan didn't get angry, "Do you want to know what's truly twisted?"

He suddenly lunged forward!

Pei Youchuan prepared to counterattack, but saw Weisheng Wenzhan's hand slide forcefully across the fork!

Blood splattered across both their faces!

Pei Youchuan staggered back, shocked, looking at Weisheng Wenzhan, who was holding his hand.

Blood was gushing from his carotid artery.

Weisheng Wenzhan didn't even flinch, pulling out his phone to video call Qiao Chuchu.

Pei Youchuan's face changed, rushing to grab the phone, "Don't call her!"

Qiao Chuchu, who had been playing with her phone, answered instantly, "What's wrong, Mr. Weisheng?"

Weisheng Wenzhan held his phone, a drop of blood still lingering at the corner of his eye, as he raised his hand, revealing his wrist dripping with fresh blood, to show Qiao Chuchu.

"Could you come back to the private room for a moment? Your brother injured me."

Qiao Chuchu: "!"

She was shocked, her gaze shifting away as she noticed Pei Youchuan standing behind Weisheng Wenzhan.

He still held a fork stained with blood, looking utterly lost as their eyes met: "Qiao Chuchu..."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."