Chapter 71

Pei Youchuan's gaze pierced through the noisy crowd, like a silver-tipped spear aimed straight at Qiao Chuchu's face.

If this were a fantasy world, Qiao Chuchu felt her protective transparent barrier was already beginning to shatter.

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Pei Youchuan had just told her that she was not allowed to add anyone else on WeChat.

And then, she was caught red-handed adding someone on WeChat.

What is bad luck?

This is bad luck.

Qiao Chuchu couldn't help but feel uneasy, pondering what might happen next.

Pei Youchuan was a smooth operator, and he would never let her get away with adding someone on WeChat and then deleting them.

But some small tricks were definitely on the table.

[Although we agreed not to add outsiders on WeChat, I couldn't handle this special situation, as I might have to see the Wei Sheng Clan members frequently in the future.]

Qiao Chuchu scratched her head: [But what kind of status do I have to be able to see the Wei Sheng Clan members frequently? They are all extremely famous big shots.]

As she was thinking, Pei Youchuan spoke a few words to the person next to him and then parted ways, heading towards Weisheng Wenzhan.

Weisheng Wenzhan and Ji Yanchuan were in the VIP lounge.

This luxury cruise ship's buffet breakfast was divided into three levels, and only the wealthy and powerful could appear in this breakfast restaurant. The VIP area was even more exclusive, reserved for guests staying in presidential and deluxe suites. The door was equipped with facial recognition, and only guests staying in those suites could enter.

This area offered superior service compared to other breakfast restaurants. Out of the entire luxury cruise ship, only ten families had the privilege to enjoy this area. Coincidentally, only two families were present here at the moment.

Pei Youchuan passed through the automatically opening sensor door and sat in a position parallel to Weisheng Wenzhan.

Qiao Chuchu felt something was off and peered through the blurry glass at Pei Youchuan's figure.

Weisheng Wenzhan glanced at him coolly.

Pei Youchuan ordered a few breakfast items and then turned back, waving in Qiao Chuchu's direction.

Qiao Chuchu thought he wasn't calling her and looked around.

Pei Youchuan's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, and he pointed at her, mouthing, "You."

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It was uncomfortably quiet.

She obediently sat down in the booth.

Pei Youchuan's face was adorned with a casual and carefree smile: "Didn't eat breakfast yet?"

Qiao Chuchu gave him a strange look: "No."

[Bro, you were just yelling at me like a seagull, and now you've suddenly turned into a model of brotherly kindness. It's making me feel really uncomfortable.]

Pei Youchuan: "..."

Weisheng Wenzhan's lips curled upward: "Young Master Ji."

Ji Yanchuan, who was speaking nonstop across from him: "Hmm?"

Weisheng Wenzhan's face carried a distant smile: "Let's eat."

Ji Yanchuan was surprised: "But I haven't finished."

Wenzhan's smile didn't reach his eyes: "Eat first, I'll consider it when I get back."

Ji Yanchuan's brows furrowed slightly.

That meant he wasn't interested.

He smiled: "Alright."

Ji Yanchuan shot a glare at Qiao Chuchu with his peripheral vision.

What, not only did she badmouth him to Weisheng Wenzhan, but she also had to barge in during his business negotiations?

He glanced at Weisheng Wenzhan, who was quietly eating, and then at Qiao Chuchu, who seemed uneasy.

Since there were only the four of them here, he decided to let loose.

He smiled: "When I was in school, I heard some interesting stories."

Weisheng Wenzhan looked at him.

He picked up his black coffee, smiling meaningfully: "I heard that the eighth daughter of the Pei family was pursuing her seven older brothers."

Qiao Chuchu, sipping hot water: "Pfft!"

Pei Youchuan shot a cold glare at Ji Yanchuan: "Try spreading that rumor again."

Ji Yanchuan laughed: "Pei Youchuan, you don't need to defend your sister like that. This isn't a rumor; it's a secret many people in our circle know."

He smiled at Weisheng Wenzhan: "Mr. Weisheng, have you heard about this?"

Weisheng Wenzhan's lips carried a thought-provoking smile as he looked at Qiao Chuchu with interest: "No."

Qiao Chuchu wiped the water stains off the table, feeling the intense gazes of the two men, and began to feel uneasy.

[Ji Yanchuan, with your mouth, are you even the male lead? You look more like a gossipy old lady from the village!]

Ji Yanchuan laughed: "I'm really curious, Qiao Chuchu, what kind of mindset led you to pursue the seven brothers who raised you with great care? Don't you find it disgusting?"

Pei Youchuan slammed the table and stood up!

Qiao Chuchu retorted without backing down: "Because I like pushing the boundaries of what society defines."

Pei Youchuan: "?"

Weisheng Wenzhan: "?"

Ji Yanchuan: "?"

She leaned back on the sofa, exuding confidence, and crossed her hands: "They are seven handsome men who treat me well. When I'm sick, they take care of me diligently. They know my likes and dislikes by heart and pamper me every day. How can I not love them?"

"When I'm broke, they go out of their way to raise money for me, even putting their lives on the line. When I'm rich, they fear they can't give me enough, buying me houses, cars, and clothes."

"When I want something, I just glance at it, lift my chin, and it's mine."

Qiao Chuchu smiled seductively, lazily crossing her legs: "But the thought of them leaving me to be with others, whether they are men or women, and sharing the love they give me, makes me furious."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"So I made my move."

Qiao Chuchu sighed, somewhat regretful: "I thought I would see my brothers struggle, torn between morality and desire, lost and restrained, liking me but not daring to say it, and ultimately wanting to devour me. But they just don't feel the same way. All my efforts were in vain."

Pei Youchuan's gaze deepened as he stared at Qiao Chuchu, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

Weisheng Wenzhan rested his chin on his hand, watching Pei Youchuan's reaction with interest.

Only Ji Yanchuan was left in the dark.

He had deliberately mocked Qiao Chuchu, but she had admitted it so gracefully that it made him look like the instigator.

Qiao Chuchu stood up and walked over to Ji Yanchuan: "My plan failed, and I've already apologized to my brothers. If you're trying to provoke my sense of morality or make me feel ashamed, I'm sorry to tell you, I have no morality, and I don't feel ashamed."

She smiled with hidden daggers: "If I had morals, I wouldn't have pursued my brothers. I'm a pervert, and I want seven handsome men. Only more, never less."

She leaned down, her hands resting on the table: "Do you have anything else to say?"