He said he was testing Lou Ting Si!
Not directly revealing the truth!
Pei Bu Xian completely ignored Pei Fengnong's shocked gaze and calmly switched his phone to speaker mode.
"Can you hear Qiao Chuchu’s thoughts?"
As soon as he asked this question, the other Pei family brothers and the Lin siblings walked out of Qiao Chuchu’s hospital room.
Pei Bu Xian followed up with another question. "You and your son, both of you can hear Qiao Chuchu’s thoughts, right?"
The people standing at the door of the room all froze!
Lou Ting Si was a seasoned individual, someone who had been honed in the line of fire!
Even if they were suspicious, they couldn’t directly ask like this!
What if they were wrong? How would they cover this up later?!
As they were frantically thinking about how to handle the situation, a soft laugh came from the other end of the phone.
"You really figured it out, Pei Bu Xian."
Everyone: "!"
Pei Bu Xian’s face darkened, but he wasn’t surprised. "Since you’ve benefited from Qiao Chuchu’s future foresight, you should know that this world is trying to erase her. She’s in constant danger, and to protect our own lives, we must protect Qiao Chuchu. So, I need you to do me a favor."
Lou Ting Si’s voice still carried a hint of amusement. "Let’s hear it."
Pei Bu Xian was straightforward. "Just now, my sister was kidnapped. They tried to undress her, assault her, and film a multi-angle pornographic video. Their methods were malicious and professional. They’ve been arrested, but they’re insisting that it was an impulsive act. Before she was kidnapped, she had a conflict with Ji Yan Chuan."
"Of course, you should also know that my sister lost two lives today while saving a dog and Lou Yue from certain death."
"And when she had the conflict with Ji Yan Chuan, he killed her once. She lost another life and then successfully defeated him after being reborn."
"After she beat Ji Yan Chuan, she was captured in the club’s women’s restroom."
At this point, Pei Bu Xian calmly asked, "Do you have a way to investigate the truth?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, followed by the sound of a lighter flicking.
It seemed Lou Ting Si was lighting a cigarette.
The group in the hallway gradually gathered around Pei Bu Xian, holding their breath, waiting.
"Thirty minutes." Lou Ting Si’s tone had turned cold. "Wait for my call."
The phone was hung up decisively.
Pei Bu Xian lowered the phone and looked up at everyone.
The people around him all had grim expressions. They had something to say, but couldn’t find the words.
It was clear now—there was someone else who could hear Qiao Chuchu’s thoughts.
And it wasn’t just anyone—it was Lou Ting Si and his son, who were ruthless and infamous abroad.
The Lou family were dangerous people, but they had a reputation for being trustworthy in their circle.
However, who else could hear her thoughts?
Would there be more people involved?
And if more people showed up, would they be good or bad?

One hour later—
On the same floor as Qiao Chuchu’s room, two nurses in the hospital ward were quietly discussing the name on the medical record.
"I’ve seen many compound surnames, but I’ve never seen anyone with the surname 'Weisheng.'"
Another nurse lowered her voice. "She’s a big shot, you know. I heard from the head nurse that she’s outlived five husbands, and she’s a tough lady with a steady stream of handsome men visiting her. Even though she’s over forty, she looks like she’s in her early thirties, and her handsome visitors fight for her attention."
The younger nurse sighed with envy. "She’s rich, single, has a rare surname, looks amazing, and has a bunch of handsome guys chasing after her. What a life!"
A nurse hurried over and quietly warned them. "Stop talking, the big shot is here."
The three nurses quietly peeked out from behind the nurse station, looking toward the end of the hallway.
A woman sat in a wheelchair, being pushed by a handsome young man.
Although the woman looked sickly, her beauty was undeniable, like a proud red rose lazily reclining in the wheelchair.
The handsome man behind her didn’t seem very willing, his expression full of worry as if he had something on his mind.
The woman leaned back in the wheelchair, not turning around. "The money I gave you, you’ve repaid it, right?"
Li Jiahao snapped out of his thoughts, obediently nodding. "Yes, thank you, Weisheng Jie. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to pay back the money."
The woman frowned, her tone harsh. "Are you an idiot? Didn’t I tell you I don’t like being called 'Weisheng Jie'? If you’re going to call me anything, call me Yucan Jie or Weisheng Miss. 'Weisheng Jie' is not appropriate."
Li Jiahao quickly corrected himself. "Sorry, Yucan Jie."
Weisheng Yucan closed her eyes. "As we agreed, get ready for tonight."
Li Jiahao’s face turned pale as he pushed Weisheng Yucan down the VIP ward corridor.

Qiao Chuchu woke up from her nightmare, hurriedly checking her body. She let out a long sigh of relief.
She had dreamt that those people had succeeded.
No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t save herself, feeling as if her face had turned purple with fear.
Suppressing her fear, she looked around.
It seemed she was in Pei Che’s private hospital, in a VIP room.
On the bedside table was a note with Pei Che’s strong handwriting:
【If you wake up, don’t worry. We’ll go to the police station later. You’ll stay here tonight, and I’ve arranged for a nurse to take care of you. Press the bell if you need anything.】
She put down the note and got out of bed.
She needed to take a deep breath.
As she walked out of the room, she ran into a patient.
At the same time, Weisheng Yucan lazily looked up, meeting her gaze.
Qiao Chuchu, who had been feeling gloomy, was momentarily dazzled by the sudden beauty.
Weisheng Yucan also narrowed her eyes, staring at Qiao Chuchu’s face for a while before shifting her gaze.
Even when she looked away, she lingered on the thought.
It was rare to see such a charming girl without any makeup.
Her face was smooth, with a baby fat roundness, giving off a non-threatening air, but her eyes and eyebrows had the allure of a fox.
Qiao Chuchu also avoided her gaze, secretly admiring her.
【What a beautiful and seductive woman, it feels like she’s glowing from within.】
Weisheng Yucan froze, her hand subconsciously touching her head.
How strange?
Why did it feel like a girl’s voice echoed in her mind?
And it was so vivid.
While she was lost in thought, Li Jiahao unintentionally met Qiao Chuchu’s eyes and gasped, "Qiao Chuchu?!"
Qiao Chuchu was stunned. "Li Jiahao?! What are you doing here?!"
Li Jiahao’s handsome face twisted in anger as he quickly reported, "Weisheng—no, Yucan Jie, this is the one I told you about, the girl who made me pay hundreds of thousands, Qiao Chuchu!"
Weisheng Yucan looked at Qiao Chuchu without hurry.
Qiao Chuchu was stunned, taking in her appearance, when a sudden realization hit her.
Yucan Jie?
Weisheng Yucan?
Looking at the woman in the wheelchair, her aura as dazzling as ever, Qiao Chuchu covered her mouth in disbelief.
【Is this the Weisheng Yucan that Li Jiahao and Xia Xuechun ruined?!】
Weisheng Yucan: "…?"