Novel Boss
Chapter 119
Qiao Chuchu sneered, "Don't give me money as compensation. You know I don't lack money. Bring me something useful."
The system reluctantly produced a pill: "I'll give you a Strength Pill. If you take this, lifting 300 pounds will feel like lifting just one pound. But you have to take it now; it will last for eight hours."
"However, the side effect is that you'll become irritable and your words might turn harsh," the system emphasized. "The softer your personality, the worse your temper will be after taking it, like being drunk. You might regret it once you sober up."
Qiao Chuchu swallowed it without hesitation: "Whatever. Beating that murderer is what matters. I don't want to be turned into mincemeat again."
She picked up an umbrella: "I'm ready. Let's go."
The system nodded, then remembered something: "Oh, by the way, after you died, Pei Mu and Pei Ci committed suicide beside your corpse. The supporting characters started dying not because of Xia Xuechun, but because of you. I thought you should know."
Qiao Chuchu: "?"
She staggered to the mirror and stood in front of it.
She had returned to the moment before the acid was thrown at her.
Qiao Chuchu looked at her reflection in surprise.
[Pei Mu and Pei Ci actually committed suicide?]
Pei Mu and Pei Ci hurried to the women's restroom entrance: "?"
Weisheng Huailing: "?"
Pei Mu and Pei Ci exchanged glances, utterly confused.
Who had they committed suicide for?
Who was worth their lives?!
The three of them stood at the entrance of the women's restroom, wanting to go in.
But it was the women's restroom, so they could only wait.
Qiao Chuchu's thoughts echoed again: [Hmph, last time I foresaw the future and discovered a murderer wanted to kill me, throw acid at me, and chop me into pieces. I mistook it for a hallucination, but after actually dying once, I realized it was real. This time, I'll take back everything I've lost!!!]
The three of them turned pale and pushed the door open!
They saw a black figure charging at Qiao Chuchu, holding a bottle of liquid: "Die!"
Qiao Chuchu opened her umbrella!
The liquid splashed onto the umbrella, instantly turning into a puddle of water!
The man was shocked: "What?! You carry an umbrella indoors?!"
Qiao Chuchu raised the umbrella above her head and smirked: "You think I play games for nothing? My favorite character is Gongsun Li!"
The man: "?"
She threw the umbrella and charged at him: "Watch me unleash my ultimate move and kill you in one hit!!!"
The man grabbed a cleaver and swung it at Qiao Chuchu!
Qiao Chuchu lifted him over her head and slammed him into the wall!
The man's internal organs felt like they were crashing together, his face twisted in pain: "Ah!"
He was stunned.
How was she so strong?!?!?!
Qiao Chuchu, her eyes bloodshot, roared and pounced on him: "I'll avenge the two times I was doused in acid and chopped into mincemeat!!!!"
She grabbed his collar and threw him against the wall again!
Weisheng Huailing rushed forward and kicked the man!
Pei Mu and Pei Ci followed closely: "You dare try to kill my sister?!"
Pei Mu grabbed a porcelain object and smashed it against the man's head!
The porcelain shattered!
Pei Ci went into boxing mode, delivering a series of punches!
The man howled in pain!
Qiao Chuchu stood to the side, unable to join in: "Move! Let me do it! Let me!"
The two of them pushed her aside: "How can we let you do it? Let us handle it!"
She was furious: "I said I'll do it!!"
She flipped the two men over her shoulders!
Pei Mu: "?"
Pei Ci: "?"
Weisheng Huailing: "?!"
Qiao Chuchu, carrying the two men, delivered a powerful side kick to the murderer's face: "Die!!!!"
With a loud "bang," the murderer's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed, unconscious.
Qiao Chuchu, still carrying Pei Mu and Pei Ci, spat: "Trash!"
Weisheng Huailing's mouth hung open, his eyes shining with admiration: "Chuchu!"
He was excited: "You're amazing! You're so strong, so powerful! So cool!"
Weisheng Huailing gave her a thumbs-up: "I admire you so much!"
Qiao Chuchu lazily glanced at him: "You don't need to tell me. I know I'm cool."
Weisheng Huailing: "?"
Pei Mu: "?"
Pei Ci: "?"
Weisheng Huailing blinked, a bit flustered: "Are you mad at me?"
He gave her puppy eyes: "Is it because I didn't believe you earlier?"
Qiao Chuchu replied irritably: "No, I'm just annoyed."
Weisheng Huailing: "...Annoyed with me?"
She couldn't explain her frustration: "I'm annoyed with this life of fighting and killing because I'm always the one getting beaten or killed!"
Weisheng Huailing: "!"
Chuchu looked so fierce!
Qiao Chuchu, still carrying her two brothers, was drenched in sweat: "Can I go to the guest room to shower?"
Weisheng Huailing nodded eagerly: "Go to my room. I'll handle this guy."
Qiao Chuchu shook her head: "No, I'll go to the guest room. I know the way."
She glanced at the man.
[After two encounters, I finally saw his face clearly. It's the eldest son of Old Lady Zhang.]
[The same old lady who said I had no manners when my brother was hospitalized.]
[My brother rejected his investment opportunity, so he probably came to take revenge on me.]
[What a coward, coming after me for revenge?!]
She carried Pei Ci and Pei Mu away energetically: "I'll be back after I shower."
[Weisheng Huailing can handle this. He's capable and skilled. He'll take care of it.]
Weisheng Huailing: "..."
This was the first time Qiao Chuchu had complimented him on something other than his looks.
Weisheng Huailing felt a warmth in his chest and couldn't help but press his hand against his rapidly beating heart, unsure of what this emotion was.
But his lips curved into a faint smile, and his eyes sparkled with a happiness he didn't even realize.
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Qiao Chuchu threw Pei Mu and Pei Ci onto the bed!
The two of them, dressed in identical suits, bounced on the bed and huddled together, looking at her warily: "What are you doing?"
She undid her skirt and said indifferently: "Taking a shower."
Her skirt slid to the floor.
The two brothers froze, their eyes widening.
Qiao Chuchu's skirt fell, revealing her black tank top and thick thermal pants rolled up to her calves.
Pei Mu: "..."
Pei Ci: "..."
She turned and entered the bathroom. Less than ten minutes later, she came out wearing a bathrobe, her face bare, her hair wet, and sat at the vanity.
The guest room in the Weisheng household was fully equipped.
She picked up the hairdryer and, through the mirror, looked at the two men still sitting on the bed: "Dry my hair. I need to do my makeup. I'm running out of time."
Pei Ci: "? You want me to dry your hair?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Qiao Chuchu retorted: "You two don't want to?"
They exchanged glances, but before they could speak, Qiao Chuchu started drying her hair herself: "Then leave. I don't need you."
Pei Mu and Pei Ci: "?"
Qiao Chuchu ignored their stares and coldly dried her hair: [The system must be messing with me. There's no way these two would commit suicide for me after I died. They usually can't stand me. How could they die for me? Ridiculous.]
Suddenly, the hairdryer was snatched from her hand.
Pei Ci stood behind her, his face stern as he dried her hair.
Pei Mu turned her chair around and picked up the makeup samples on the table to apply her makeup.
Qiao Chuchu frowned in confusion, annoyed: "I don't need you two. Get out."
Pei Ci's eyes darkened, and he turned off the hairdryer: "Is that how you talk to your brothers?"
Pei Mu, while wiping her face, gave her a sinister smile: "Has Chuchu forgotten the punishment game that only the three of us share?"