[.h: What's wrong? Can you tell me?]

She hesitated for a moment, typing and deleting words in the chat box.

[.h: Let me guess, is it related to relationships?]

She was taken aback.

【Um.】

【.h: Did you break up? 】

We broke up.

He sent me a dog patting my head emoji.

Nan Xian suddenly felt somewhat healed, and then a strong urge to confide in someone was about to burst forth from her chest.

[Xian Shi Kan Hua: You know what? My ex was a really jerk!]

He Mingxiao's heart skipped a beat when he saw this sentence.

【.h: How so?】

[He's not just a player who juggles multiple relationships, he's the kind of scum who hogs the job without doing anything! He flirts with me but doesn't give me any real response, and he backs down as soon as I make a move. What kind of scum is that?]

He Mingxiao really wanted to say something in his own defense, but then he remembered the experience Jiang Xing had shared—

When a girl complains to you about someone or something, all she needs is a listener, and all you need to do is agree with her.

The worst thing you can do is offer advice from a moral high ground, as this will greatly diminish her positive feelings towards you.

So he silently took back his words of defense.

[.h: Well, he's really not a very good person.]

[Xian Shi Kan Hua: Right! He used to be like that too, keeping me hanging on... Although he was genuinely good to me, I always felt like he was hiding a lot from me. Every time I asked him, he wouldn't tell me. I just wanted to kill him with suspense!]

He Mingxiao touched the tip of his nose guiltily.

【.h: Yeah, let him suffocate!】

For the next ten minutes or so, Nan Xian poured out her grievances to him about all the "scumbag" behaviors of her "ex".

For example, deliberately hanging around in front of you after a breakup, interfering in your life unnecessarily, being nosy, or abusing your power...

As He Mingxiao watched, he felt as if countless arrows had pierced his knees, and he had to occasionally chime in with "uh-huh" and "yes, yes."

By the time the chat ended, he was completely numb.

He Mingxiao stared at his black-screened phone, frowning as he fell into deep thought.

Am I really that bad in her eyes?

"President He." Assistant Jiang's voice sounded from behind.

He instantly regained his composure and turned around.

Assistant Jiang handed him a brain neurological examination report.

"Gu Changlin suffered severe fright and stimulation, resulting in hypersympathetic nerve activity. He has shown symptoms such as loss of mental control, incoherent speech, and manic behavior. He has been preliminarily diagnosed with phobia."

He Mingxiao casually flipped through the report, and after a moment, he spoke in a detached tone:

"He's an actor who has played mental patients before."

Assistant Jiang was startled, and a cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

"Yes, I will continue to follow up and observe."