Once Qin Xi regained consciousness, no one in the Qin family, except for Qin Cheng, could control him. All the servants basically avoided him and dared not approach his bedroom, keeping him at bay like the plague.

When Ruan Qing'an arrived at the door, the door she had damaged had not yet been repaired and was only half-closed, so no one dared to come in.

She pushed open the door and went in. The mess in the room had been cleaned up, and the curtains were unusually open, letting in the sunlight. Ruan Qing'an subconsciously looked towards the window.

"Liar sister, you've finally arrived."

Qin Xi sat on the window frame, propping her face up with one hand. Her dog-like eyes were slightly upturned, and the smile on her lips revealed her slightly pointed canine teeth.

His smile was docile, his voice sweet. When Qin Xi wasn't having an attack, he was like a large dog that would wag its tail obediently, with a sunny and clean smile, full of youthful charm.

But if you are really fooled by his appearance, then what awaits you is probably to be swallowed up.

Ruan Qing'an closed the bedroom door behind him and squinted his eyes.

Before she could speak, Qin Xi suddenly said, "Ruan Qing'an, 24 years old. At 17, she was forced to drop out of high school because her father made trouble for her because she couldn't afford the tuition. After that, she was forced to start working in society."

“But because my father was an alcoholic and gambler for many years, no matter how much money we earned, he would take it all away and then lose it all at the casino.”

“A month ago, your father accidentally fell into the river while drinking late at night and drowned. As a result, all the debts he owed at the casino came to you.”

"That's probably why my sister took the risk to swindle money from the Qin family."

Qin Xi chuckled as he meticulously exposed Ruan Qing'an's background, revealing details that went far beyond what he had learned.

Ruan Qing'an's eyes darkened. She was confident that, given Qin Xi's abilities, as long as they followed her identity information, they could probably find out everything, even which route she took to school.

Seeing her silence, Qin Xi's smile deepened, and she spoke slowly and deliberately, "You've broken the rules, sister."

The cold rejection that had been hidden in his eyes finally surfaced, intense and forceful.

“Our deal was only finalized yesterday, but you’ve already broken the rules today.”

"I agree to let you stay in the Qin family as a psychologist on the condition that you don't interfere in my affairs, you liar sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Qing'an quickly stepped forward, approached Qin Xi, looked up into his dark eyes, and placed her slender fingertips directly against Qin Xi's lips.

"Little brother, since you've said I'm a liar, how much of what a liar says can be believed?"

"So, this is the first lesson your older sister is teaching you, little brother: don't believe everything a liar says—"

She paused, then added, "Especially, you're a very pretty older sister."

She was practically lying on top of Qin Xi, one hand pressed against his chest and the other against his lips, pressing Qin Xi down.

He was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses. When his body was forced to lean back, Qin Xi subconsciously supported Ruan Qing'an's waist and held her wrist, which she had placed to her lips, with his other hand.

The smile on her lips was like a vibrant flower in full bloom, dazzling and captivating, yet also like a beautifully patterned serpentine, its gaze fixed intently on him, as if about to drag him down.

"Little brother, be gentle when you touch me, or it will hurt."

Ruan Qing'an moved her wrist slightly, and Qin Xi immediately let go. Then, a red mark was visible on her fair wrist.

Her beauty was almost ghostly, yet she was so fragile that she could break easily. The lust in Qin Xi's eyes froze into a shadow, and her long legs dangled by the window.

He chuckled: "Sister, I can kick you out anytime."

"That was true before you fell into a coma, but not anymore, little brother. Your old man is reluctant to kick out the only psychiatrist who can save you."

Qin Xi was slightly taken aback, while Ruan Qing'an explained, "You are well aware of your own situation, Qin Xi. Bipolar disorder will make your condition worse and worse, and you will suffer more and more."

Hearing this, Qin Xi couldn't help but sneer. The feigned innocence on his face turned into a mocking one. When Ruan Qing'an wasn't paying attention, he turned around and pressed her against the window, his coldness growing stronger.

His large hand gripped hers tightly, pressing it firmly against the windowpane.

"Whether it hurts or not is my business, you liar sister."

"Pretending to be a psychologist, do you really think you're a doctor? Do you intend to treat me?"

Faced with Qin Xi's strong aggression and resistance, Ruan Qing'an did not react, but said: "But I know that someone who has just exhausted himself to the point of near death should rest and fall into a coma."

It was indeed abnormal. Qin Xi's self-harm was very serious, and his physical condition was also very poor. Not to mention that he had been bleeding and struggling to resist before, how could he have woken up so quickly?

The next moment, Qin Xi released Ruan Qing'an. He took a few steps back, his eyes filled with an increasingly unreadable expression. His lips still held a gentle, dog-like smile, but one could sense the aggression beneath it.

"Sister, the treatment is useless."

"My brain is constantly processing information from my surroundings. Everything I see is stored in my brain. My thoughts are constantly being processed, and I can't even control my own thoughts."

Qin Xi paused, her sarcasm growing even stronger: "What will you use to treat me? A few nice words, a few useless words of encouragement, or drugs and electric shocks? They're all useless tricks."

He rejected all treatments and all psychologists, viewing such help as a pitying yet contemptuous act of charity from a superior, normal person.

But only Qin Xi knew his own pain, his own needs, and his own desires—

"But you need to know, Qin Xi, whether or not you need treatment, you need to break down your self-imposed isolation first."

Qin Xi was slightly taken aback. He subconsciously looked up at Ruan Qing'an, but she was just leaning against the window, her leaden gray eyes focused on him, with only him in her gaze.

This feeling is strange...

Just then, Ruan Qing'an straightened up, slowly stretched, and gently stroked Qin Xi's face with her slender fingertips, smiling radiantly.

"If your punishment is just a harmless threat, then I can teach you some more fun punishments. Want to try them next time, little brother?"

“That old man paid me three times my usual salary, so of course I have to give back even better results for him to pay me more.”

Hearing this, Qin Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but a hidden sense of loss lingered in her heart. Meanwhile, Ruan Qing'an had already arrived at the bedroom door.

She turned around, yawned, and said, "I forgot to mention, responding to your SOS won't affect my making money, little brother."

"you--"

The door was closed the next moment.

Qin Xi was the only one left in the empty room. He stood there in silence for a long time before finally squatting down and burying his head in his arms.

A corner of Nguyen Thanh An's clothes, cut off by the butler, fell from beside his pocket.

Qin Xi's body was trembling almost imperceptibly—his pride wouldn't allow him to cry for help; he'd rather be trapped in hell.

But... he's really close to the breaking point, just one step away from a precipice...

【Affection Level: 15】

Outside the door, Ruan Qing'an's smile vanished completely, and she simply stared silently at the closed door.

037: [Oh my god, isn't the male lead always refusing treatment?]

"He just woke up from his coma and he's already in a hurry to cause trouble. Clearly, given Qin Xi's abilities, he has many ways to kick me out directly. He doesn't need to meet with me to talk."

Ruan Qing'an's eyes darkened slightly: "When he's not having an attack, Qin Xi is quite lucid. It's just that long-term insomnia is driving him crazy."

037 was stunned: [So he still refused therapy from a psychologist?]

"They were scared away when he had an attack, weren't they? Qin Xi didn't need to ask for help at all."

As Ruan Qing'an spoke, a slight smile played on her lips—so, she responded.

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