The cat didn't care. "She insisted on seeing her parents, so I hypnotized her and let her see them."
She couldn't call it an illusion; she could only explain it in simpler terms.
Ding Yongchun: "Miss Jiu, are you a psychologist?! Chu Chu has undergone hypnotherapy, but it didn't work."
The cat raised an eyebrow. "Although I'm not a psychologist, it's obvious that the psychologist you hired is not as good as me."
Ding Yongchun was excited. He pleaded with Maomao, "Miss Jiu, could you be Chuchu's psychologist? She's finally showing signs of improvement after continuous treatment, I..."
He was a little anxious, "As long as you cure Chuchu, the Donghuang Auction House is yours for the taking!"
"Give it to me?" Cat had to admit, she was tempted.
Ding Yongchun nodded without regret, "Yes, it's for you."
He gave a bitter laugh as he spoke, "I've dedicated my whole life to the auction house, and I prided myself on being invincible. But when my only son fell seriously ill, I couldn't even keep him alive..."
Now, Chuchu is my only family. I don't know how many more years I have to live. The auction house isn't the most important thing anymore. I just hope that Chuchu can live a normal life, happy and healthy.
He looked at the cat and said, “Miss Jiu, I won’t misjudge you. You are someone I can entrust with my life. The auction house has been given to you, and it may become even more glorious.”
Taking over Donghuang directly is definitely the most advantageous way for Maomao, especially since Ding Yongchun is giving it away for free!
Although this was an incredible bargain, the cat simply couldn't agree to it.
"I don't want your auction house." Cat refused without hesitation.
Ding Yongchun became anxious, "Why? Don't you trust me? Or are you unwilling to be Chuchu's psychologist?"
“Did I not explain myself clearly? I’m here to discuss cooperation, not to extort you.” Maomao looked at Ding Yongchun. “Besides, I’m very busy and don’t have time to be a psychologist for your granddaughter.”
Before Ding Yongchun could say anything, Maomao continued, "Besides, your granddaughter doesn't need a psychologist. She just can't accept that her parents are dead. I can help her accept it."
In other words, I can restore her to normal, but only if it's my own choice, not because you hired me.
Ding Yongchun understood, "As long as you can cure her, I'll say anything!"
Ding Chu looked at them and sensed that they seemed to have finished talking, so he tentatively lowered his hands from his ears.
Ding Yongchun looked at Ding Chu, "Chu Chu, do you really like Miss Jiu?"
Ding Chu subconsciously looked at the cat, but in fact, she didn't know the cat's name.
"My name is Jiu Maomao." Maomao seemed to be able to read minds.
Ding Chu nodded.
Ding Yongchun was delighted. "Miss Jiu, how will you help Chuchu? How do you need my cooperation?"
Cat wrote down her phone number for Ding Chu, "You can call me, text me, or come to Beijing to visit me."
Ding Chu looked at the string of phone numbers, then slowly picked up her phone and somewhat awkwardly typed them into it.
Ding Yongchun was deeply moved by this scene.
Ding Chu's mental state prevented her from concentrating on anything, including simple things like playing on her phone.
The cat stood up; she was leaving.
Ding Chu grabbed the cat with some concern, not wanting her to leave.
The cat looked down at her and said, "You already have my phone number, so I can't stay here and play with you all the time."
Ding Chu slowly loosened his grip.
Ding Yongchun instructed the servants to watch the door while he personally took the cat out.
Watching the cat's departing figure, Ding Yongchun recalled the calm and composed manner she had when talking to him, and sighed. She could even directly refuse the Donghuang Auction House, not because she wasn't tempted, but because she knew how to restrain herself.
A person like that wouldn't just set her sights on a small auction house, but on a much larger market!
Ding Yongchun returned to Ding Chu's bedroom and patiently asked her, "Chu Chu, tell Grandpa, why do you like Miss Jiu?"
Ding Chu wrote in her notebook: She can bring her parents to see Chu Chu.
Upon seeing this, Ding Yongchun knew it was the effect of hypnosis, and he saw a glimmer of hope in his heart.
...
Because it was getting late, the cat didn't go back to Beijing, but instead found a hotel to stay in.
She wanted the presidential suite.
There are only two suites on each floor. After you get off the elevator, turn left and then right.
The cat walked to the door of the room, but heard a noisy noise coming from inside.
"Lawrence! You keep saying you love me, yet you've been cheating on me! And you've even gone for this little greenhorn!"
"You little slut, you've only just debuted and you're already sleeping with the director! You've got some skills!"
"Waaaaah, Director Lawrence, help! Kang Jiao, let me go! Don't you know how you got involved with Director Lawrence? What right do you have to talk to me like that? Waaaaah, let go of my hair!"
Who do you think you are to talk back to me!
"Both of you, stop right now!"
The cat stood at the door, picked up its room key card, 20A, but the key card on the door was 20B...
You went to the wrong place.
Just as she was about to leave, the door suddenly opened!
The chubby Lawrence came out, clutching his coat and fastening his belt.
He saw the cat, and his fat face showed a hint of surprise, but he said nothing and walked away hurriedly as if he hadn't seen her.
"Lawrence! You stop right there!"
Kang Jiao then ran out, and she saw the cat too!
Kang Jiao suddenly froze on the spot, her face displaying a complex mix of surprise, embarrassment, awkwardness, and shame. Finally, she turned and ran away, catching up with Lawrence who had just entered the elevator.
Anyway, it's all been discovered.
The cat slowly pushed open some doors and saw a slender woman in the spacious room. She was facing the floor-to-ceiling window with her back to the cat. The woman slowly picked up the clothes from the sofa and put them on at a leisurely pace.
This appearance is nothing like the little star who was crying and sobbing just now.
She tossed her hair, picked up her phone, and made a call.
"The plan is going smoothly; Kang Jiao has already come to catch them in the act."
I don't know what they said on the phone, but she just hummed in response and hung up.
However, she was humming a song as she slowly put on her stockings, relaxed and oblivious to the cat.
But the cat saw her.
Cat turned and left, feeling amused. She vaguely remembered this little star; wasn't he the artist newly signed by Extraordinary Entertainment in this year's "Extraordinary Original" talent show?
Is she targeting Lawrence or Kang Jiao? Who is she working with on this "plan"?
Anyway, she's happy to see it happen with whoever it is.
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