I won't drink this anymore after Chapter 189.
Shi Jingsheng glanced at Mo Ziyuan beside him and lowered his voice: "Let's go out first."
Mo Ziyuan was unhappy, but he still followed him out.
Mo Ziyuan leaned against the wall and asked.
Why are you here so early?
"The psychologist has arrived. Come and call Yi'an," Shi Jingsheng said succinctly.
"A psychologist? When did you find one?"
"I contacted them last night. They're a team of experts from overseas. They just got off the plane early this morning," Shi Jingsheng said, tilting his head towards the stairwell.
Mo Ziyuan followed his gaze and saw a number of people sitting around the dining table in the living room. They were all dressed in professional attire, and there was an exquisite breakfast on the table, but no one had touched it. They were obviously waiting for Lin Yi'an.
Seizing the opportunity, he went straight into the room.
"Brother Yi'an, someone's here. Can I hug Yi Luo?"
The little girl has stopped crying and is now hugging the man tightly in his arms.
Lin Yi'an looked at him for a while before nodding in agreement.
"Okay, you stay with Yiluo for now, I'll go out and take a look."
"good."
As soon as Lin Yi'an left, he immediately went to the bedside. Lin Yiluo was staring at him with her round eyes wide open. Mo Ziyuan's heart softened, and he suddenly hugged the little girl into his arms.
"Yi-an asked me to hug you, so I'll hug you back. Hug me back too."
Lin Yiluo didn't want to be hugged, but Mo Ziyuan hugged her very tightly, and she only felt more comfortable when she hugged him back.
Lin Yi'an and Shi Jingsheng walked downstairs side by side. The psychologists in the living room immediately stood up and nodded in greeting. Lin Yi'an remained calm and simply raised his hand and waved lightly: "No need to be polite, please sit down."
He didn't rush to talk about business, but instead picked up his chopsticks first.
He never had the habit of discussing matters at the dining table. Besides, Lin Yiluo and Mo Ziyuan from upstairs could come down at any time. The little girl was already frightened, and if she saw a room full of strangers, she would inevitably become nervous again. Seeing this, everyone else also picked up their cutlery, and the only sound in the large dining room was the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks.
Breakfast had just ended when the maid led the psychologists toward the study. Lin Yi'an stopped the butler and instructed him, "When Miss comes downstairs for breakfast, have the maids in the living room leave."
“Yes, sir,” the butler replied respectfully.
Shi Jingsheng added, "Prepare some fresh fruit and put it on the coffee table in the living room. It should be the kind that Yi Luo usually likes to eat."
"Understood, young master."
As the two walked toward the study, Lin Yi'an suddenly stopped, his tone hesitant.
"Should we continue giving Ilo the sedative?"
Shi Jingsheng shook his head, his tone resolute: "Stop feeding her for now. The psychologist has arrived. Try to use counseling instead of medication. It's not too late to use it when she really gets emotionally agitated and out of control."
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Upon entering the study, Lin Yi'an explained Lin Yiluo's condition in detail. After listening, the chief physician quickly made a diagnosis.
“Mr. Lin, the young lady was overly frightened because she lacks a clear understanding of sex. We need to discuss the specific counseling plan further, but we would like to meet with her as soon as possible for a preliminary assessment.”
Lin Yi'an pondered for a moment and then said, "Let's wait until this afternoon, when she's feeling better after her afternoon nap. You must be tired after getting off the plane; the maid will take you to your rooms to rest first."
After seeing the psychologist off, Lin Yi'an's brows furrowed with worry. He turned to Shi Jingsheng and said, "Do you think Yi Luo will be angry if she finds out we saw a psychologist?"
Shi Jingsheng had already considered this, and reassured him in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry, there's a way. Just say that Ziyuan was also frightened this time. These doctors are here specifically to provide psychological counseling for Ziyuan, and Yiluo is just accompanying him to chat."
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Inside the room, Mo Ziyuan held Lin Yiluo tightly in his arms, his nose rubbing against her hair. The girl was covered in Lin Yi'an's scent, crisp yet inexplicably unsettling. He knew his own scent was better; he needed to hold her tighter, to let her absorb his own.
Lin Yiluo was uncomfortable from being strangled. At first, she pursed her lips and didn't say anything, but in the end, she couldn't hold back any longer and said in a weak voice with a hint of grievance, "Loosen... loosen a little."
Mo Ziyuan finally loosened his grip a little, not out of pity, but for another purpose. He lowered his head to approach the girl's cheek, but Lin Yiluo immediately turned her head away, protesting softly, "Can we not kiss?"
Mo Ziyuan didn't force her, but gently touched her soft cheek, his tone a mix of coquettishness and assertiveness: "Then next time, it's your turn to kiss me first."
As soon as Mo Ziyuan finished speaking, Lin Yi'an pushed the door open and entered. Mo Ziyuan was still holding Lin Yiluo, but he didn't seem to feel uneasy about being caught.
"Brother Yi'an, you've arrived."
Lin Yi'an looked at the two embracing, a gentle smile spreading across his eyes: "Haven't you gone down for dinner yet?"
"I'm just about to go!" Mo Ziyuan replied immediately.
When Lin Yilu heard that they were going downstairs to eat, she immediately became uneasy and tightly gripped Mo Ziyuan's sleeve.
Lin Yi'an noticed it immediately.
"Baby, there's no one downstairs, the maids aren't here, and the kitchen has prepared lots of food. Let's go downstairs for a meal and then come back up, okay?"
The little girl neither agreed nor refused, so Mo Ziyuan simply carried her downstairs.
There was indeed no one else downstairs. Mo Ziyuan wanted her to sit on his lap, but with Lin Yi'an there, he would definitely suspect their relationship.
The girl sat at the table eating quietly, without saying a word.
There was a glass of milk on the table, and before Lin Yi'an could even push it over, the little girl got excited.
"ah!!"
The scream was sharp and urgent. Lin Yi'an's heart tightened, and he instantly understood what was happening. He immediately grabbed the milk cup and threw it into the trash can.
Lin Yilu looked at him, her eyes reddening, and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, brother... I don't want to drink milk anymore."
Lin Yi'an squatted down and gently stroked her head, his tone full of tenderness: "It's okay, we won't drink this anymore."
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