064 brought back a little stray cat.
Chi Wanwan's hand failed to land on Xie Yaoyao's face; Xie Yaoyao grabbed her wrist mid-air.
She flung it away violently.
Wearing kitten heel slippers, Chi Wanwan suddenly lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
She fell very badly, and even her underwear was showing.
Xie Yaoyao quickly went over and covered Xie Ziyu's eyes, saying, "You're looking at something dirty."
With her other hand, she covered Doubao's eyes.
She remembered that Doubao was also a younger brother, so she couldn't let Chi Wanwan taint her eyes.
Chi Wanwan quickly pulled her nightgown down, only to find her chest feeling cold. She looked down and her face turned green.
"I'm going to kill you all, kill you all."
"Murderer is against the law, lady. Are you ignorant of the law?" Xie Yaoyao couldn't help but retort.
Chi Wanwan glared at her fiercely, then got up from the floor, leaning on a chair. "You surnamed Xie, I'm not done with you yet."
After saying that, she stormed upstairs.
As she passed by Uncle Jian, she bumped into him forcefully, and Xie Yaoyao quickly reached out to support him.
"Uncle Jian, are you alright?"
Uncle Jian shook his head. "I'm fine."
Xie Yaoyao stared at Chi Wanwan's back, a complex emotion flashing across her eyes.
Chi Wanwan's character is completely unworthy of Huo Yanxi.
She would never allow such a cancer to exist around Huo Yanxi.
Furthermore, she should also seek revenge on her for the houseboat that burned down five years ago.
After breakfast, Xie Yaoyao went to give Huo Zidu a lesson.
Huo Zidu has been quite cooperative lately and hasn't been causing trouble in class.
Xie Yaoyao wasn't that mentally exhausted; she went to make lunch after class.
She prepared three dishes and a soup, all of which were the home-style dishes that Huo Yanxi had been used to eating lately.
After the food was prepared, she packed it into a thermos, and Uncle Jian asked the driver, Lao Lin, to deliver it to the company.
Huo Yanxi is not at the company.
He was at Lu Zhi's house.
Lu Zhi has a psychological treatment room in his home, which is set up specifically for Huo Yanxi.
He is the head of the Huo Group, a sensitive figure whose frequent visits to hospitals can cause stock price fluctuations.
so.
Whenever he has psychological problems, he goes directly to Lu Zhi's home for treatment.
Lu Zhi was awakened by the doorbell. He moved his arm and found a woman with long, loose hair resting on his arm.
He sat up almost instantly.
His hangover gave him a splitting headache, and he looked at the woman lying on his bed, his brows furrowing deeply.
It's Song Wu.
The youngest daughter of the Song family, and his mortal enemy.
Song Wu's snow-white arm was exposed outside the blanket, along with her shoulder, which was also exposed to the air.
The snow-white skin was covered with shocking hickeys.
This shows how intense their fight was last night.
Lu Zhi raised his hand to cover his forehead, his already aching head throbbing even more; drinking had ruined his life.
He actually took this little vixen to bed.
His days are numbered from now on.
The doorbell was still ringing, along with his cell phone. He frowned when he saw Song Wu on the bed.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were about to wake up at any moment.
Lu Zhi quickly got out of bed, picked up his phone and silenced it, and the person on the bed fell asleep again.
The phone stopped ringing, but the doorbell rang again.
Lu Zhi found a bathrobe, put it on, and hurriedly went out of the bedroom to open the door.
Huo Yanxi stood at the doorway.
His face was pale, and his lips were bloodless, like a damp male ghost that had just crawled out of the eighteenth level of hell.
Lu Zhi looked at him in surprise.
This was the first time in four years that Huo Yanxi had come to him on her own initiative without him having to ask her repeatedly.
"Yanxi, what brings you here? Come in quickly."
Lu Zhi stepped aside and ushered the person into the house.
Huo Yanxi immediately noticed the red high heels lying askew in the entryway.
Moving the gaze forward, one sees men's and women's clothes scattered on the ground, layered upon each other, creating an extremely ambiguous scene.
Huo Yanxi's expression was cold. "Did I disturb you?"
Lu Zhi didn't want his good friend to witness this scene, so he quickly bent down, picked up the clothes, and stuffed them under the sofa cushions.
"It's nothing. I had a few drinks last night and brought a little stray cat back with me."
Huo Yanxi declined to comment.
When Lu Zhi noticed that his gaze was fixed on his chest, he looked down.
His robe was slightly open, revealing bloody scratches from his fingernails on his chest.
He coughed lightly and adjusted his bathrobe. "Yanxi, shall we go to the treatment room?"
Even though Lu Zhi was in dire straits, he was a psychologist.
The moment Huo Yanxi appeared before him, he knew his condition was serious.
Huo Yanxi nodded proudly.
Lu Zhi led the way, and the two entered the treatment room, where Lu Zhi locked the door.
Turning her head, she saw Huo Yanxi already sitting down on the treatment chair with practiced ease.
Lu Zhi poured a glass of warm water, walked over and placed it beside him, then sat down in the swivel chair.
"Yanxi, once treatment begins, I hope you won't hide anything from me. I'm your therapist, and I need to know everything about you."
Huo Yanxi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes. "Let's begin."
Holding the medical record in his hand, Lu Zhi filled in the date and began to ask, "How has your appetite been lately?"
Huo Yanxi told him truthfully, "That's right."
Lu Zhi ticked a box on the record. "And what about your sleep? Has your insomnia improved?"
Huo Yanxi: "I slept quite well."
Lu Zhi frowned slightly.
He eats well and sleeps well, so why does he look so bad?
Unless he intentionally concealed it.
"Yanxi, as I just said, I am your psychologist. You have to tell me the truth and there can be no secrets."
Huo Yanxi opened his eyes, sat up straight, and stared intently at Lu Zhi with his dark eyes.
Lu Zhi gave him a chill down his spine.
"I'm a little scared when you look at me like that."
Huo Yanxi pursed his thin lips tightly, and after a long while, he seemed to finally make up his mind to express his confusion.
“A mother and son came to my house, and the food they cooked tasted very similar to what Manman cooks.”
Lu Zhi seized on the key point, "So you overcame your anorexia because of this mother and child?"
"Um."
Lu Zhi narrowed his eyes. "Then what about your insomnia? Could it also be related to this mother and child?"
Huo Yanxi shook his head. "I don't know, but their presence does make me feel relaxed."
“Yanxi,” Lu Zhi, as a professional psychologist, felt it necessary to remind him, “Are you using the mother and son as a source of comfort because the food they cook tastes very similar to what Manman makes?”
Huo Yanxi's face paled slightly, and his eyes became sharp and obsessive. "No, I will not treat anyone as a substitute for Manman."
Almost instantly, Lu Zhi sensed that Huo Yanxi's emotions had become agitated and restless.
It's as if he's placed some kind of restriction on himself; once it's touched, it will rebound.
And this restriction is Chi Xiaoman.
He couldn't allow himself to betray Chi Xiaoman, even though she had long since abandoned him and didn't want him anymore.
He remained faithful to her.
Lu Zhi sometimes wondered whether Huo Yanxi's devotion was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Yanxi, calm down first, don't get stuck on this."
Lu Zhi quickly tried to dissuade him, because he knew that once a stubborn person like Huo Yanxi got stuck in a rut, it would be a vicious cycle that was hard to break.
Huo Yanxi's lips were pale, his eyes stubborn. "I want to go back to Taiping Mountain. I want to go to the dark room."
He wanted to use electric shocks to forcibly expel those inappropriate thoughts.
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