Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate Chapter 127 - 125: What Goes Around Comes Around

"My grandson has to go study. I’m taking off now!"

"I think my niece is coming over today, so I’ve got to go buy groceries!"

"My rooster is about to lay an egg! I have to pick an auspicious date for it. See you all later."

In the end, only Bai Cuicui and her parents remained.

"We can’t just let this go!"

"How dare you target Wen Liang with such filthy ideas! Your whole family can just wait for retribution!"

"I’m going to find the village secretary now! You all watch them and don’t let them run away!"

Bai Cuicui’s father watched the scene unfold!

He once again vented his anger on Bai Cuicui’s mother. Bai Cuicui’s mother was left with a bruised and swollen face, and Bai Cuicui looked just about the sa.

No one from the Old Zhang Family stepped in to stop him, or even said a word.

"Uncle Zhang! Please, don’t be mad at . I really didn’t know anything about this! No one in our Bai family knew! The things this crazy woman incited my daughter to do have nothing to do with !"

"I’ll divorce her right now! I’m divorcing her imdiately and telling her to get lost! Cui Cui, you go with your mother! There’s no place for you here anymore! You’ve made your bed, now lie in it!"

No one sympathized with Bai Cuicui or her mother.

Since what Wen Ying had said about Bai Cuicui was true, then the things she’d said about her mother must be true as well.

Besides, Wen Ying was Grandma Wen’s granddaughter, and now she was practically one of the Old Zhang Family.

When the village secretary and people from the sub-district office arrived, Bai Cuicui’s father imdiately told them he was divorcing his wife.

In the end, Bai Cuicui and her mother were taken away.

The Old Zhang Family was thoroughly impressed with Wen Ying, thinking the young woman was truly capable.

If Wen Ying hadn’t stepped in today, Wen Liang could have been ruined, and with him, the future of the Old Zhang Family.

As people left, they told Wen Ying one after another to co over for a al soti and visit more often. They all owed a debt of gratitude to Grandma Wen in one way or another, and they told her she could run her clinic here without any worries.

In the end, only Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang were left. Zhang Wenliang’s parents had arrived too late and missed the whole drama.

But when they learned what had happened, their gratitude toward Wen Ying was endless.

Zhang Wenliang’s parents invited Wen Ying out for a al, but she politely declined.

She just told them to have Wen Liang visit the clinic a few more tis.

Zhang Wenliang left with his parents.

Wen Ying thought of her grand plan for square dancing and couldn’t help but sigh.

’I’m just not destined to have any talent for entertainnt. I should just give up and wait for Director Wen’s variety show.’

A lot had happened over the past few days. Wen Ying decided to give herself a few days off.

She would only see one patient: the handso genius, Zhang Wenliang.

Feeling a bit bored in the clinic, Wen Ying took out the knives she had put away earlier. ’Once I’m done inscribing these, I’ll send the gun and the knives over to Uncle Zhang.’

As night fell, Wen Ying received a silk banner from the sub-district office...

The banner was inscribed with a nine-word phrase: "A Voice That Heals, A Spirit That Saves."

Wen Ying stared at the nine words. "..." She was speechless for a mont. ’Isn’t this a bit of an exaggeration?’

Even though she knew how important Zhang Wenliang was around here, Wen Ying still felt this was over the top.

’The patient isn’t even cured yet. Can I really accept this banner?’

’Wouldn’t it be wrong to accept it?’

That night, Wen Ying had a rare dream about Grandma Wen. She couldn’t see her clearly—only her back.

But Wen Ying was certain it was Grandma Wen.

Grandma Wen was surrounded by plus of black mist, walking down what seed to be an endless road.

Grandma Wen moved farther and farther away, but the black mist clung to her like a shadow.

Wen Ying looked up and saw a scene of complete nothingness. There was no sky, and the entire world was dark and heavy.

When she woke up, Wen Ying was still wondering about the aning of the dream.

They say you dream at night what you think of by day.

But Wen Ying didn’t think that was it. The dream felt like a prophecy, but she had no idea what it was foretelling.

She couldn’t divine the trajectory of her own destiny.

After breakfast, Wen Ying decided to go shopping for so new clothes.

She didn’t expect Zhang Wenliang to arrive so early.

"Sister Wen Ying, are you heading out?"

"Shopping. Want to co?"

Zhang Wenliang hesitated. People say that when won go shopping, they’re like demons. Won who would normally get tired after a short walk could shop for three or four hours straight and still be brimming with energy.

Zhang Wenliang, the genius who feared neither heaven nor earth, was, for once, a little afraid.

’Sister Wen Ying was fundantally different from other girls, but what if she was just the sa when it ca to shopping?’

Wen Ying locked the clinic door. "Since you’re free, you can co along."

"Have you made your choice?"

"I have!" ’It’s just shopping, right?’

’Sister Wen Ying saved his life—and his future was his life. What was the big deal about going shopping with her?’

"So, are you planning to rge, separate? Or kill?"

Zhang Wenliang...

"Sister Wen Ying, weren’t we talking about going shopping?"

Zhang Wenliang was stunned. ’Did the topic just change that fast?’

"I’m talking about your second personality. You need to make a decision soon. Are you planning to stay on leave from your studies forever? You’re a great talent with a bright future! How can you waste your ti like this?"

"Then... maybe I should go ho and study now?"

"If you leave, who’s going to carry my bags?"

Zhang Wenliang...

’I knew Sister Ying had ulterior motives!’

’But as a free laborer, I’m more than happy to carry her bags. Hehe.’

"Sister Wen Ying, I really don’t know what to do..." Thinking about the second personality Wen Ying ntioned, Zhang Wenliang was deeply conflicted. He hadn’t told his parents, not wanting to worry them.

"Is that Bai Cuicui?" Wen Ying stopped on the street, pointing to the side of the road.

A young woman was bundled up from head to toe, pulling along an older woman who was similarly disguised.

"It’s her and her mother, isn’t it."

Their hats were pulled down so low you could barely see their faces, but Zhang Wenliang and Wen Ying were certain it was the mother and daughter.

Perhaps because Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang were too eye-catching, Bai Cuicui and her mother’s gazes swept over toward them, filled with monstrous hatred.

The two quickly walked over, glaring at Wen Ying through gritted teeth. "If it weren’t for you, my mother and I would never have ended up like this!"

"You’re a conniving bitch! And you, Zhang Wenliang, you’re a fool!"

Wen Ying sneered at them. "So you don’t want to leave quietly? Then how about we make a big scene?"

"Auntie, Cui Cui, how can you just leave like this?" Wen Ying asked, feigning surprise and raising her voice. "The things Cui Cui did were illegal! If you run away now, that’s fleeing to escape justice!"

Zhang Wenliang nodded, his voice just as loud. "That’s right! Even though your sche didn’t succeed, it’s still attempted cri! You will be held legally responsible!"

Bai Cuicui and her mother were both dumbfounded.

"Cui Cui and I have already been left holess! Do you really have to drive us to our deaths? How can your hearts be so cruel and vicious!"