Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate Chapter 16: Isn’t the Tea-Selling Girl an Internet Scam?

[So a rich kid got scamd online? Can I laugh? sincere.jpg]

[This is such an old scam. Can’t the rich kid see it? I have like five tea-selling girls added on my phone!]

"You’ve all got it wrong. She’s not a scamr. I know all about those tea-selling girl scams, so how could I be foolish enough to fall for one?"

I’m Not a Rich Kid began to explain.

"I’ve actually known her for a long ti. We’d been chatting for a while, but I didn’t know her family grew tea trees. She’s one of the rare girls I’ve t who shares my interests and values. We even play gas together all the ti. Before, I didn’t know what a soulmate was or what kind of girl was right for . After eting her, I found out. She guides when I’m lost, plays gas with and sings to when I’m sad, and can offer a lot of professional insights when I talk about cars. She even role-plays and sends red packets during holidays. How could a person like that be a scamr?"

[Hearing the rich kid say all that, I’m starting to agree! If a scamr put in that much effort, are they even a scamr anymore?]

[I’m with the rich kid on this one!]

[Looks like the host got it wrong this ti!]

Wen Ying smiled. "So, Patient, how many red packets have you sent her?"

"The red packet limits are too small, so I always use bank transfers. I’ve only sent a little over three hundred thousand, I guess."

[HOLY SHIT! "Only" over three hundred thousand??? Hey, rich kid, you still looking for a girlfriend? Don’t be so picky about gender, I’m available!]

[I’m a master at gaming, a pro at singing, and I’m a god-tier researcher on Baidu and Wikipedia. Rich kid, check out my long legs!]

[So rich kids aren’t as smart as I thought. If she’s not a scamr, I’ll livestream myself eating shit while doing a handstand!]

"You guys really have Chacha all wrong. In all the ti we’ve known each other, she only brought it up once, asking if I liked to drink tea. I’m not a big fan, but my old man is, so she sent over several thousand worth of tea without charging a single cent."

[Then what about the other two girls? If this one is so perfect, aren’t you being a little too greedy, rich kid?]

[The comnter above asked the question on my mind. Rich kids probably think with their dicks, not their hearts!]

Seeing these comnts, the rich kid seed a little embarrassed. He didn’t know how to explain.

He really liked Chacha, but he couldn’t bear to part with the other two either.

Seeing the rich kid fall silent, Wen Ying took over. "As for one of the other young won, she’s the exact type our patient here has had a crush on since he was a child. He’s consistently been into that type for a decade, but he’s never actually t soone like that in real life. So, it’s understandable that he’s having a hard ti choosing."

"Yes, yes! Doctor Wen, you’ve read my mind. I can’t help it! What man doesn’t have a specific ’type’ of girl he’s always liked?"

I’m Not a Rich Kid imdiately defended himself.

"And the third one... she’s like our patient’s little sister, wouldn’t you say? A ’sister’ he t online. She’s a university student, and she loves sharing every little interesting detail of her life with him. She has the kind of face that just makes you feel protective, and she treats him like her real older brother, holding nothing back. Could a man who’s been single for twenty years really bear to give up a girl like that?"

[Honestly! If I t soone like that, I’d probably fall for her too!]

[My twenty years of single-guy hand speed is telling ... the reason my girlfriend’s ugly is because I’m broke!]

[The guy above is single but has a girlfriend? Don’t tell she’s made of silicone.]

The rich kid saw the comnts and felt a deep sense of resonance. He really couldn’t choose.

[Doctor Wen, please diagnose him! What kind of psychological disorder makes soone describe three-timing in such a fresh and refined way?!]