Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate Chapter 171 - 169: The Livestream Incident, Mysterious Visit

The woman who approached was about thirty, glittering with jewels. Her exquisite makeup was frad by voluminous, wavy curls. She took off her sunglasses, her gaze landing curiously on Qin Hanyun.

"I can’t believe it’s really you. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on . Brother Han Yun, what are you doing here?"

The woman clearly knew the driver. Her gaze flickered toward Chaochao’s mother for a mont before she looked away.

’This woman looks so drab and provincial. Probably just so local asking for directions.’

"On business," Qin Hanyun said tersely.

"Brother Han Yun, are you going back to Jiang City now? I’m going back too. Let’s go together."

"Sorry, it’s not convenient."

"Let’s go."

Qin Hanyun didn’t even introduce the woman, simply turning to Chaochao’s mother.

Chaochao’s mother smiled, nodded, and left with Qin Hanyun.

The woman watched resentfully, a little confused. "Uncle Li, isn’t that woman a local?"

"I suppose so. I’m not sure either."

"Then why is she with Brother Han Yun? Are they flying to Jiang City together? Who is she?"

"I’m sorry, Miss Jin, I don’t know."

The driver already had his own suspicions, but he would never tell anyone.

He was a professional driver, and protecting his employer’s privacy was a professional driver’s first duty.

"Fine, don’t tell . I’m heading back to Jiang City anyway, so I’ll find out when I get there." The woman sauntered off, pulling out her phone and snapping a photo of Chaochao’s mother and Qin Hanyun’s retreating backs.

She then opened her "Gossip Little Princesses" group chat and quickly started typing.

Jin: Guess who I just saw?

Along with the ssage, she sent the photo she had just taken.

An’an: The people in this photo?

Jiao Jiao: That back looks like Qin Hanyun, doesn’t it? No way. The person next to him looks like so frumpy middle-aged woman. Why would he be with soone like that?

Tianxin’er: That’s definitely Brother Han Yun! I’d never mistake that back! How are you with Brother Han Yun?

Jin: Just a chance encounter. Brother Han Yun ignored . I don’t know who that frumpy woman is. She looks like so country bumpkin, but she’s flying back to Jiang City with Brother Han Yun.

An’an: Didn’t you just get to Xiangcheng? So you saw Qin Hanyun and now you’re coming back already?

Jiao Jiao: Jin-Jin is so into Brother Han Yun. Now that she’s spotted a potential rival, how could she possibly be in the mood to have fun?

Tianxin’er: What rival? You an that frumpy woman Jin ntioned? Are you kidding ? Jin herself said she looks like a frump. How could Brother Han Yun possibly be interested in her? So many socialites in our Jiang City circle want to marry Brother Han Yun, and he hasn’t given any of them the ti of day.

Jin-Jin: I have a bad feeling about this. I have to go back and figure out what’s going on. I’ll just put my sightseeing plans here on hold for now.

An’an: I really don’t get why you guys are all so obsessed with Qin Hanyun. He’s handso and rich, sure, but he’s old and has a kid. Do you really want to rush into being a mother to his child? Being a stepmom is no easy task.

Reading the group’s ssages, Jin Xiaoxiao closed her phone, satisfied. She quickly started booking a return ticket.

’It doesn’t matter if I’m not on the sa flight as Qin Hanyun. A later one is fine. The important thing is that I have to get back today and figure out what’s going on.’

Once they reached the departure lounge, Chaochao’s mother was still a bit curious. "Brother, who was that young woman just now? You’re already married, right?"

’After all, I have a child of my own. There’s no way Qin Hanyun isn’t married.’

Qin Hanyun froze for a mont at the question, his expression unreadable. Finally, he spoke. "Ah, well. You’ll find out when you get ho anyway. Your sister-in-law... she’s been gone a long ti. You have a little nephew, about three years older than Chaochao."

"I’m sorry, Brother, I didn’t know..." Chaochao’s mother said, flustered.

’She had assud her brother was living a happy, blissful life with a perfect family. She never imagined his wife had passed away so young.’

’Her brother must have had such a hard ti on his own.’

Seeing the look on Chaochao’s mother’s face, Qin Hanyun couldn’t help but chuckle. "You seem to have the wrong idea. She’s gone, yes, but she just went abroad to pursue the life she wanted. We’ve been divorced for three years."

Chaochao’s mother was a bit embarrassed.

After a brief silence, Chaochao’s mother ate so fruit from the VIP lounge.

Soon, it was ti to board the plane through the priority lane.

Chaochao’s mother was silent the whole way.

’After this plane landed, an unknown life would be waiting for her.’

’If it weren’t for Chaochao, she wouldn’t want to change her life at all.’

So people live a hard life, yet in the eyes of others, their sacrifices are seen as nothing more than self-indulgent acts, unworthy of sympathy.

But could the bond between a parent and child really be severed so easily, just by deciding to let go?

Seated on the plane, the exhaustion from the long days quickly sent Chaochao’s mother to sleep.

Qin Hanyun was in the seat next to her; he had bought first-class tickets. Seeing her asleep, he covered her with a blanket and started reading a magazine.

anwhile, on Wen Ying’s end, a pleasant mont had just begun when it was forcefully interrupted.

Two unfamiliar n walked into the clinic, their postures ramrod straight as if they had undergone so kind of strict training.

Their every move was precise and asured.

It was as if their actions were scripted, not off by a single milliter.

"Hello, you must be Doctor Wen Ying?"

Wen Ying stood up and answered earnestly, "Hello, I am Wen Ying."

The two n exchanged a look. It seed they had the right person; Doctor Wen was even better looking in person than her database photo.

"Doctor Wen is skilled at deduction. Why don’t you deduce who we are?" one of the n said with a smile.

Doctor Wen smiled back. "My diagnostic deductions co with a fee."

The two n were taken aback.

"However, since you two are here about my livestream, I naturally can’t charge you."

"As expected, we couldn’t hide it from you. You’re very skilled, Doctor Wen."

Wen Ying just smiled. ’Let’s skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point.’

"Since you know why we’re here, Doctor Wen, could you please explain the situation?"

Wen Ying was troubled by the question. ’How am I supposed to explain this?’

’Should I tell them I’m really livestreaming the underworld?’

’That’s not just unbelievable, I’d probably be shut down with extre prejudice.’

"We’ve already taken down the trending topic, but this matter still needs a resolution."

"Trending topic?" Wen Ying had genuinely been too busy to surf the web and check for trending topics.

Seeing her expression, the two n were at a loss for words. The topic had been trending for over five hours and had blown up to an absurd degree, which was why the higher-ups had stepped in to have it removed.

They even blocked certain keywords.

’Who would have thought the person at the center of it all hadn’t paid any attention to it?’

’She’s clearly not soone trying to get famous through livestreaming. This makes her a bit difficult to handle.’

Wen Ying took out her phone, opened the trending topics list, and saw nothing.

But one of the n directly showed her a special page with the trending topics that had already been taken down.

#DoYouBelieveInUnderworldLivestreams

#IsDoctorWenBlackAndWhiteImpermanence

#YouHaveToFollowThisStream

#IsTheApocalypseComing

Wen Ying was left speechless. ’With imaginations like these, they could go write novels for Yunqi Academy!’