Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate Chapter 189 - 187: The Psychotic Man on the Plane

’...’ ’Based on its understanding of the host, she should have said that a beautiful woman ought to bathe every day.’

’After all, a beauty needs to be beautiful and sll nice.’

’The host had just used that very logic to refute it!’

The System felt like it couldn’t quite figure out this novice host anymore.

Wen Ying’s eyes narrowed, seemingly in a good mood. "The Purification Technique—do I need to cultivate it myself, or is there another way?"

"Infusion it is! This System loves such simple and crude thods."

The next second, a pain like needles pricking her brain shot through Wen Ying’s head. The agony made her whole body tremble uncontrollably.

’I kind of want to bang my head against a wall.’

The pain lasted for a full five minutes before gradually subsiding.

Feeling the user manual for the Purification Technique appear in her mind, she had the sense that she’d already mastered it. Wen Ying was certain the damn system was getting its revenge under the guise of official business!

She could have obviously cultivated it herself; let’s not forget she was a big shot in the Foundation Establishnt Stage.

Cultivating this kind of Magic wasn’t exactly a walk in the park, but it wasn’t difficult either—and it certainly didn’t co with pain that made you want to bang your head against a wall.

But the reality was, the system made her endure this agonizing pain.

"How much reputation value do I have now?"

"Congratulations, Host. After repaying your debt to this System, you have thirty-six thousand, five hundred forty-three reputation value remaining. Get to work!"

*

「At the airport」

Wen Ying held her plane ticket. The timing was perfect; it was ti to board.

She was the first to sit down in her first-class seat.

The seat was indeed much more comfortable than in economy.

Once everyone had boarded the plane, a beautiful woman took the seat next to Wen Ying.

She was tall, with exquisite makeup and wavy, coppery-blonde hair.

Seeing the fox doll in Wen Ying’s arms, the woman seed a little surprised. "Where did you buy that doll? It looks so realistic!"

"Just a random purchase online."

"Which website? I’d like to buy one too. Could you recomnd it to ?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot. This fox doll is a family heirloom, which is why it’s so realistic. It wasn’t bought online."

The beautiful woman was speechless. ’I have reason to believe I’m being brushed off.’

The woman smiled and didn’t press the matter.

Wen Ying was in the window seat, and the beautiful woman was in the aisle seat. Across from them sat two n.

One looked to be in his thirties, while the other was younger, in his early twenties.

The two of them glanced over at Wen Ying and the woman.

After the plane took off, Wen Ying closed her eyes to rest.

"Hey, beauty, what’s your na? You’re so pretty and have such a great figure, you must be in the entertainnt industry, right?"

The young man asked, looking at the beautiful woman next to Wen Ying.

The woman looked at him, gave him a polite, smiling nod, but said nothing.

"Just as I thought, pretty girls always have a personality!"

The young man continued.

"This flight is over three hours long. Don’t you think it’ll be boring? Look, your friend is already asleep. You’re all alone, why don’t I keep you company?"

The woman felt a little helpless. "No, thank you. I prefer so peace and quiet."

"What’s so good about peace and quiet? When you’re out in the world, knowing more people opens more doors. Don’t you know that? Unless you were born into a rich family, but even rich young ladies need to marry for connections, right? I’m different. I can be my own master for my whole life. I can marry the woman I love, I can give her everything she wants, as long as I love her and she loves ."

The beautiful woman was speechless.

"You have a nice aura about you, too. Did you study art? Girls who study art have a great temperant and pretty faces. n love that. Do you have a boyfriend?"

The woman looked a little awkward, but still shook her head.

"Perfect! I don’t have a girlfriend either! You know, even though I’m a bit young, I have everything a man should have—a house, a car, and savings."

"Aren’t you going to ask where my house is, what brand my car is, or how much I have in savings?"

The woman was exasperated. "Sorry, I’m not interested in other people’s private matters."

"You don’t an that. You’re just saying that! Look at . Are you sure you’re not interested in ?"

The beautiful woman was speechless.

Wen Ying, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened them, sat up straight, and looked at the young man. "I’m interested in how your face looks like a ward against evil. Can I hang you on my front door?"

The man’s face imdiately soured.

But seeing that Wen Ying was also very beautiful, he remained patient. "Young lady, don’t be so hot-tempered. You should know that’ll make a man lose interest, understand? I have a house, a car, and savings. Even if I’m not handso, tons of beautiful won still want to throw themselves at . You two should understand that, right?

I get it. You’re trying to make a good impression on , but if you overdo it, you’ll lose your chance. Judging by your clothes, you don’t fly first-class often, do you? Not like . I’m always in first-class."

Wen Ying nodded. "You’re right. This is my first ti in first-class, and soone else bought the ticket."

"A man, right?"

The young man looked as if he had seen right through her. Wen Ying nodded. "Yes."

"Sigh. I can’t believe you’ve gone down that path at such a young age. If you had t earlier, I might have been able to help you out. But now, your value has dropped."

The beautiful woman was speechless when she heard what Wen Ying was discussing with this man.

She turned and leaned closer to Wen Ying, whispering, "Just ignore him. He’s not a good person."

Unexpectedly, Wen Ying nodded and replied in a normal voice, "I know he’s not a good person. He’s a psychiatric patient."

The beautiful woman was speechless.

’I whispered to you so only you would hear it. Did you just sell out by saying that out loud?’

Hearing Wen Ying’s words, the man’s expression suddenly turned sour. "Hey, watch your mouth. Don’t think you can disrespect just because you’re pretty. You should know that in my eyes, you’re nothing."

Wen Ying nodded again. "You’re right. After all, for soone your age to look so young, you’ve earned the right to act like a jaded old man. But did you buy your house and car yourself? Also, I’m really not insulting you. You’re genuinely sick. With a ntal illness."

The man’s face turned ugly. "Are you calling a psycho?!"

"To be honest with you, my real identity is actually a psychologist—a professional psychologist! I could tell what your condition was with just one glance. And you’ve misspoken. You have a psychiatric illness, not a neurological one. They’re two different types of diseases, and you are clearly a psychiatric patient. You can call Doctor Wen."

The beautiful woman couldn’t hold it in and let out a PFFT of laughter.

’I originally thought the girl next to was naive and inexperienced, and I was worried she’d get scamd.’

’Turns out, she’s the real expert here.’

’She’s good at shutting people down. I like it!’

It was just that... Doctor Wen. The na sounded a bit familiar, but for the mont, the woman couldn’t recall where she had seen or heard it before.

The man’s expression was incredibly foul. He turned to the man in the window seat, who looked clearly older than him, and said, "Bro, they’re calling a psycho."