Psychologist?
Zheng Xu stood up, his eyes carrying a sharp look.
"I’m not sick." He looked coldly at Chen Xiaoqian. If she weren’t soone he found agreeable, he would’ve fed her to the sharks long ago.
"There are no authoritative psychologists dostically. You might not let see one, but you should definitely go abroad for expert treatnt. It requires a long ti; you’d better be prepared not to return ho for six months."
"You want to die?" Zheng Xu stared malevolently at the woman.
He was guessing in his heart, is this woman sent by a competing force?
Not many people know about his issues. Recently he’s competing for land; could she be sent by the other party to stir trouble?
Moreover, this woman is so beautiful; is the other side trying to use the beauty trap?
Thinking of this, the good impression of Chen Xiaoqian vanished instantly, and his eyes carried a hint of killing intent.
Walking through the underworld, Zheng Xu’s aura could make n fear him, let alone won. If she were an ordinary woman, she’d be trembling by now.
But this is no ordinary woman; this is lady boss Chen Xiaoqian!
She fearlessly walked up to Zheng Xu, eting his gaze with a confidence equal to his. Her beautiful eyes glead with sharp light through her glasses, as she spoke in a professional and calm voice.
"If I die, there won’t be another psychologist in the country capable of treating you, even if there were, they wouldn’t keep your secrets like I do."
This woman... Zheng Xu squinted his eyes.
For the first ti, a woman was not afraid of him. Despite having t countless people, Zheng Xu couldn’t read any ssage beyond firmness in Chen Xiaoqian’s eyes.
Zheng Xu had seen won with such boldness before, so female powerhouses were like Chen Xiaoqian, mighty yet not forceful, but those won mostly were older.
When this aura appeared in a young girl, it was so natural. Zheng Xu had seen many won, of various types, but never one like this.
Different from the confidence born from indulgence and a privileged environnt of certain second-generation, third-generation heirs, how to describe her confidence and aura...
Maintaining a chilly expression, Zheng Xu continued to et Xiaoqian’s gaze, while searching for the right way to evaluate her.
Got it!
The feeling Xiaoqian gives isn’t derived from second or third-generation confidence and arrogance; she’s powerful, without equal, I am the first, no need for ancestral backing! Just like when he headed south with 300 yuan to make his way.
The two stared at each other for a full thirty seconds, Xiaoqian was also pondering Zheng Xu.
If it wasn’t for knowing this guy for so long, if not for her lifeti of experience, facing this guy, she wouldn’t be so calmly, that fierce face could be used to scare children to sleep.
Clearly at the crucial mont of mutual staring, Xiaoqian inappropriately imagined a scene of coaxing children to sleep in her mind: Hurry up and sleep, if you don’t, Zheng Xu will co and take you away!
Then, the corners of her mouth tilted slightly, she smiled.
Her smile distracted Zheng Xu.
From Xiaoqian’s aura, it’s clear she’s not soone who smiles often, so when soone who rarely smiles suddenly does, even a slight curve is captivating.
Zheng Xu reached out with a finger, lifting Xiaoqian’s chin, "Who sent you, how much did they pay you, I’ll double it, you follow ."
Xiaoqian silently looked at him for two seconds, then—
"Pa!"
Zheng Xu was petrified.
He was struck?!
A woman dared to hit him?!
"Keep your position clear, I am a doctor. If the doctor-patient relationship was as chaotic as you, society order would be in disarray!" Xiaoqian slapped him, feeling quite satisfied.
This scene is so similar to her past life.
To dare play the overbearing president act with her, a slap is being lenient!
"You dared to hit ?!" Zheng Xu’s voice carried the scent of killing intent.
He’s always surrounded by won, many of whom are arrogant because of his favor, but who dared to lay a finger on Xu’s face? Would they be tired of living?
"I dislike people touching , not to ntion, no matter how much you remain ’Xu’, or eventually rise to ’Grandpa Xu’, dare to touch , you’ll get slapped! Don’t use your public persona on doctors, rember, psychologists and patients must remain equal, hierarchy doesn’t help illness treatnt, if you want it treated, treat it, if not, wait to faint at any ti, I don’t care."
Xiaoqian spoke without hesitation.
She hates n touching her, even friends like Zheng Xu; physical contact makes her uncomfortable, having been touched on the face made her react differently, only Yu Minglang can touch her.
"You know who I am?"
"Zheng Xu’s na in Q City, who doesn’t know? Use that IQ 250 brain of yours, if I were sent by the opponents, any identity would be better than a psychologist, and knowing your issue, unless their brains are pinched in the door, they’d think of ways to utilize it instead of calling a psychologist."
It makes a lot of sense, but Zheng Xu remains highly on guard.
"I’m not sick." It’s rare for anyone to admit having psychological problems.
Especially soone like Zheng Xu, a decisive brotherly figure, if it’s known he has phobias, he’d be laughed at.
"Phobias aren’t shaful; the psychodynamic school believes terror is the result of the symbolic function and displacent of repressed subconscious conflicts. Anyone might have it, so even if you have phobias, it doesn’t imply Xu isn’t a man. You need to correctly recognize your problems."
"I, am, not!" Zheng Xu actually wanted to give Xiaoqian a slap back, but looking at her face, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
"No? Ha, co, look at this!"
Xiaoqian suddenly raised her hands, putting them together creating a serrated shape. Upon seeing it, Zheng Xu only felt dizzy, anxious, and struggling to breathe, as if he were at the precipice, a grim reaper wielding serrated blades forcing him down the cliff...
Seeing his complexion change, Xiaoqian lowered her hands, "Now, willing to talk to ?"
"Who are you?" Holding steady, Zheng Xu’s face had gone visibly paler.
A person of Zheng Xu’s scale having such problems, Xiaoqian now is nearly equivalent to gripping his throat.
"I already said, I am psychologist Chen Xiaoqian."
"What do you intend?"
"I don’t believe there’s a patient in this world I can’t cure." In her past life she didn’t succeed, this life she continues! Xiaoqian won’t tell him, she’s treating him as a test subject.
Zheng Xu squinted his eyes, seemingly evaluating how credible her words are, if she’s sent by rivals, leaving this woman would spell disaster, but if she isn’t...
"Tell , what’s your approach to my condition?"
Xiaoqian didn’t rush to respond, instead calmly stating her demands.
"To treat you, we need to establish three rules."
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