Liui followed Qian’s instructions and made a pot of tea. Starting today, Ye Xiaoyu wouldn’t be at ho anymore, and with no one to help, these tasks would still need to be done by Liui and Qian together.
Qian divided the chrysanthemum tea into two cups and began officially brainwashing Liui.
"I rember you like drinking chrysanthemum tea?"
"I drink so in the sumr to reduce liver fire; it also helps clear the eyes and lungs."
"Good, rember the taste of the tea today because this tea will have another aning for you from now on." This is the start of the brainwashing suggestion.
"I only rember, sis, you wanted to use the microwave to make tea..." This is sothing she could rember for a lifeti.
Qian cleared her throat gently; she actually wanted to know whom she inherited this incompetent culinary ability from, as it seed no one in her family was like her. Even Dalong had mastered the skill of cooking instant noodles, adding eggs and vegetables.
Qian felt she shouldn’t bring up cooking; she needed to highlight her strengths and avoid weaknesses.
"izi, I want to share a patient’s case with you: she’s suffering from postnatal depression, and the root cause of everything is her husband, a ’phoenix man,’ and her mother-in-law."
"What’s a ’phoenix man’?"
The term isn’t very popular yet.
"A ’phoenix man’ refers to n born into poverty who have struggled to live in big cities. Neighbors see them as golden phoenixes flying out of a chicken coop, the hope that the entire family has worked hard to support. They’re smart, hardworking, know what they want but have an excessively obvious utilitarian mindset. Not all from rural areas are ’phoenix n’; there are ’phoenix n’ in cities as well. Poverty-stricken families can lead certain personalities to beco so-called ’phoenix n’; it’s statistically probable."
"Huh? What you’re saying sounds just like Ma Lv."
Ma Lv is Liui’s recently reconciled boyfriend.
Qian gave a sly smile, "What I’ve just ntioned is their good side. Next, I’ll tell you about the negative aspects." That patient, a woman from a well-off family in the city resembling you, with parents who are college professors, considered urban middle-class. She admired the phoenix man’s struggle and determination, married him despite her family’s objections, and everything since then planted the seeds for her postnatal depression..."
Qian started brainwashing Liui through storytelling, speaking of stinginess, selfishness, excessive focus on money, endless support for the entire family, overly sensitive, and high-esteem personality...
With such chatter, Liui’s face turned as pale as a sheet.
The man Qian chose from the case made Liui think that Qian was talking about Ma Lv, it felt too similar!
Whether it was the overly sensitive self-esteem, the male chauvinism, or the obsession with money and stinginess, how could it be so alike? If Liui hadn’t previously ntioned her boyfriend to Qian, she’d believe Qian was talking about her boyfriend!
Qian watched Liui’s reaction closely, silently making a victory gesture in her heart. Her first step in countering the fortune-teller old lady had succeeded. The tricks of the old lady were within Qian’s grasp as well. There’s only a handful of personality types, and based on Liui’s brief introduction of her boyfriend, Qian could basically determine what kind of person he was and casually used a real-life case to shock Liui.
"And then, what happened?" Liui was hoodwinked by Qian, cold sweat dripping, as Qian pushed the chrysanthemum tea towards her, "Drink so water first."
"Later, her mother-in-law ca to the city, causing constant conflicts with her due to differences in living habits. The husband kept trying to sche about the woman’s purchased property, and eventually, after the child was born, she developed postnatal depression and sought , but I was on a business trip at the ti. She couldn’t get an appointnt with and saw another doctor; the treatnt wasn’t effective and she jumped off a building. I regret this incident. If I were there, things might have turned out better."
The psychology industry is too chaotic nowadays. Many people ignore everything for profit and squeeze in, with so not formally trained, just receiving short-term training and giving irresponsible diagnoses, thinking a few psychological self-help books qualify them as doctors. They even group psychologist training with that of nannies, delaying many patients. Many patients can’t find formally trained doctors like Qian but encounter those unqualified ones instead, leading patients to believe all psychologists are just talking nonsense without solving any problems.
"Ah..." After hearing about the horrific ending, the image in Liui’s mind was herself jumping off a building; the sense of substitution was too strong.
"Co, izi, drink more, rember the taste of this chrysanthemum tea." Seeing she had penetrated her mind, Qian satisfiedly refilled Liui’s tea.
Co on, for the phoenix man scheming against soone else’s young girl, Qian had preemptively given Liui an early eye-drop, making sure they wouldn’t co over and cause trouble!
The next day.
"Qian’er, why are you alone today?" Shuixian sat with Qian at a private restaurant; today, Qian was the host.
"izi sent to handle so business. She and Qiuqiu found a venue they really liked, so I asked them to discuss the prices. Co, taste the food here; izi recomnded this to . That girl has a picky taste, if she says it’s delicious, it certainly is."
"They’re discussing prices on their own? You don’t need to go with them?" Shuixian had been here for almost a week, spending every day eating and playing. Whenever Qian had ti, she’d accompany her; when she didn’t, Shuixian would swim and work out alone.
The original plan was to stay two days and go back, but for so reason her dad called, telling her to stay longer and keep Qian company. Shuixian treated it as a holiday.
The mastermind behind having Teng Daye call Shuixian was Qian.
"Girls have grown up; it’s ti to let them practice a bit." Qian swept a aningful glance over Mai standing behind Shuixian, making Mai’s back shiver once more.
Feeling that Chen Xiaoqian is too deep, a single sentence seems layered with many anings.
Is this sentence ant for her two friends, or for Teng Shuixian? Did Mai’s identity get exposed or not?
This problem is sothing Mai frequently pondered over the past few days.
Qian had Yu Minglang KO Mai yet didn’t give Mai a break, this sensation was like being killed with a blunt blade, slowly torturing—Mai couldn’t take it anymore.
Lost in thought, Mai t Qian’s mocking stare and could only avert his gaze, avoiding eye contact with Qian.
She is the first woman he couldn’t see through in his life.
Qian thoroughly enjoyed this cat-and-mouse ga, reveling in the complete experience of playing with a future bigshot; Director Qian was very satisfied.
"Qian’er, has the suspect threatening won been caught recently?" Shuixian asked Qian.
"My izi’s information proved very useful; the police have already caught the suspect based on the sketch. That guy thought he was pretty well hidden, but he couldn’t escape our eyes."
This last line was directed at Mai, making him tense up, with an inner scream, "I’m almost being driven to a nervous breakdown by your tornt! Is it because he has a guilty conscience, or is Chen Xiaoqian implying sothing?"
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