The psychologist that Chi zuxu had hired for his niece from overseas had finally arrived.
On the first day of his return, he arranged for a consultation for Chi Yi.
On the eve of the consultation, Chi Yi was still a little nervous. To be honest, she was quite afraid that what Lin Wenyu had said was true and that she did not have any mental problems, but mental ones.
However, no matter how scared she was, she still had to face it.
Seemingly sensing her feelings, the man rubbed her head and asked, " "What's wrong? Are you afraid?"
"I'm a little nervous." She told him the truth.
"Why are you nervous?"
She clutched tightly at the cuff of his suit, feeling as though she was holding onto a life-saving straw.
That's right. It seemed that this mature and steady man in front of her could only give her this peace of mind. As long as he said something, she could easily settle down.
