Inside, Xiao Qian silently reassured herself that she was the strongest psychologist, and everyone in her field had to listen to her obediently. In her eyes, there were no so-called rights or status, only obedient patients and disobedient patients.
For the latter, she would use every means to make them obedient.
When she opened her eyes again, Xiao Qian was filled with confidence.
Yu Minglang glanced at her and found that his wife was already full of fighting spirit, so he couldn't help but reach out.
Song Qingwu was always on guard, and when he sensed Yu Minglang reaching out, his hand also touched his pocket.
But Yu Minglang just touched Xiao Qian's cheek, "Wife, how are you so beautiful? When I see your face every morning, I feel like I wake up in bliss."
"Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder, how am I so good-looking?" Xiao Qian rarely went along with Yu Minglang's words.
