Chen Ke hesitated for a moment, then said, "What Mr. Gu said is indeed the fact."
"I came here for psychological counseling, and you're saying I have a mental illness?" Ms. Xie asked again.
"There's some difference between patients with mental disorders and those with mental illnesses, and besides, you already know you have a problem, which is a very good sign, showing 'improvement'."
He Qingyan was laughing.
Chen Ke missed Su Qing terribly; if she were here, the headache wouldn't be hers.
"From the first time we met, I've noticed that you seem to have an issue with me?" Ms. Xie eyed Gu Ran.
"Should I like the parents who drove their child to the point of being admitted to a mental hospital?" Gu Ran wondered, "Of course, on reflection, it might also be because I resent the rich."
Ms. Xie was not angry.
She took great care of herself; though not as gifted as Zhuang Jing or Yan Hanxiang, her oval face was still as white as mutton-fat jade.
