Miss Su Wanxin was playing with Yangyang in the living room when her cell phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the unfamiliar number on the screen and rejected the call with so annoyance.
Ever since she took part in that variety show, sohow a lot of people got hold of her number.
Lately, she has been constantly contacted by major entertainnt companies, hoping she would switch careers to beco a celebrity. The offers were sowhat tempting; if it weren’t for her lack of interest in that field, she might have actually gone ahead and ford a drama group with Sheng Qian.
She put down her phone, intending to continue watching TV. But then the ringtone sounded again, and when she looked, it was still the sa number.
A trace of confusion appeared in her eyes; after pondering for a mont, Su Wanxin answered the call and then heard a male voice that sounded sowhat familiar—
"Hello, may I speak to Miss Su Wanxin?"
Su Wanxin: "...Doctor Zhong?"
"Yes, it’s ."
Recognizing Zhong Xian’s voice, Su Wanxin couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
Has the field of psychology beco less popular recently? Has everyone’s ntal health improved? Are there no patients? Is he so persistent in wanting to treat ? Do I look like soone with severe psychological issues? Would curing give him a great sense of accomplishnt?
"What do you want, Doctor Zhong?"
Su Wanxin asked coldly and impatiently. Sensing her mood, Zhong Xian fell silent for a mont before replying, "I think it’s necessary for us to et again. Miss Su, do you really think you have nothing to discuss with ?"
It wasn’t that Zhong Xian was nosy, but that day one of his patients suddenly had an emotional breakdown and attempted suicide by cutting their wrists at ho. Fortunately, the family found out in ti and got the patient to the hospital, saving their life.
This reminded Zhong Xian of Su Wanxin. In a sense, it is people with strong characters like hers, when they develop psychological issues, that are the most dangerous.
Zhong Xian had a good impression of Su Wanxin and felt it would be a pity to simply do nothing.
"You and I..." Su Wanxin was about to refuse Zhong Xian, but then her eyes caught the small figure on the sofa.
She suddenly rembered sothing, her eyes flickering indecisively, and finally, she made up her mind.
"Alright, let’s et." She agreed to his request, "There’s no ti like the present; let’s make it today. You set the ti and place, and I’ll co to you."
Her sudden change of mind surprised Zhong Xian. But seizing the opportunity, he promptly ntioned a café location and arranged to et her two hours later.
After hanging up, Su Wanxin soothed Yangyang into a nap, quickly got ready, and left the house.
She drove to the destination, which was located in a business district surrounded by large shopping malls and restaurants.
After parking her car, Su Wanxin approached the café. Zhong Xian had already arrived early and picked a very private and secluded spot, perfect for a conversation.
Su Wanxin walked over and took a seat, dressed in light blue jeans, a white Gucci short-sleeved shirt with a logo, white canvas shoes, and wearing a rainbow-colored bbr hat on her head.
Zhong Xian looked at Su Wanxin and was montarily stunned. She carried with her a warm air from outside, and her slight smile was charming without being vulgar.
"Italian latte, thank you."
The server ca over, and Su Wanxin casually ordered a coffee. Then she looked at Zhong Xian with interest and asked.
"Is Doctor Zhong so sure that there is sothing wrong with ?"
"Miss Su is a very excellent and normal person," Zhong Xian replied earnestly. "If it weren’t for the accidental sight of your dication that day, I would never have associated you with depression."
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