Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Psychiatrist's clinic.

Qin Lan looked worryingly at the man who had been sleeping on the chair for half an hour.

This is my counseling office, not a hotel. What do you think you're doing, sleeping here like that?

For the past three days, at this hour in the afternoon, Sir Chen would arrive on time and sleep on the chair.

He made no sounds after lying down, so Qin Lan couldn't tell if he was asleep, and she didn't dare to wake him either.

Because of this, Qin Lan had no choice but to cancel all her appointments. She didn't dare let anyone near when Sir Chen was here.

Nan Chen had done this before back then, but he'd never done this for three days in a row.

He was one of the busiest people in Flower City. His time was incredibly precious, so it was strange for him to come and sleep here for half an hour every day.

Based on her professional judgment as a psychologist, Qin Lan believes that Nan Chen was facing some big trouble.

He has a big knot in his heart that needs to be untied, but he refuses to let people peek inside his heart, so he needs an environment like a counseling office to heal.

But there was no cure. He had just come to relieve some of the agony in his heart.

Whenever he came here, his heart would hint at him that he was in a counseling office, and his problems could be solved. Such hints helped calm him down a little.

However, he wouldn't say anything, nor would he interact with Qin Lan. So the problem was always there, unresolved.

Qin Lan got increasingly curious as to what sort of problem could've caused this man, who was practically a huge block of ice, so much agony.

Then, Nan Chen's leg started to move a little, and Qin Lan hurriedly handed over a glass of ice-cold water.

This was Nan Chen's habit. He didn’t like drinking lukewarm beverages. It had to be either hot coffee and tea, or ice-cold water.

Nan Chen opened his eyes, took over the water and drank it slowly.

“Sir Chen, what happened?” Qin Lan tried to communicate with him.

Nan Chen didn't say a word.

“Is it still about that woman's scent?” Qin Lan pressed on.

to be something complicated in Nan Chen's

an experienced psychologist, Qin Lan knew she had guessed

you've been coming here every afternoon to lie down for half an hour. You aren't

almost spat out the water in

Lan a little angry, Is it that impossible to fall

not good-looking?” Qin

Lan was actually really pretty. Both her figure and her face looked amazing. She was

Is it impossible for you

Chen nodded this

love?” Qin Lan seized the opportunity

nor

instead of getting counseling, then isn't this just a waste of resources? I'll have you know; I charge by the hour. Even if you don't say anything and no treatment gets done, I'll still charge

A mere consultation fee like this was

saw that it wasn't working, and

Write whatever bothers you. Once you're done, I promise not to look at it. I'll seal it in a container and let you read it again a few months later. If you refuse to say it out loud, writing it down would help somewhat. It's the same as telling your secret to a

keep these unspeakable secrets hidden in your heart, it will affect your mental health over time. Writing them out will help you feel much

well-known psychologist, after all. She was very

very excited, as she had finally broken through this block

a piece of paper, and handed it

carefully about the words you will write. Seal them into this bottle when you're done, and I'll store it for you.”

took them over, gave it

he had finished writing, he passed the paper

it and seal it into this bottle

Nan Chen was unconvinced.

I'm that stupid? You can read it anytime

it, then just read it in front of me! Why bother coming up

won't look.” Qin Lan

lighter next to him that Qin Lan uses for smoking, and was about to burn the piece

to look, right? Then it would be more secure to just burn it than

“Hey, don't burn it!”

Lan quickly snatched the paper over, “Sir Chen, why won't you listen? I asked you to seal it, and you try to burn it instead? Did you think

Chen couldn't be bothered to say anything as he thought, Your tricks sure are

writing

Like. Approach.