Soul Patch

Chapter 200 Mysterious Reflection

Driver Xiao Wang drove the car out of the garage early, and Wenjie saw the white Land Rover waiting as soon as he stepped out.

He turned to look at his father and said, "Not a Porsche Cayenne?"

The reason for asking this question is that after the butterfly rope incident was corrected, everything that Jia Nan owned seemed to have become his overnight.

That means that after her father was murdered, Jia Nan's father stole the wealth that should have belonged to her father.

Therefore, by correcting the father's murder, the wrongs were set right, and ownership of the wealth was reclaimed.

Thinking about it this way, one can enjoy villas, luxury cars, movable and immovable property with a clear conscience.

However, when it comes to choosing a car...

"That Cayenne? It was recalled, so I just got a new one to drive," the father said casually after hearing Wenjie's question.

Wenjie nodded, indicating that he had heard, and thought to himself: It's the same when it comes to choosing a car.

Wearing a uniform and white gloves, Xiao Wang stood straight beside the car. Seeing Wen Jie approaching, he quickly opened the back door and gestured for him to enter: "Young Master Wen, please!"

Young Master Wen, hehe! Wen Jie silently repeated this title in his mind. To be honest, he didn't really feel this sudden change during the system's murder rehearsal.

Looking at the driver, Xiao Wang, with his head bowed and a respectful expression, I felt a little uncomfortable.

He glanced at Xiao Wang for a moment with mixed feelings, then pursed his lips.

After getting into the car and taking his seat, he waved to his parents at the door and watched them enter the villa before turning his gaze away.

He looked at Xiao Wang in the front row and said in a low voice, "Xiao Wang, you look a few years younger than me. From now on, don't call me Young Master Wen in private. Just call me Brother Wen."

Xiao Wang paused for a moment, then turned to look at Wen Jie seriously and said, "Isn't this a bad idea? If Boss Wen finds out, he'll dock my performance bonus."

Besides, I'm a full-time driver hired by Huahai, while you're a senior executive there. There's such a big difference in our ranks; it wouldn't be appropriate if our colleagues found out.

"That's why I told you not to be so formal in private. Okay, let's hurry up and drive. My dad said we can't be late for Professor Zhao's counseling session." Wenjie changed the subject at the right time.

Okay... alright.

Xiao Wang hurriedly started the car, which made several turns in the villa area before driving onto the wide road.

"Young Master Wen... Oh, Brother Wen, don't worry, Professor Zhao's psychological counseling clinic is located in the Beichen Huanyu Building in the North District of M City. We'll drive along Binhe Road for half an hour, take the second exit at Shenglin Roundabout, and drive along Beichen Avenue for twenty minutes to get there."

"It's 7:30 now, we should arrive around 8:30 to 8:40." Xiao Wang explained the route familiarly.

Wenjie, however, was getting sleepy. He had no idea about the North District of M City, except for the North District Police Station.

When I was entangled with Jia Nan before, I ran away at least two or three times, covering my face!

As the car bumped along, Wenjie became drowsy.

When Xiao Wang turned around and called him, he opened his eyes and found that the surrounding light was very dim. It turned out that they had arrived at the underground parking garage.

Xiao Wang led Wenjie directly to the 10th floor of the building.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Wenjie felt the lights suddenly become many times brighter.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be beams of light arranged in a semi-circle at equal intervals, surrounding the reception table with its white marble top.

Behind the reception desk, on the decorative wall, is a simple line drawing of a large "Z" supporting a red heart, which is probably the logo of Zhao Jingshu Psychological Counseling Clinic.

Xiao Wang led Wenjie to the VIP waiting area. He then went to the reception desk and whispered a few words to the staff.

The person in charge of reception was a young woman in a white suit. She stood up, smiled, looked towards the VIP waiting area, and nodded slightly to Wenjie.

When the girl came out again, her smile was even brighter. She led Wenjie around the reception desk and walked for five or six minutes to a corner room in a row of counseling rooms.

The place has excellent natural light, an elegant and pleasant decor, simple and soft solid-color furnishings, and the air is filled with the fragrance of plants, making people feel relaxed and happy as soon as they step into this place.

The girl gently knocked on the door, and after receiving permission, slowly turned the doorknob.

A faint floral fragrance wafted over, and Wenjie felt enveloped in warm, soft air. The room felt like a warm embrace, waiting for Wenjie to shed his weariness and pretense, to find his true self, and to touch his most authentic self.

Wenjie barely realized he was moving towards the house. By the time he came to his senses, the door had already closed gently, and the girl had hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob.

He stood in the center of the room, facing the sofa where patients could rest. The sofa looked extremely comfortable, and he couldn't wait to lie down and take a nap after not sleeping well the night before.

It was at that very moment that the nerve in his mind that was thinking about the "mysterious reflection" suddenly tightened.

Immediately afterward, he keenly sensed a hostile atmosphere, one that was wary and alert, clearly different from the peaceful and comfortable atmosphere of the room.

He turned around and looked at Zhao Jingshu, the professor, twenty years later.

Yes, after twenty years of diligent study and hard work in the field of psychology, she has earned a highly prestigious PhD in psychology from Stanford University in the United States.

Currently, she is a specially appointed visiting professor of psychology at two well-known universities in China, and has published countless journal articles, all of which demonstrate her exploration and pursuit of cutting-edge knowledge in the field of psychology.

Professor Zhao Jingshu appeared energetic and poised, exuding the character and demeanor befitting a leading figure in the field of psychology in China.

But the moment she saw Wenjie, her eyes flickered, and the composure and calmness she displayed in front of others crumbled. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "How could this be?"

Wenjie understood what she wanted to ask: How could you look exactly the same?

Just like that afternoon, Jia Nan was in the bedroom of the villa.

Haha, it seems she doesn't have a system.

Since activating the system's online mode, Wenjie has realized that there are so many people with systems hidden in the real world.

However, due to confidentiality principles, not a single word about the system will be mentioned to others.

In response, Wenjie simply smiled.

She doesn't have a system, so I really can't tell her anything.

Wenjie had no expectations and casually looked around the room, but then he noticed a table mirror with a very peculiar shape.

This table mirror is supported by a stand, and the mirror can rotate freely. From Wenjie's angle, he can see most of the mercury-plated mirror surface, while on the other side of the mirror, he can just see a dark background.

He strode over and picked up the mirror from the table.

Zhao Jingshu was stunned for a moment, and ran over to grab the small mirror, but it was too late.

Wenjie examined the dark witch movie still on the back of the mirror. It was a promotional still of Blair Witch Project. He figured this must be a limited edition collectible to promote the movie. Otherwise, given Zhao Jingshu's current status, why would she keep a shabby mirror from twenty years ago?

He pointed to the actress playing the witch in the still and asked, "Mysterious reflection?"

(End of this chapter)