Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 8 Autism and Psychologist【9】

After completing the eavesdropping task, he sneaked back to his room with a pile of food.

Putting the unfinished snacks on the bedside table, he turned over and lay back on the bed. He stared at the ceiling for a long time and thought that what seemed to be the exchange of financial interests between the Qi family and the An family was probably not private.

"Hi~ I'm full." He hiccupped and stroked his round belly comfortably.

[...The Qi family who is married to the original owner, isn't the host here to check it out?I'm afraid the water here is very deep. 】The 533 system asked.

"Why do you care so much, as long as the An family is destroyed, the more you care about, the deeper the involvement, it has nothing to do with me." Turning over, he fell asleep after eating heartlessly.

[………] Such a heartless host, why am I so angry.

An Ran was pulled out of bed early in the morning the next day, changed her clothes and tidied up before being driven downstairs.

The sound of many people talking downstairs came from the man's low voice, which sounded magnetic, stimulating the auditory sound through the periosteum.

When he saw the man sitting on the sofa turn around slowly, he said softly, "Hello, Miss An."

An Ran's breathing stopped, and she stopped moving forward. Why is he here?

An Ran hurriedly lowered her head, covering the panic in her eyes with her long bangs on her forehead.

Mrs. An, who was sitting opposite the man, stood up and said, "I'm going to trouble Dr. Qin in the future. As Ran Ran's psychiatrist, I'm afraid you will have to worry a lot."

"Sure." He replied softly as always.

Qin Yue turned around and walked towards An Ran, and stopped in front of An Ran, maintaining a good social distance. This distance would not make people look unfamiliar, but could also make people relax and appear to be a gentleman and respect each other.

"Miss An, let's go upstairs and do a simple test first, please relax."

An Ran resisted and took a small step back without answering.

Qin Yue pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth slowly drooped, the reflection of the lenses blocked the deep meaning in his eyes.

Mrs. An stepped forward and said to An Ran: "Ran Ran, this is Dr. Qin, and he will be your psychiatrist from now on. Cooperate with Dr. Qin and find something to cure your illness."

After waiting for a long time, An Ran didn't say a word. Mrs. An held back the anger in her heart and maintained her superficial politeness.

"Please trouble Dr. Qin to take care of me." Mrs. An twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly, forcing a smile on her face. Seeing Qin Yue nodding her head and answering, she turned and went out.

Qin Yue kept staring at An Ran who was shrinking behind, and ordered the maid at the side to take An Ran back to the room for him to make a diagnosis.

Back in the room, An Ran sat obediently on the bed, playing Jiulianhuan, having fun on her own, ignoring someone who had been visiting the room since entering the room.

After entering, Qin Yue saw a pile of snacks and a half-eaten cake on the bedside table at a glance, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

While playing, An Ran carefully glanced at what Qin Yue was doing from time to time, only to see that the other party was staring at the snack beside her bed.

What's wrong, autism is not depression, and snacks are not allowed. I am also a psychologist, and I have mental problems.

An Ran continued to fiddle with the half-unsolved Jiulianhuan with her head down, and a pair of black leather shoes came into view.

Qin Yue leaned down slowly, not caring about An Ran's self-centered play, leaned into An Ran's ear, exhaled fiery breath, and said playfully.

"Remember me?"

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PS An Ran: "Will you give me a ticket!"

Qin Qicheng smiled very evilly: "You give it to me, and I'll give it to you."

(End of this chapter)