Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

And Li Wenyan's reaction to her these days has been erratic.

Arriving at the underground garage, Li Wenyan habitually took out handcuffs from the storage box, but his hand paused halfway and finally gave up.

In short, Jiang Qing can't escape from him.

Li Wenyan calmed himself down and went upstairs with Jiang Qing.

Li Wenyan quickly accepted the fact that Jiang Qing temporarily moved into his house and hardly cared what Jiang Qing did at home.

Of course, this is all from Jiang Qing's perspective.

As soon as Li Wenyan got home, he went straight to the bedroom on the second floor to get medicine. As soon as he stepped onto the platform from the stairs, he began to feel dizzy.

The other personality in the body began to stir after the suppression of drugs failed.

Li Wenyan held onto the wall, and cold sweat quickly broke out all over his body.

Their personality transformation is different from other personality transformations. Every time they can feel the pain of their body being torn apart.

A few years ago, when Li Wenyan was receiving medical treatment abroad, the doctor diagnosed that it was because both personalities had a certain degree of aggressiveness and independence, and neither wanted to give in.

So who is the dominant personality?

No matter who it is, everyone thinks they are the main personality.

Over the years, Li Wenyan's two personalities have shared memories, and their outward behaviors have become unified and balanced. Even the people in the Li family find it difficult to tell which of the two is the dominant personality.

Li Wenyan's chest heaved violently, and the pain seemed to penetrate deep into his bones, so he could only stagger and push open the study door.

He raised his hand and slapped his temple fiercely, trying to ease the pain in his head.

Tao Yu's call came at an inopportune time.

Li Wenyan had just sat down on the meeting chair in the study when he heard the phone ringing.

He wanted to hang up with trembling hands, but accidentally pressed the answer button.

"Li Wenyan, their traces have completely disappeared."

Li Wenyan didn't say anything. There was only one ceiling light in the study, which illuminated his outline clearly. His jawline was distinct in the shadow, and his bones moved because he was clenching his teeth.

“…Are you listening?”

"Yeah." He closed his eyes, and a drop of sweat slid down his deep eye sockets. "It means we are heading in the right direction."

Li Wenyan tried to fumble for his phone to hang up again, but he had already closed his eyes and scattered stars suddenly appeared in the dark world.

Just when Li Wenyan was about to slap his temple again, his hand suddenly stopped.

The next second, he opened his eyes, blinked hard, and revealed a perfect smile of a winner.

Tao Yu on the other end had just finished speaking when Li Wenyan responded in a deep voice, "Well, I understand. I'll send someone to help."

The people in the Li family are not just there to eat for free. After saying that, Li Wenyan hung up the phone.

He raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and laughed hoarsely.

They basically didn't take the personality-controlling drug before, because the two of them appeared at relatively fixed times and rarely fought for control of the body as frequently as they did now.

But since meeting Jiang Qing, everything has changed.

Li Wenyan took a deep breath, found Dr. Fang in his address book, and sent a message.

Dr. Fang is a psychiatrist who was brought back from overseas by the Li family at a large sum of money to treat Li Wenyan's condition and serve him exclusively.

But Li Wenyan seldom met with him, and he rejected such treatment.

Fortunately, Dr. Fang also knew that this was a pathological condition. No personality wanted to be destroyed, not to mention that Li Wenyan’s two personalities were very special.

After Li Wenyan sent the message, he thought about Ji An again. It was indeed because of Ji An that he forcibly occupied his personality.

He stood up and sat down in his large chair, his eyes falling on the upside-down photo frame on the desk.