Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate
Chapter 30: Will I Get a Stye from This?
Seeing that her father was perfectly fine, the young woman stomped her foot in frustration. "Dad, at your age, why are you stooping to lying? Li Rui and I were in the middle of a movie! You just made us waste a hundred bucks!"
The man standing behind her also wore a disapproving expression, but he seemed smart enough to keep his mouth shut.
"Li Min," her father stammered, "Dad... Dad wants you to see his true colors!"
At a loss for words, the fortune teller decided to just be blunt, pointing at the Black man behind his daughter.
"Dad! I know you have a problem with Li Rui, but you can’t just belittle him in front of a stranger! He’s a person with dignity. If you won’t respect him, does that mean you don’t care about me, your own daughter, either?"
"Li Min, I can’t worry about all that right now. I called you here today because this young lady, she..." The fortune teller suddenly didn’t know how to introduce her, so he just came out and said it. "She’s a psychologist! She can help you see that man’s true colors!"
At these words, the young woman looked over at Wen Ying. She had actually noticed Wen Ying when she first arrived—after all, it was hard to miss such a stunning beauty.
’I thought she was one of Dad’s customers, not a psychologist?’
’Turns out my dad is the customer.’
Looking at Wen Ying again, she was filled with confusion. ’A psychologist? Who has a psychological problem?’
’What does this have to do with my dad and him?’
’Dad was talking about exposing my boyfriend’s true colors, but what does that have to do with a psychologist?’
"Are you the one scamming my dad?" the young woman asked, glaring at Wen Ying with hostility. "You’re just trying to cheat him out of his money, aren’t you?"
"Not at all. I’m a real psychologist—fully licensed and certified. Besides, your father has already paid, so there’s no financial dispute between us."
"You! How much money did you scam out of my dad?"
"You’re Li Min, right? And behind you is your boyfriend, Li Rui. He chose that Chinese name just for you, didn’t he? To show his commitment—that you’d be together for all eternity. Is that right?"
"What does that have to do with you!" Li Min snapped, turning to her father. "Dad! Get the money back right now! Our family is perfectly healthy; we don’t have any psychological problems! You’ve been in this line of work for so many years, and you still get scammed by one of your own? You should just go home and retire."
The fortune teller looked at his daughter with a sense of grievance. His once-thoughtful daughter’s attitude toward him had only gotten worse since she started dating this boyfriend.
"Don’t be in such a hurry, patient Li Min. I can understand why you won’t admit that you and your boyfriend have psychological problems. As a competent psychologist, I can provide evidence."
"You’re just a con artist. Why should I listen to anything you have to say?"
[The last person who was this stubborn is already in jail! Hope this girl can hold out and not send her boyfriend there too!]
[I just love Doctor Wen’s style! Hurry up with the takedown! I live for this kind of satisfying plot!]
[I’m curious what kind of evidence Doctor Wen can produce. Is this Black dude part of an organ trafficking ring or something? Planning to lure her away and just cut them out?]
While Li Min was shouting in fury, Wen Ying walked up to the man with the Chinese name Li Rui. "Handsome, may I see your phone?"
In response, the Black man flashed a mouthful of pearly white teeth, his grin like that of a ravenous beast. "Of course. It would be my honor for a beauty like you to take a look."
Wen Ying took the phone with ease. Hearing Li Min’s complaints, her boyfriend pulled her hand. "Don’t worry. I set a password. If she can’t open it, I’ll have an excuse to get your dad’s money back."
Hearing this, Li Min was deeply moved.
’My boyfriend is so wonderful. Why can’t anyone else see it?’ 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
But to everyone’s surprise, Wen Ying’s fingers deftly traced a pattern on the phone’s screen, and it unlocked successfully.
A brand-new page appeared before everyone in the livestream.
[Whoa! Damn! Am I going to get a stye from looking at this?!]