The door was pushed open forcefully, and the person waiting inside raised his head to look at the woman who came in. He gave her a look and motioned for her to sit down.

The man sat on the sofa and the woman sat directly on the recliner, with anger on her face.

"Why! Why?" the woman yelled, looking at the man angrily, "Why does she get everything?"

"Zhou Weiwei, calm down." The man's voice was steady, trying to suppress Zhou Weiwei's emotions with his tone.

"I'm paying you to manage my emotions, not to tell me to calm down."

Zhou Weiwei grabbed the pillow, raised her head and looked at her psychiatrist, her eyes a little more dissatisfied.

Dr. Pan looked at Zhou Weiwei quietly and saw that her face was not very good, and she even looked like she was about to explode at any time.

"Tell me what's wrong with you today?" Dr. Pan looked at Zhou Weiwei calmly, as if he were meeting him normally.

"I don't like Zhao Mengxue. She analyzes me every time she sees me. Who does she think she is? Does she really think she is a psychology expert?"

Zhou Weiwei was furious and looked at Dr. Pan angrily.

"What did she say?" Dr. Pan continued to ask patiently, listening to all Zhou Weiwei's emotions.

"She said my family of origin was not good, so what? I am no longer the same person I was when I was a child. I have become strong enough to protect myself." Zhou Weiwei gritted her teeth and said.

Images from childhood flooded into her mind, and Zhou Weiwei couldn't suppress them. Everything she tried to cover up was just pulled out, adding salt to her wounds.

Dr. Pan observed Zhou Weiwei carefully. This was not the first time Zhou Weiwei got angry for Zhao Mengxue.

"Your emotions have never been resolved..." Dr. Pan said slowly, "You didn't face your trauma, you just tried to cover it up. Maybe you thought you were embarrassed when you were a child."

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Weiwei glared at Dr. Pan.

"You know what I'm talking about. We've talked about your childhood many times, and you've never been willing to mention it more."

Dr. Pan said calmly, without any accusation, more like chatting casually like an old friend.

This is done to lower the other person's defensiveness. Dr. Pan can see that Zhou Weiwei is very defensive. She hardly trusts anyone, including the psychiatrist she paid.

Every time Zhou Weiwei came, it was with undigested emotions. Dr. Pan was used to Zhou Weiwei being unhappy and used to her showing up with resentment.

"Why should I mention things from my childhood? I don't need you to review my past things."

Zhou Weiwei yelled at Dr. Pan, her emotions could no longer be suppressed and she wanted to take action at any time.

Dr. Pan was silent for two seconds. He stared at Zhou Weiwei seriously, then took a bottle of mineral water book and threw it to her.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Weiwei subconsciously took the water and said angrily, "I paid you to make me feel better, not to lose control and act like a madman."

"Do you feel like a madman now?" Dr. Pan asked seriously.

"Of course I'm not a madman. If I were a madman, I would have stabbed that woman to death!" Zhou Weiwei yelled frantically. She scratched her hair, as if she was about to collapse at any moment.

"Have you ever thought that there is a reason behind your emotions?" Dr. Pan said patiently.

"I don't know why. If I knew what the reason was, I wouldn't pay you."

Every word Zhou Weiwei said was thorny, making Dr. Pan feel powerless. He was guessing her real anxiety and troubles.

The two of them became quiet. Zhou Weiwei opened the bottle of mineral water and drank it in a gulp. She threw it into the trash can. Dr. Pan raised his eyebrows, his eyes still calm, and his eyes fell on Zhou Weiwei.

"Do you hate her because she pokes holes in your thoughts?" Dr. Pan said in a low voice, "She saw your scars without any effort. You feel embarrassed and even want to deny it."

"You are still helping her speak, and the whole world has to help her, right?"

Zhou Weiwei stood up. She looked at Dr. Pan angrily and yelled angrily.

The air became quiet, and Zhou Weiwei realized that her emotions had passed. She had lost control and yelled just now. It was more like Dr. Pan was right.

The two looked at each other, and Zhou Weiwei returned to the recliner, which was much quieter now.

"My suggestion is that if you don't face the trauma, you will be annoyed by Zhao Mengxue every time in the future."

Dr. Pan gave a polite reply. Seeing that Zhou Weiwei was silent, he also remained silent and no one spoke.

The woman on the couch was staring at the ceiling in a trance, unable to vent the anger in her chest.

On the other side, the French restaurant has a low-key and luxurious decoration. The waiters warmly entertain each guest, and the chef specially comes out to greet special guests.

Zhao Mengxue and Chen Yuchen were dining. The chef came over to greet them. He chatted for a few words before walking away.

"Is it delicious?" Chen Yuchen asked softly, "The chef went to Europe for further training some time ago. When he came back this time, he thought it tasted good."

"It's delicious." Zhao Mengxue nodded.

"A lot happened today. If food can heal you, this meal is worth it." Chen Yuchen smiled.

"I'll be happy eating anything with you. I'm not Zhou Weiwei."

Zhao Mengxue's mouth curved, "I think Zhou Weiwei may be too angry to eat now."

"I feel Zhou Weiwei needs to see a psychiatrist." Chen Yuchen frowned, "It's really scary when she goes crazy sometimes."

"I think what's pitiful about her is that she wasn't well cared for when she was a child. When she grows up, she can obviously choose to change herself, but she still doesn't want to face some trauma."

Zhao Mengxue lowered her voice and said that she had already analyzed Zhou Weiwei's situation.

"I just don't want to see her disturbing you." Chen Yuchen said lightly, "She is obviously here for you now."

"I think Zhou Weiwei may have been beaten when she was a child, and she suddenly ran to see Lin Qingjuan, maybe just out of sympathy, and it also made me feel disgusted."

Zhao Mengxue's eyes turned cold. She really couldn't guess what Zhou Weiwei wanted to do next.

"I heard that Zhou Weiwei's stepfather almost raped an underage high school student. Because of this incident, he was imprisoned for many years."

Chen Yuchen said in a voice that only two people heard. He pursed his lips and showed a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"Zhou Weiwei is a bit miserable." Zhao Mengxue sighed softly. Following Zhou Weiwei's growth trajectory, it can be seen that she is indeed a bit pitiful.

If the original family is not healthy, the child will have to overcome many difficulties when he grows up, and his mentality may never be normal.

Zhao Mengxue has seen too many such examples. She works hard to study psychology to help more people, hoping to alleviate some people's pain.


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