Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 996 My Private Prosecution
I feel that I died unjustly. In my previous life, I was 28 years old. Although I have been regarded as an old girl who cannot be married by my seven aunts and eight aunts, I have a career that I like, and I am ready to fight for this career for the rest of my life. Marriage is also possible.

After graduating from university, I was confused for a while, and my job was quite satisfactory, but it was not related to my major.

My parents often followed me and said, "Your four years of college are for nothing."

My major is psychology, which is a high-end major, but 98% of my college classmates have done jobs that are not related to the major.

I am that [-] percent, and as a counselor is two years after my graduation.

I didn't want to do this job for the first two years, because the boring college life made me feel that psychology was a hell job, and I didn't like it.

"Can you eat it if you like it?"

This sentence was repeated by my family for two years. In the third year, I was forced to join the psychological consulting company of my brother.

As soon as I entered a wealthy family, the reason why I called my brother's company "A wealthy family" is because he has a quirk. He only provides psychological counseling to wealthy wives, masters, sons, and young ladies. abnormal.

He is doing what he likes, that is, he can earn their money, and he can also appease their life, which is costly or even devoid of humanity.

Of course, the most important thing is not his professional strength, but his strengths.

I don't know since when, women, and even some men, like delicate skin and upright appearance, and they often cook little fresh meat that looks like a sad spring and autumn.

Brother is a veritable little fresh meat.

He first seduced the rich "psychopath" to the company, and the consultation was to eat, drink, have fun, and after a long time, he needed psychological counseling, because his foolishness forgot his troubles.

But there is also the kind of "true disease" that the senior brother can't talk about. At this time, he dumped it on me.

My death also started because of a rich lady.

She is an avid animal protectionist.

She doesn't like dogs, but cats, and he told me seriously that she fell in love with a cat and went to bed every day thinking about what a cat would do.

Fuck, this guy doesn't need to consult a psychiatrist at all, she and he need an experienced psychiatrist.

This is just my slander, although I have a little repulsion to psychological counselors, but as a five-good youth in society and a successor to communism, I still have a good career operation.

I had to accept her idea that although I was male, I wasn't a tomcat.

She likes cats and regards cats as people, and her affection for cats is a kind of love between people.

She didn't come to the senior brother's company voluntarily, she was escorted by her mother herself, the senior brother took care of her mother, and I was in charge of her.

"Miss, can you tell me about your family environment?"

With noble professional ethics, I asked her questions one by one step by step. From the conversation, I learned that she is a college student and her family is rich. I bought her a separate apartment on campus. The big place can hold the event every day. party.

In the beginning, she was not a psychopath, she went shopping with her friends.

The cat he fell in love with was accidentally seen when he was visiting a pet store.

The black Persian cat looked at her with cold eyes, which she felt should be what a lonely and arrogant man should have.

(End of this chapter)