CEO's Unexpected Twins

"Not only, but it's a secret. I'm going to tell you later. Now I don't want to tell you." he smiled mysteriously. "Mr. Wen, I'm far from looking so positive. After listening to my story, you won't regret accepting me."

It has to be said that he can also hold people's mind, fully know what words to draw a big cake for people, and then hang others invisibly.

For example, the first time, he refused to tell everyone his name.

Although it was Ping Shui's turn, Wen Shutong didn't care too much, but when he met for the second time, he couldn't help being curious and subconsciously wanted to get closer and know his exact name.

On that day, he took the initiative to help, on the one hand, because the other party was a chess friend he got along with, on the other hand, he was curious about himself.

Then came his mysterious wheelchair, and then came his unspoken secret.

Although you can see through this skill at a glance, Wen Shutong has to admit that this kind of thing is really easy to get on top of people.

She also smiled mysteriously: "if so, it would be great. I will also let you feel the professional ability of a psychological counselor worth 2000."

"Oh, it doesn't sound very expensive," he said teasingly.

"It doesn't matter. If my visitors are stupid and have a lot of money, I can start the price on the ground and add a zero back." Wen Shutong joked with him with a smile.

"Add another two zeros, or I'm afraid I don't deserve to listen." he went down the slope and opened his mouth.

"Well, stop. If anyone hears me, I'll be invited in for tea soon."

Wen Shutong quickened the pace of pushing his wheelchair and hurriedly pressed back the topic around money.

When the wheelchair passed xiaohengdu's room, the door was opened, and a head came out of it.

Usually he stayed quietly in the room, so Wen Shutong didn't pay much attention to that side and didn't pay attention at all.

But the sight of death keenly caught the vision of outsiders and turned to look at the past.

When he was in front of Wen Shutong, he was morbid and fragile, but with a kind of black humor.

The light of the eyes is light from beginning to end, just like the ice and snow on the top of the mountain, with a cold feeling that is difficult to disperse for thousands of years.

Even if he's joking.

But when he turned to Xiaoheng, he immediately took the meaning of rustling and killing.

It's like a first-class weapon quenched with cold light, with a chilling cold.

Xiaoheng still had too little knowledge. He trembled and took back his eyes in an instant.

The door was quietly closed by him.

When the two entered the consulting room, Wen Shutong sat on the sofa opposite him, about half a meter away.

The whole room is bright and clean, with all kinds of potted plants next to it.

In such weather, it is still full of spring and makes people feel comfortable.

Looking up at the curtains, death whispered, "can you close the curtains? I don't like such strong sunshine."

Many autistic children and visitors with avoidant personality, or people with a serious childhood shadow, don't like such strong light.

Wen Shutong said he understood. He picked up the remote control next to him and closed the automatic curtains. The light in the room darkened. In the gloom, he could only see the shining eyes of both sides.

"I guess you're inferring what I've experienced, so you don't like such light. I tell you, it's because of the shadow of childhood."

"Si" still folded his hands. His voice was as light as dust hanging in the air. He couldn't hear clearly.

Wen Shutong didn't look too shocked. He slightly raised his eyebrows: "it seems that you have done a lot of homework in order to consult me. You even understand these."

"But don't worry, I've been in contact with a lot of patients. There are countless people who consult the information in advance. I won't think you're a freak."

Death's heart was also a little shocked. Unexpectedly, Wen Shutong was such a calm person.

She seems to surprise herself again and again, which seems to be quite interesting.

"In addition to these, can you judge what I'm thinking?" Wen Shutong approached him and opened his mouth like guidance.

The person in front smiled and said impolitely, "do you want to do consultation or do I want to do consultation? Why did you ask me in turn? Is there such a truth in this world?"

"Why don't you let me charge you and I'll be a psychologist for you?"

"Well, I didn't think you were so smart just now. I can guess the details in my heart and give you a chance to exercise. Why don't you appreciate it?" Wen Shutong also smiled and said, "I'll tell you what you don't want to say."

The other party nodded and looked all ears.

"I guess your own character must not be as relaxed and casual as I saw. Maybe you suffered some kind of trauma when you were young, which made you have the habit of being happy and angry and used to disguise."

"You should have been a shy person before. You are not good at communicating with others, but you are forced by life to make changes and force yourself to accept the world."

After Wen Shutong spoke softly, he added softly, "of course, this is not a bad thing. Everyone has a self-protection system, but the methods are different. It doesn't matter as long as you can protect yourself and feel happy without affecting your daily life."

The surprise in death's heart magnified a little.

He found that wenshutong people were much more powerful than he thought.

In fact, he is not completely pretending, but another personality he wants to be.

What he likes will be regarded as a person of this character, and he will never make mistakes in acting.

But Wen Shutong saw through it at a glance. What was more terrible was that what she saw through was not the character he pretended to be now, but the character he had hidden for decades.

He doesn't like the feeling of being seen through, which makes him have a bad feeling that his secret is exposed to the sun.

Therefore, the expression on death's face was very calm and nodded lightly: "then? It seems that the guess is good. As a reward, should I tell you my real childhood experience?"

Wen Shutong looked at him quietly and had a little doubt about himself.

If you really guessed right, it shouldn't be this reaction. Can't he have the heart to beat himself?

She suppressed her curiosity and expressed her own guesses from a very neutral point of view.

Although "Si" nodded one after another, Wen Shutong always felt like he was scratching his boots and couldn't scratch the key place.

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