Imperial President, Tease me!

Thin tilt: "

No, what do you mean?

Back?

"Jin Yan?"

Xi Jinyan put down his chopsticks and looked at Bo Qing sideways. In Bo Qing's nervous eyes, his words to his mouth became, "eat first. I'll let him come later."

Bo Qing sighed a little relieved and nodded with a smile.

After lunch, Xi Jin Yanzhen called his personal psychologist, Pei Zhenglin.

This is a young man in his thirties. When he came, he was wearing a straight black suit, holding a briefcase in his hand, and his hair was meticulous. It looked very professional.

The point is, this man is very handsome, but a little rigid.

Bo Qing could not help sighing in her heart again. Maybe she works around Xi Jinyan, and her appearance is also a level. Otherwise, why are the people around Xi Jinyan higher than each other?

She was thinking, and Pei Zhenglin's voice rang, "madam, Hello, I'm Pei Zhenglin, Mr. Pei's personal psychologist."

At this meeting, in Xi Jinyan's study, Bo Qin looked at Xi Jinyan, who was sitting at the desk with an expressionless face. His indifferent look seemed as if the psychologist had not found it for him.

Bo Qingdun looked at Pei Zhenglin again and nodded.

She actually had many questions to ask Pei Zhenglin, but she couldn't say anything in front of Xi Jinyan.

She is really a little speechless to discuss her condition with the doctor in front of the patient.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

You can't make complaints about your life. Jin Yan, you are my friend. You can see what I can do for you.

For a moment, Bo Qing really didn't know what to say. Then Xi Jinyan opened his mouth first, "just ask what you want to ask."

Thin tilt: "..."

What you said is easy. Go find the mirror and see your face as black as the bottom of the pot

You promised to see a psychologist yourself, but now you're playing with your emotions. What's the trouble?

Of course, Xi Jinyan looks very calm on the surface, but Bo Qing knows that Xi Jinyan has no emotion, which is the biggest emotion.

Xi Jinyan saw that Bo Qing had not yet opened his mouth, but he was very self-aware. He directly stood up and walked out, "I'll give you ten minutes."

Then he opened the door and went out.

Thin Qing hung three black lines on his forehead, swallowed his saliva, looked at Pei Zhenglin again, smiled and said, "Dr. Pei, please sit down."

Pei Zhenglin gently nodded his head and sat down on the sofa with Bo Qing.

Then Pei Zhenglin said, "madam, you can ask now."

Bo Qing didn't waste time. After all, ten minutes was too short. She hurried to ask, "what's the cause of Jin Yan's paranoia?"

"I don't know." Pei Zhenglin said without changing his face.

After a meal, Bo Qing knew, "he won't tell you."

Pei Zhenglin's tone was a little helpless. "Mr. has been very negative about treatment, so I was surprised to receive a call from Mr. today."

Bo Qing probably understood that Xi Jinyan didn't tell Pei Zhenglin anything, so she didn't need to ask again.

It won't take ten minutes.

"I see. Let's officially start from tomorrow."

Pei Zhenglin answered and continued, "madam, please take care of your illness."