vncnus Chapter 41 Li Xin'er
Chapter 41 Li Xin'er
this day.
A commercial center in Tsim Sha Tsui.
Chen Fan casually stopped a woman who looked remarkably like Kelly Chen and asked, "Excuse me, miss, is there a psychological counseling room inside this building?"
Chen Fan had lost his business card too early, and a lot had happened recently, so he had long forgotten the information on it.
Before he met Li Xin'er in person, he searched all the surrounding buildings but couldn't find her anywhere.
Li Xin'er looked him up and down, then nodded and said, "Yes."
"Which floor are you on?"
"Sir, may I ask why you're seeing a psychologist?"
Chen Fan shrugged and said helplessly, "Oh, I have a crazy friend who said I have a mental illness. I bet him I don't, so I'm here to see a psychologist."
Li Xin'er nodded silently: "Come with me."
"Hmm? Miss, just tell me which floor. I'm not bad with directions, I should be able to find the place."
"I want to go to the counseling room too."
Chen Fan looked like he had just realized something. "Oh, so you're a mental patient who needs to see a doctor, Miss."
"..."
Li Xin'er remained silent.
However, her tightly clenched fists revealed that she was very angry and wanted to punch something to vent her anger.
How could a psychiatrist be labeled as mentally ill? Does she seem abnormal?
"Miss, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to reveal your privacy."
"Actually, having an illness isn't necessarily your fault; we can't choose our family's genetic predisposition."
"..."
Listening to Chen Fan's incessant chatter, Li Xin'er smiled helplessly. "Sir, is it possible that I'm a psychologist?"
"It's probably just a matter of probability, a 50% chance. A beautiful woman like you with a great figure and temperament, I bet you're not a psychologist, otherwise it would be such a waste."
"Why is it a pity that I'm a psychologist?"
Li Xin'er was puzzled.
The psychologist didn't eat your rice, so what's the big deal?
"There are no secrets when you're with a psychologist. If I'm not mistaken, you're probably still single, aren't you?"
"No! The men who want to date me could line up from this building all the way to the outlying island."
"Boasting is not a good habit, especially since our topic is related to marriage. The word 'separated' in 'outlying island' is not a good omen when put together with marriage, so I'm absolutely not wrong. By the way, miss, what is your surname?"
"..." Li Xin'er closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths to try to suppress her emotions, and said, "My surname is Li, and this is my business card."
As she spoke, she handed over a business card.
Ding!
Just then, the elevator arrived at the floor where the psychological counseling room was located.
Based on Chen Fan's name, Li Xin'er quickly found a letter of commission for psychotherapy transferred from the Department of Justice.
"Mr. Chen, please come with me."
They followed Li Xin'er to the other party's office, which also served as a consultation room.
Li Xin'er politely poured Chen Fan a glass of cool boiled water and gestured for him to take off his coat and lie down on the recliner.
She took a form from her desk and sat down opposite Chen Fan.
"Mr. Chan, before you begin your treatment, I have an obligation to inform you that the psychological treatment you are currently receiving was referred by the Department of Justice..."
"Dr. Xin'er, stop with those foreigners' tactless words. I understand the rules. It's just a six-month process, and if you fail the psychological evaluation, you'll be imprisoned."
Li Xin'er nodded and handed over the form, "Good to know, please sign to confirm."
"They really know how to put on a show."
Chen Fan reluctantly signed his name.
Li Xin'er crossed her legs and said, "Based on the contents of the letter, I suspect you have serious violent tendencies, so our treatment will mainly focus on hypnosis."
Chen Fan said in a tragic tone, "I told you, there are no secrets when you're with a psychologist."
"I'm a professional, so Mr. Chen, you don't need to worry about leaks."
Li Xin'er picked up a pen and paper and continued, "Before the hypnosis begins, I will ask you a few questions. I hope you can answer them truthfully."
"Ask away."
Could you please tell me about your job?
Chen Fan chuckled and said, "City appearance maintenance specialist."
Li Xin'er paused, glanced up at him, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Speak like a human!"
"Street sweeping".
"Mr. Chen, I hope you will answer seriously. I am a doctor, and I only want to cure you. It's difficult for me to help you if you resist treatment like this."
Chen Fan's expression turned serious. "I'm not kidding. Haven't you seen gangsters in action?"
"The car hadn't stopped, but the door opened first; the person hadn't been seen, but the knife was already out."
"We love the feeling; as soon as we get off the bus, we're ready to help people sweep the streets."
Li Xin'er rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Mr. Chen, there's a limit to jokes. I really don't get your humor."
"Dr. Xin'er, you are very suspicious. One of my strengths is that I don't lie to women, especially the very beautiful ones."
"I'm happy you complimented my looks," Li Xin'er said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Then I'd like to ask you, do all gangsters these days afford to wear high-end custom-made suits?"
"An ordinary gangster can never afford to wear high-end custom-made clothes in his entire life, but it's not necessarily the case after he becomes a boss. Someone as promising as me at a young age can be a leader in any industry."
Chen Fan adjusted his lying position and laughed, "I'm not pretending anymore. I'm coming clean. I'm the boss of the Hung Hing Society in Mong Kok, and Ladies' Market is under my protection. If you ever go there, Dr. Xin'er, just mention my name and I'll make sure you're safe."
Li Xin'er covered the form, crossed her arms, and stared intently into Chen Fan's eyes: "Fine, you say you're a gangster, then let me ask you again, how many times have you killed someone? Have you ever killed anyone?"
"He must have killed someone twenty or thirty times. If he killed someone, he would have to go to Stanley to pick up the soap. It's not worth ruining his reputation for a few tens of thousands of dollars in settlement money. So he definitely hasn't killed anyone."
Indeed, Chen Fan never uses knives when he's robbing someone; he always uses guns for convenience.
"Miss Xin'er, since you've asked me so many questions, how about I ask you one too?"
Li Xin'er said calmly, "I'm not sure I'll answer you."
Chen Fan sat up, keeping a fist's distance from Li Xin'er, and suddenly asked, "Miss Xin'er, are you still single?"
"You want to pursue me? Aren't you afraid you have no secrets from me?"
"Close contact requires honesty and openness. Besides, pursuing someone doesn't necessarily mean marrying them. I can build you a golden house to support you."
Li Xin'er gritted her teeth. "Mr. Chen, your delusions are very serious. You should get treatment as soon as possible and not let it develop into schizophrenia."
"OK, please begin your performance."
Chen Fan lay back down, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.
Li Xin'er asked a few more questions, and seeing that Chen Fan didn't react, she looked up, rubbed the corner of her eye, and casually picked up a psychology book and opened it.
He kept glancing at Chen Fan, who was resting with his eyes closed, out of the corner of his eye.
Today was her worst day as a psychologist. From the moment she met Chen Fan, she found that her emotions were constantly being led by the nose, and she could hardly calm down.
Two and a half hours later, Chen Fan finished meditating and slowly opened his eyes.
"This recliner is so comfortable, Miss Xin'er. Has anyone told you that this chair is incredibly effective at helping you sleep?"
"You're the first one." Li Xin'er closed her book. "Mr. Chen, please leave your phone number. Also, for the next six months, please come to cooperate with the treatment on this day every week."
"Understood, I will come to sleep here every week, and please calculate my treatment fee at the highest standard."
"You're really sloppy."
Chen Fan put on his coat and chuckled, "Tch, I don't need to pay, just take whatever you want."
The police station is paying for it, so why not spend it?
Spending public money to pick up your own girl, how wonderful!