Chapter 589: The Young Master Can Hear Thoughts Again! 05

That afternoon, 0731 had already cleared up all the rumors that Fei Yao had people spread.

They also traced it back to the source and found the culprit behind the rumors.

The small news workshop that the Fee Company funded.

【Host, this investigation is really something—they've used this news agency's hype ability to ruin several companies that once had opposing projects.】

【Hold onto the evidence, don't scare the snake.】

Didu has no shortage of wealthy and powerful families; if it were really just such a tiny news agency, it definitely couldn't stir up such a big wave.

The Fee Family, Fei Yao—none of them are that simple a role.

However, this matter currently has little to do with my psychologist.

Most importantly, how to cure the young master.

Although today's meeting wasn't as bad as I thought, the irritability-triggering cause mentioned in passing in the original plot remains an urgent problem to solve.

And he still hasn't figured out what the cause actually is.

The plan in the notebook filled page after page, and in the end Jin Chen still decided to proceed step by step.

Start with the most easily accepted meditation.

At this point, Fei Yao also finally learned that Fu Mu Ci's psychologist had been changed to someone else.

He invited Ren Jia Ming out to meet.

In the café.

Fei Yao looked displeased at the man before him, his tone no longer as gentle as before.

"It's just an arm injury—how did you let your junior disciple take over for you?"

"Besides, didn't you used to say that your junior disciple only wanted to quickly continue studying and researching? For him, going abroad to study is the best."

Ren Jia Ming awkwardly took a sip of coffee; he also didn't know why things had turned out this way.

Moreover, he took the money but didn't fulfill the agreed-upon requirements, which is also helpless.

"I don't know—he suddenly became like a different person, completely unwilling to listen to advice anymore."

His uninjured hand covered Fei Yao's hand on the table, "A Yao, don't be angry—I'll keep thinking of a way."

"Alright, you can't even get close to Fu Mu Ci now—what else could you possibly come up with?"

Fei Yao impatiently shook off his hand, tapping his fingers lightly on the table a few times, looking quite agitated.

"Give me a copy of your junior disciple's contact information."

"What? But he's not like me—he wouldn't..."

"That's not something you should worry about."

Fei Yao's tone turned completely cold, "Besides, what are you worried about? I'm just looking out for my good friend, wanting to understand his new psychologist better."

Ren Jia Ming's eyes flickered, he didn't say anything more, just asking: "What about our relationship then… A Yao, you know, I genuinely like you, that's why I helped you with those things."

Seeing that man's smooth-talking demeanor, Fei Yao curled a mocking smile, though his tone softened considerably.

"Our relationship certainly won't change—you're still my boyfriend."

"Then that's good."

Ren Jia Ming relaxed a bit, but inside he was thinking, he still needed to quickly regain his psychologist identity, otherwise Jin Chen would definitely mess up their plans!

"I still have some things to do, you drink on your own, the bill's already settled."

Fei Yao took another sip, feeling that next time he should change cafés.

No matter how good this café's flavor is, eventually you'll get tired of it.

"Also, this card has 500,000—take it and spend it; I'll be busy this period, don't look for me if there's nothing."

He casually pushed the card toward Ren Jia Ming, then got up and left without a care.

Seeing this, 0731 secretly marveled.

The protagonist is so cool and carefree.

But it seems he doesn't match the lively, cheerful, passionate original plot at all.

Soon a friend request appeared in Jin Chen's messages.

He acted as if he hadn't seen it, deleted the message, and continued his work.

——

The next morning, Jin Chen still appeared on time outside the Fu Family residence.

However, today he arrived a few minutes earlier than yesterday; when he got out of the car, he faintly saw a silhouette at the floor-to-ceiling window of the third-floor study.

Upon closer look, he realized it was Fu Mu Ci standing there, looking at something.

This direction…

Jin Chen followed the gaze, but it was just a lawn mower on the grass.

He kept it in mind, seemingly casually asking the butler who came to pick him up.

"These days, with autumn approaching, the lawn here probably doesn't need a mower anymore, does it?"

The butler glanced over and sighed.

"You don't know—this lawn mower isn't actually for work; the young master insists on seeing it."

"Anyway, this person is the young master's psychologist—knowing more is always good."

The butler said while walking, "We only discovered this two years ago—if we move the lawn mower, the young master becomes especially anxious."

"Just using it in place won't work, opening it won't either—it just needs to sit there quietly so the young master can see it when he opens the window."

That's interesting.

Jin Chen recalled the events from the original plot, which seemingly never specifically mentioned the lawn mower.

But at this time two years ago…

He turned his head and asked, "Two years ago, did the young master ever have a serious worsening of his condition? Which month was that?"

"Yes, the August incident really scared us."

Mentioning that, the butler still feels uneasy: "If it weren't for a servant happening to pass by and see the young master sitting silently on the balcony railing, this household would have... sigh."

"Alright, I understand."

After they finished speaking, they arrived at the main hall; Jin Chen shifted the topic, "Thank you, butler."

Just like yesterday, he brought a fruit tray upstairs to find Fu Mu Ci.

Coincidentally, as soon as he went upstairs, he saw Fu Mu Ci opening the room door.

He still seemed unaccustomed to the fruit tray not being on the shelf, standing there for several seconds, leaving Jin Chen feeling a bit creeped out.

"Good morning, young master; do you still remember me?"

Fu Mu Ci didn't speak, turned and walked straight into the room, this time not rushing to close the door.

Jin Chen followed closely behind.

〖He left the door open for me! He cares about me! 〗

〖He's so cute today! Wearing loungewear is also cute! 〗

〖I want to touch his head! 〗

Not seeing his wife all night, Jin Chen greatly missed her; as soon as he entered, his mind began racing frantically.

Fu Mu Ci's ear tips were visibly turning redder and redder.

Yesterday's incident actually wasn't an accident, was it?

The fruit tray was on the desk; Fu Mu Ci noticed that today's fruit lacked the fire ginseng fruit.

Even the green grapes had been peeled.

He slightly pursed his lips, a hint of pleasure appearing in his eyes.

"Is the young master busy today?"

Jin Chen was already familiar with this place; he put the bag he brought down in the lounge area, walked over, and asked Fu Mu Ci.

I don't know what he wants to do, but a psychologist's methods are just those; Fu Mu Ci found it uninteresting and didn't want to bother.