Mrs. Amnesia: The CEO chased her thousands of times

A few days later, at 3:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Yuman once again sat in He Jianyan's consultation room.

He Jianyan went to the tea room to make a cup of rose tea in person, using his own mug.

"Drink some rose tea, it will soothe the liver and relieve depression!" He Jianyan was still sitting on the chair opposite the sofa, but he didn't have a notebook or pen in his hand.

"I'm sorry to take up your working time again. Please accept this!" Jiang Yuman placed a succulent pot the size of a roll of paper on the small round table next to the sofa to express her gratitude.

"Haha, Miss Jiang is interested! There are no consultations scheduled during this time today, so there is no need to be stressed. How have you been these past few days? Do you feel better?"

These days, Jiang Yuman passed the time watching TV and sleeping. Psychiatric drugs made her drowsy and dizzy. She hardly went out and lived in such a sloppy way.

During this period, she sent several messages to He Jianyan, and the other party sometimes responded within seconds, and sometimes it took more than 12 hours for her to reply. She was not sure of the other party's "whereabouts," and she felt increasingly unbearable.

Finally, the day before yesterday, He Jianyan took the initiative to send her a message, reminding her to take the medicine according to the doctor's instructions and not to reduce or stop taking the medicine at will. Then he asked her to come and sit by. He said, "Come out and meet someone. Your mood will brighten up."

Not to mention how happy I was when I received the message!

"I'm fine these days. I can eat and sleep. Sometimes I feel very bored by myself and can't get excited. I want to do something but don't know what to do."

"Yes, you don't have anyone at home to keep you company. I have another consultation at 4 o'clock later. After that, I will take you out to eat delicious food. There is a newly opened Jianghu restaurant that is very good. I have never been there. If you find a chance to go, just treat it as you accompanying me this time?"

"Ah...ok."

……

In the consulting room, He Jianyan didn't act like a consultant at all. He looked like a friend. He asked Jiang Yuman some questions. Jiang Yuman opened the conversation little by little. He Jianyan listened carefully and randomly inserted some relevant information about himself. Experience as "vibe".

Jiang Yuman felt that it was great to talk to He Jianyan. He respected her, looked at her with all his attention when she spoke, and gave positive feedback no matter what she said. This was completely different from her past experience.

She grew up in an orphanage and was scolded and beaten regularly. When she grew up and married into the Xia family, her husband's family just treated her like a flower vase. My ex-husband was somewhat chauvinistic. Later I met the Yao family...and then went to jail...

At only 27 years old, her heart was already dry, and He Jianyan was like a pool of sweet water, moisturizing her dry heart.

When it was close to four o'clock, He Jianyan took Jiang Yuman to the relaxation room and taught her how to operate the VR massage chair.

When he put the VR device on Jiang Yuman's head, he gently pushed the hair behind her ears with his hands. This was originally just an action to put on the VR equipment better, but Jiang Yuman's heart suddenly trembled.

"The strap needs to be adjusted. The previous user's head circumference was too big..." He leaned close to Jiang Yuman's ear and adjusted the length of the VR device's strap with both hands. A refreshing and pleasant smell of men's perfume came, and the warm breath spread on her cheeks.

The atmosphere seemed to be ambiguous.

The next second, He Jianyan said cheerfully: "How about it, is it okay?" His body moved away from her ears.

All this seemed to be an unintentional act, and Jiang Yuman didn't dwell on it too much, just treating it as a routine contact between staff and users.

"Just wait for me here for this hour. You can watch VR videos while getting a massage. You can also sleep. I'll call you when I'm done."

"it is good."

"Mr. Xia, the consultation time is up, please come over here." Phoebe bent over and faced Xia Anyu, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall, with an impeccable professional smile on her face.

In the consultation room, He Jianyan had returned to his professional state, sitting on the chair opposite the sofa, holding a pen and record book in his hand. As soon as Xia Anyu sat down, she smelled that perfume again. It was Jiang Yuman's favorite Hermès perfume, and he personally selected it for her.

"How was your week?" When the consultation time came, He Jianyan opened with a smile.

"It's not good. I'm not sleeping well and I'm in a bad mood."

Xia Anyu came from the company and was wearing a black suit. There was no hairspray on my head today, and my bangs were hanging down, looking a bit handsome and childish.

"Would you like to tell me what's going on?"

Xia Anyu wasn't the type to talk things out when something happened, but today, he had to find someone to talk to, and a psychological counselor who he had never met before was undoubtedly the best candidate.

After a long silence, Xia Anyu opened her lips and teeth.

"It's about my ex-wife. I seem to have done something very excessive to her. Although I'm not sure what the truth is yet, when I think of her past reactions and the clues provided to me by a mysterious person, I... …I’m so panicked, if, if, I really misunderstand her, then I will be a heinous bad guy!”

When Xia Anyu said this, his nerves were already tense, and his hand trembling slightly as he picked up the disposable water cup.

……

During the last consultation, Xia Anyu didn't say anything and couldn't stay any longer. This time, he was much calmer and vaguely told He Jianyan about his past with his ex-wife.

He Jianyan faced Xia Anyu with full professionalism. For him, Xia Anyu was his visitor and the one he needed to heal with professional techniques.

During the consultation, Xia Anyu was once again violently disturbed and aroused physical reactions. He Jianyan spent 15 minutes doing meditation exercises to help him calm down. In Xia Anyu's view, He Jianyan is a qualified companion. He listens to his troubles patiently and attentively, gives him enough waiting and space, and never criticizes or evaluates anything of his or his thoughts. This is very important for a lifelong companion. For Xia Anyu, it was enough.

When the consultation time came and the conversation ended, He Jianyan bid farewell to Xia Anyu and walked to the door of the consultation room with a smile.

When he stepped out of the door, Xia Anyu turned around and asked abruptly: "I also smelled the perfume smell lingering on the sofa last time. Was it left by the visitor in front of me?"

He Jianyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

"Can I find out her age? Is she older or younger?"

He Jianyan was keenly aware of something, or his intuition told him that Xia Anyu was trying to find something.

"She's a middle-aged lady." He Jianyan smiled politely, with a hint of "refuse to continue answering."

"Very tasteful." Xia Anyu felt a little inexplicably disappointed, and then responded with a polite smile. He knew the rules of psychological counseling, and counselors were not allowed to disclose the client's personal information to other people, so it was inconvenient to ask again.