Chapter 197

Ye Jinxin gave a sound and looked at him quietly.

After a long silence, Gao yunqi stared at her and tentatively said, "Jinxin, do you know? You're robbing your father for business."

Ye Jinxin sneered, "I said, he's not my father."

"Jinxin....."

"Stop talking, I hate him! He's just my former father. I won't recognize him now and in the future."

Gao yunqi sighed helplessly. He didn't know the whole story, so he didn't know how to persuade her.

"Yun Qi." the girl raised her eyes and looked at him firmly. "You let go, I believe you, and I will help you."

Gao yunqi hesitated for a moment and said, "do we really want to rob Huo's business?"

Ye Jinxin's eyes flashed and his voice was clear. "How can we say that it is to rob business? The reserve price we give is more reasonable than them. Others are willing to cooperate with us. This is fair communication. We have nothing wrong."

Gao yunqi looked at her lingche eyes. Obviously, as before, she was still as warm and harmless as a quiet rabbit. However, the determination and determination flashing inside had been shining with incomparably dazzling brilliance.

At the last moment, Gao yunqi couldn't help sighing in the bottom of his heart, "it's still the child raised by Huo Tingdong. Even the rabbit teeth shine better than ordinary people."

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Under the pressure of Huo's mother, Huo Tingdong went to the psychologist.

The doctor is a middle-aged man with a pair of gold rimmed eyes on his nose, a little mustache on his chin, a black suit that is more straight than he wears, and his eyes are sharp like a fox, which makes him look like an elite in business, not a doctor. Outside the suit, he wears a white coat, with a work card on his left chest with his name, Lu Jinhua.

"Hello, Mr. Huo."

As soon as Huo Tingdong stepped in, Lu Jinhua quickly got up from the table and stretched out his hand.

Huo Tingdong shook hands with him politely.

Lu Jinhua raised his hand and said, "please sit down."

Huo Tingdong unbuttoned the hem of his coat and sat down with two.

"Mr. Huo," said Lu Jinhua, looking at the light blue and purple under his eyes, "have you been drinking for a long time recently?"

Huo Tingdong was silent, and his fingers impatiently knocked on the table. "Isn't it a psychologist? Why do you ask this?"

Lu Jinhua smiled. "Don't ask this. Let's change the topic. Have you been having nightmares for a long time recently?"

Huo Tingdong knocked his fingers on the table and nodded slightly after a long time.

"Would you mind telling me what's in the dream?"

The atmosphere of the room is very good. There are unknown spices at hand, emitting a concentrated fragrance, which is easy to relax.

Unconsciously, Huo Tingdong said it.

"It can't be said to be a nightmare."

Ye Jinxin's dream is a nightmare.

"I will dream of a broken hand and her every day. She will cry and ask me why I am dead and you make my body... Incomplete."

"Her? Who is she?"

"My daughter."

"Do you think... She's dead now?"

Huo Tingdong closed his eyes. "I don't know. But... Everyone around me told me that she was dead."

"What about yourself."

Huo Tingdong's voice rose. "I said, I don't know."

"No, you should know," Lu Jinhua said almost cruelly. "If you don't know, you won't have such a dream."

Huo Tingdong breathed out in a long collapse, and his eyes were red.

Lu Jinhua shook his head.

"You never thought that since she has gone, she should be given a good rest, such as making a clothes grave for her."

Lu Jinhua had known before that ye Jinxin died in the sea, and the body was not found.

Huo Tingdong's Adam's apple rolled twice and his voice was low. "No need... I've asked someone to write her into the Huo family tree."

"But without a farewell ceremony, her good friends will..."

"I said, no need!" Huo Tingdong suddenly lost control of his mood and almost yelled out this sentence.

Seeing the veins on his forehead, Lu Jinhua hurriedly shut up and saved his life.

"Don't get excited."

It was a long time before the doctor dared to say such a sentence.

"Mr. Huo, I just feel that the dead are dead, and your life still needs to move forward, you know..."

"Oh." Huo Tingdong interrupted him with a sneer. "Isn't Mr. Lu a first-class psychologist? Is that all he can say?"

Lu Jinhua smiled bitterly. "I will say a lot. I just think you shouldn't cooperate."

"You think I'm sick, too?"

"To be clear, Mr. Huo, you now have a serious tendency to depression. In addition, if you drink too much for a long time, it is easy to develop in the direction of self abuse."

"Will I kill myself in the end?" Huo Tingdong suddenly opened his mouth.

Lu Jinhua looked up and saw the desperate decision in his eyes. His heart was suddenly cold.

"Mr. Huo." Lu Jinhua suddenly cut off the topic. "Do you know that there is a kind of lanolin white jade called green alkyne in the world?"

Huo Tingdong lowered his head a little impatiently, adjusted the cuffs of his shirt and said, "I don't know."

Lu Jinhua breathed out and said, "green alkyne is the burial object for those disabled nobles and royal relatives in ancient times. It is said that as long as green alkyne is placed in the injured or incomplete part of the owner, their bodies will be restored to integrity after death."

Lu Jin Wharton paused, looked into his eyes and continued, "you just said that you always dream of a broken hand. You might as well find this green alkyne. Maybe he can help you make your broken soul complete."

Although Huo Tingdong didn't speak, the wavering light in his eyes clearly depicts his beating heart.

Green alkyne, can you make that girl's hand complete?

Thinking, the mobile phone in Huo Tingdong's coat pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated.