"Is this OK?"

Fu Qi looked puzzled and looked at Zhou Xubai in confusion. He couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you tell Ni Huan directly?"

"You ask me?" Zhou Xubai raised his eyebrows at her, and said in a sloppy tone, "This is what the boss means. If you have something to do, ask him yourself."

"DNA tests may not necessarily require blood extraction... What if Ni Huan wakes up tomorrow morning and finds that there is an extra wound on her finger, what should I say?"

"Whatever you say, I have brought the words and given them to you, so I can do it for you."

After saying that, Zhou Xubai left without any reason, walked a few steps, and turned around.

He was kind and reminded Fu Qi.

"To be honest, I have actually tested Ni Huan's hair once before. But the boss is cautious and afraid of something going wrong, so he specially asked you to take Ni Huan's blood sample before taking her paternity test while she was unconscious."

On the spot, Fu Qi frowned fiercely, his expression as if he was thinking.

Suddenly there was an extra sister who divided the family property, so it was better for the boss to be cautious.

——

On the way back, Chen Zhiyan sent a WeChat message to ask Ni Huan if she had time to have dinner together. Fu Qi sat next to Ni Huan and happened to catch a glimpse of this WeChat message.

“Can’t go.”

Fu Qi blurted out, what if Ni Huan didn't come back tonight, how could she complete the task given by her boss?

Ni Huan had no intention of going, but suddenly she was yelled by Fu Qi, and her fingers shook uncontrollably, and the word "get out" was sent over.

Ni Huan hurriedly withdrew the information, but when he was anxious, he accidentally pressed it to delete it.

She was stunned for two or three seconds, took a deep breath, and typed a line of words stiffly.

[I said I was wrong, do you believe it?]

Chen Zhiyan replied quickly: [Do you think I should believe it?]

Ni Huan paused and did not reply to the message. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Fu Qi with an extremely kind look.

Fu Qi hurriedly explained: "Ni Huan, you have become too popular recently. People are famous for a lot of trouble. It would be bad if you are photographed by the media."

Ni Huan said nothing and listened quietly to her.

"And, men are all kind of virtue, and what they can't get is the best. I have heard about you and Shen Zhiyan... Never forgive him casually. Listen to me, let him cold first and let him stay, let him realize his mistakes, and it's not too late to forgive him."

Ni Huan smiled when she heard this, "You seem to understand what you said. Have you been in love many times?"

Fu Qi waved his hand, "No, I don't care about men's things."

Ni Huan rubbed his fingers against the edge of the phone case and rubbed it back and forth. Not long after, the phone vibrated again and she looked down.

Chen Zhiyan: [Why don’t you speak?]

Ni Huan: [I’m a little tired today and don’t want to go out.]

Chen Zhiyan: [It's okay, but after tonight, I may be a little busy in the next few days and can't accompany you.]

Ni Huan: [Oh, whatever you want.]

After sending the last message, Ni Huan closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

The lights at night are mixed and flickering, and the whole city is like a spreading painting, with bright lights and wine, and extremely luxurious.

After returning home, it was too late.

After Ni Huan took a simple wash, she took anti-depressant drugs, and then fell asleep.

But she didn't know that her medicine had been replaced long ago. She, who had always had insomnia, soon fell asleep tonight.

In the early morning, Fu Qi wore her pajamas and sneaked into Ni Huan's room and took some blood samples of her.

Zhou Xubai was waiting downstairs, and Fu Qi braved the cold wind and sent the things to him.

“Good job.”

"When will the boss come to Jiangcheng?"

"I don't know either," Zhou Xubai clamped the cigarette with his fingertips. He blew the ashes, "Go and ask your sister, she must know."

"Fu Yicai won't tell me..."

——

The next day

When Ni Huan woke up, her head felt heavy and swelling. She lie on the bed and then eased for more than ten minutes before she felt better.

"Ni Huan, are you awake?"

"Well," Ni Huan replied weakly, "Why did you wake up so early today?"

"Ah? I... have a little insomnia lately."

Fu Qi felt guilty and couldn't help but secretly glance at Ni Huan when he was having breakfast. Seeing that Ni Huan seemed to have not noticed the wound on his finger, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ni Huan made an appointment with the psychologist to go to the hospital for a follow-up visit today. At 10 a.m., she came to the private hospital.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the hospital, he accidentally met Wen Jinrong. He was walking towards the emergency room with a hurried expression, as if he had encountered some difficult patient.

When Ni Huan saw Wen Jinrong, Wen Jinrong also paused and looked at her.

But before Ni Huan came over and said hello, Wen Jinrong turned his head and walked away quickly.

Before leaving, the complicated gaze made Ni Huan feel a bad premonition inexplicably, but she couldn't say what it was.

I just think there is something wrong.

——

"Miss Ni, first of all, I want to congratulate you. Your psychological condition is much better than before. As long as you can maintain your condition for this period of time, there is definitely hope for restoring your health."

The psychologist was sincerely happy for Ni Huan.

"Thank you, the doctor."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do," the doctor considered Ni Huan's follow-up treatment problem and once again suggested that Ni Huan talk about his heart. "Only if you say it, only if you are willing to face your own heart, can we better help you overcome problems such as anxiety, emotional loss, and loss of control."

Ni Huan lowered her eyelashes.

Perhaps because of the influence of her growing up environment since childhood, Ni Huan is an extremely sensitive person. In the past, someone else's bad eyes could affect her for a long time.

More or less, Ni Huan was uneasy by Wen Jinrong's gaze just now. Something flashed out. The feeling that she wanted to catch but couldn't catch made her a little anxious.

Ni Huan has long chosen to say goodbye to the past, and it is better to say some things, at least for now, it can reduce her psychological burden.

The psychologist was found by Zhou Xubai. Ni Huan trusted Zhou Xubai and also trusted Fu Qi, and basically didn't worry that they would talk about this matter.

Because as long as Zhou Xubai wants, he can find out whether she says it or not.

Ni Huan never doubted this.

There is plenty of light in the interior, and every corner is covered with sunlight, warm and gives people a sense of security.

Ni Huan took a few deep breaths, her nails kept pinching her fingertips. The past was covered with dust for too long and she was about to say it now, but she didn't know where to start.

"I... am an orphan. I was adopted by a welfare home since I was a child. When I was seven years old, I was adopted by an uncle who claimed to be my mother's friend..."

The psychologist found that Ni Huan's hands were trembling and his voice was trembling when he spoke. He poured Ni Huan a glass of water and asked her to calm down first, so he didn't have to hurry and talk slowly.

Fu Qi also came to Ni Huan to sit, gently stroked Ni Huan's back with her palm. Although she didn't know what Ni Huan had experienced before, she had never seen Ni Huan so fragile.

Like a porcelain doll covered in bruises, it may break if you touch it.
Chapter completed!