Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

Let’s Go Adventuring: [Thank you, netizens, for witnessing me grow from an idiot into a person today. The preliminary prep for the variety show is complete. This show will be a live broadcast, so I’m sure everyone will be seeing Doctor Wen on the show very soon. I’d also like to ask our online friends to help spread the word.]

After logging off, Director Wen immediately added Wen Ying’s personal WeChat.

Because it was so late, Wen Ying didn’t link up with a second person.

After all, if another incident like the one with the bus happened this late at night, was she supposed to go explain herself on the trending topics list again?

[It’s fine if she doesn’t link up again! I’m so excited I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep!]

[I didn’t expect this Director Wen to be so perceptive. He’s not just trying to get free promotion out of us! I hope I can win this giveaway!]

[All I care about is winning Doctor Wen’s Good Luck Talisman! Oh, sorry, I misspoke—the good luck medicine!]

[I can finally stop kneeling to watch her streams! Mom can finally rest easy!]

*

After the stream ended, the lights on Wenxiang Street were sparse.

Wen Ying lay in bed, haggling with her system. "You set me up to run into this variety show on purpose, didn’t you?"

[You’re overthinking it, Host.]

"Are you sure? If you’re not, then you’re forbidden from interfering with anything that happens once I’m on the show."

[Host, I was wrong.]

"Then tell me, is there a reward or a mission?"

[How about mission first, reward later?]

"See! I knew you were up to no good! But then again, running all over the place sounds way better than being cooped up in this clinic!"

[’...So the host wanted to go all along?’]

’I’ve been played by the host again.’

She just didn’t expect that the person who showed up the next day wasn’t Director Wen, but Jiang Zhengyi.

Jiang Zhengyi looked somewhat haggard—visibly so.

Before Doctor Wen could ask, Jiang Zhengyi placed the jade box containing the red wedding veil directly on the table in front of Wen Ying.

"I’ve been dreaming about Azi nonstop these past few days, so I haven’t been sleeping well. I keep seeing that scene of her tragic death right in front of me. Doctor Wen, she’s not going to haunt me forever, is she?"

"Technically, this is my ancestors’ business, right? Why is she haunting me? I agree that she’s pitiful and died unjustly, but I’m just a descendant! If she keeps tormenting me like this, I suspect I’m going to die an untimely death."

Jiang Zhengyi looked at Wen Ying with a woeful expression.

It wasn’t that he was blaming Wen Ying for telling him those codes, which led to him finding the item and going through all this.

He just didn’t know what to do.

He wanted to ask Doctor Wen for help.

"Here’s the contract. Please take a look, Doctor Wen. Or I can have a lawyer look it over, if you prefer."

’System, time to work.’

[Host! I am a noble system!]

[There are no issues with the contract. But how do you plan to spend this continuous stream of funds, Host?]

Wen Ying pulled the ballpoint pen from her hair and signed the contract directly.

This scene left Jiang Zhengyi a bit stunned.

’Does Doctor Wen always sign things so casually?’

’You can use a ballpoint pen to hold up your hair?’

This was the first time the ballpoint pen had caught Jiang Zhengyi’s attention in such a manner.

’Let’s donate to some rural libraries. I hope the children in remote areas can read more books.’

[I didn’t expect you to have such a grand vision, Host. How much should we donate?]

"Are you going to handle it for me? Then let’s do eighty percent." Wen Ying’s eyes lit up. This sort of thing was actually very troublesome to arrange, but if the system handled it, she wouldn’t have to worry at all.

’You’re so good, System. I thought you systems were completely emotionless, but I never expected you’d be willing to contribute to human charity. I underestimated you. I apologize, my dearest Sys.’

[’...Did I just dig a pit for myself?’]

’She’s piling on the praise this high?’

’Can I even refuse now?’

[Rest assured! This system and the Host are one! We rise and fall together!]

Hearing this, Wen Ying felt even more delighted.

’I really am a clever little devil,’ she thought.

"For this red wedding veil, I’ll consider it a favor I owe you. But I need to be clear first—this thing could be very useful to me. Are you still willing to give it to me?"

"Doctor Wen, this is clearly a transaction, how can you call it a gift? In my eyes, a favor from you is priceless! But no matter how powerful this thing is, to me, it’s just torture. We’re each getting what we need. It’s just a transaction."

Jiang Zhengyi hadn’t muddled through the business world for all these years for nothing.

"Alright, then. How about this: you pick something you like from my clinic, I’ll help you resolve the matter with Azi, and we’ll add the favor I owe you on top. That will be the exchange for this red wedding veil."

Jiang Zhengyi didn’t hesitate. "Okay, Doctor Wen."

His attitude was decisive and straightforward as he went directly to the wooden shelf to look at the items.

[Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the item: Bloody Red Wedding Veil.]

[A bloody wedding veil is very inauspicious, you know. But a wedding veil stained with blood on the wedding night can suppress malevolent entities~]

[Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, it won’t act against its owner.]

[Friendly Reminder: Possession of this item is life-threatening for ordinary people.]

"’He’s been fine because of Azi’s will?’ Wen Ying was a little surprised. If this thing was harmful to ordinary people, why had Jiang Zhengyi only experienced nightmares and nothing else while holding it?

’The only explanation had to be Azi.’

[As expected, the Host is sharp as a tack. It’s because he is a descendant of Jiang Han. His bloodline concentration is even higher than his grandfather’s, approaching that of a direct blood relative within three generations of Jiang Han.]

"..." ’So how did it come to the conclusion that I was "sharp as a tack"?’

Jiang Zhengyi chose a tortoise. To him, a tortoise was a very safe object; its hard shell could ward off most external harm.

"Doctor Wen, is this tortoise okay? It’s a little ugly, but I feel a connection with it."

"That is a Black Tortoise," Wen Ying said, looking at Jiang Zhengyi with a calm expression.

Jiang Zhengyi was a little embarrassed. "A Black Tortoise? The mythical beast from the legends? Your carving skills are truly amazing, Doctor Wen! No wonder it looks like a tortoise but also a bit like a snake. Now that you mention it, I remember."

Wen Ying: "..."

’He really is a model patient,’ she thought, ’able to find his own answers.’

"Is this Black Tortoise very expensive?" Jiang Zhengyi asked, hoping to change the subject immediately.

"It’s reasonable. One hundred thousand. It’s nothing compared to what you’ve given me."

Jiang Zhengyi was surprised to hear this. He knew that the things at Doctor Wen’s clinic were inexpensive.

After all, before meeting Doctor Wen, he had encountered other people in this field. Most were charlatans with no real skills who relied on smooth talk to swindle people. A few "masters" did have some abilities, but compared to Doctor Wen, they were engaged in mere child’s play.

Yet their fees were almost ten times higher than Doctor Wen’s!

For Doctor Wen to sell this Black Tortoise for one hundred thousand meant its actual value was definitely no less than a million!

If this were put on the market, many people would probably fight over it. It might even fetch tens of millions. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

After all, to the wealthy, their own lives were the most valuable thing.

"You have a good eye. This Black Tortoise is balanced for both offense and defense. It’s a perfect fit for you."

"Then, Azi..."