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

"Doctor Wen, my sister... what exactly happened? Is it the hotel’s fault?"

"Don’t worry. Chaochao’s mother is about to wake up."

And less than a minute after Wen Ying said this, Chaochao’s mother slowly opened her eyes.

"Doctor Wen, how did I get here?"

Qin Hanyun looked at his sister. "Chaochao’s mother, do you remember what happened?"

Chaochao’s mother’s expression turned agitated as she thought back. "Is he gone?"

"Don’t worry, he’s gone. I won’t let him bother you again."

Chaochao’s mother calmed down a little. "I think I remember he came to find me, and then... you hit him, Brother?"

Qin Hanyun looked at Chaochao’s mother sheepishly. ’I hope my appearance didn’t frighten her.’

"And then?"

Chaochao’s mother shook her head. "I don’t seem to have any memory of what happened after that. But I had a strange dream. In the dream, I beat up that scumbag! It felt so good! But..."

Chaochao’s mother hesitated for a moment, but after some thought, she decided to say it. "I think I dreamed about Doctor Wen. Doctor Wen was confronting him. I can’t believe he actually conspired with his parents to deceive me, conspired to sell Chaochao... He’s human trash."

Qin Hanyun watched all this with suspicion. ’What’s this about my sister’s dream?’

’It’s really strange.’

"If this were true, would you go fight him with everything you’ve got?"

Chaochao’s mother fell silent, not answering.

"Doctor Wen, what exactly happened to me?"

Both Chaochao’s mother and Qin Hanyun needed an answer from Doctor Wen. The whole affair was strange and outrageous.

"The hotel proprietress is from the north. It’s a custom there for many well-to-do families to enshrine certain things in their homes."

"Doctor Wen, you mean a Great Immortal? I think I’ve heard those legends. They’re just stories, right?" Qin Hanyun had heard of such things and had read many similar tales.

"You could say that. After the proprietress married and moved here, she also enshrined a Great Immortal in the inn, but it was in a separate room where no one could see it. Besides, people wouldn’t believe in this sort of thing anyway; they just thought she had a strange hobby, keeping a little fox at home. Since the fox was rarely seen, everyone gradually forgot about it."

"Doctor Wen, so this guardian Great Immortal really exists???" Qin Hanyun’s worldview was once again turned upside down.

Wen Ying smiled and shook her head. "I can’t say for sure. Logically speaking, these things don’t exist. But there are too many unknowns in this world; there are no absolute answers."

"So, the inn’s proprietress worships the Fox Immortal, and when the Fox Immortal saw the scumbag, it couldn’t resist possessing someone to teach him a lesson?"

As they were talking, the inn’s proprietress slowly walked over.

"Little Ying, I see my guests are here."

The inn’s proprietress was in her forties. Her parents-in-law had passed away, her husband had died in an accident, and her son had never returned after leaving for college.

So she lived a lonely life, looking after the inn by herself.

At this moment, seeing Chaochao’s mother sitting on the clinic bed, she seemed somewhat apologetic.

"I’ve come to apologize."

"Ma’am, are you saying your household god is real?" Qin Hanyun just wanted to know the truth.

"It was passed down from my ancestors. To be honest, I never knew if it was real or not myself, but when I married and moved here, I brought it with me. I was worried people would be superstitious about this sort of thing, so I never mentioned it. I just enshrined it in a room no one ever goes into.

But I know Little Ying isn’t an ordinary person. She knows things that others don’t. It seems my household god caused this incident. Whatever compensation you want, I’m willing to give it."

"Ma’am, aren’t you excited?"

Everyone was curious about what the inn’s proprietress was thinking.

"Of course I’m excited. After all, how could I not be excited when a legend I’ve heard since I was a child suddenly turns out to be real? But at my age, with no one to worry about, what good does getting excited do? It’s more important to focus on living my life day by day. It’s not like the household god can make me immortal, can it?"

The inn’s proprietress said with a smile.

"But enough of that. I’m very sorry about what happened to Chaochao’s mother. How can I compensate you?" the proprietress asked again.

Qin Hanyun didn’t say anything. He couldn’t make the decision on this matter.

Wen Ying didn’t speak either.

After learning what had happened, Chaochao’s mother didn’t seem particularly angry. "Sister, there’s no need for compensation. After all, the Great Immortal helped me do something I’ve always wanted to do and dealt with that scumbag. I’m very grateful to it, so let’s just call it even. I just hope that next time... it doesn’t just happen without a word. We’re just ordinary people, and to be honest, it’s still a little scary."

In the end, the proprietress waived their room fee.

After the proprietress left, Chaochao’s mother and Qin Hanyun were left with truly complicated feelings.

Everything that happened today had truly overturned their worldview.

’Great Immortals actually exist?’

’Do they really exist?’

’And they can actually possess people?’

The situation was both exciting and frightening. If this Great Immortal was a good one, then it was fine. But what if it was evil?

"Doctor Wen, is what the proprietress said true? I’m still a little worried. What if... that being acts recklessly?"

Wen Ying knew what they were afraid of.

"Wait here in the clinic for a bit. I’m going to the proprietress’s place to have a look."

Wen Ying left the clinic and went to the inn. The proprietress wasn’t very surprised to see her.

It was as if she had known all along that Wen Ying would come.

"Shall I take you up to see?"

Wen Ying nodded and followed the proprietress toward the third floor.

The second floor had the guest rooms. The third floor wasn’t really a full story, but more of an attic-like space. The household god was enshrined there, so ordinary people would never see it.

"Doctor Wen, actually, I didn’t know the Great Immortal really existed." The proprietress’s demeanor grew serious, and she addressed Wen Ying formally as Doctor Wen.

"When Chaochao’s mother went out earlier, I just felt something was off about her. I didn’t immediately think... It’s my fault. I only figured it out when I heard a commotion on the third floor and ran up."

"Has it returned?"

The proprietress shook her head, a bitter smile on her face. "I don’t know."

In her forty-odd years of life, this was the first time she learned that the household god truly existed. Her worldview had, in fact, also been shattered.

’So when my grandfather gave it to me back then, he wasn’t just humoring me.’

’But after all these years, why has the household god only appeared now?’

’I’ve made offerings and prayed every single day, yet so many bad things still happened to my family. Even my son stopped coming home after college.’

’What on earth is the reason?’

’Shouldn’t a household god protect its family and ensure their well-being?’

The proprietress’s heart was filled with complex emotions—she couldn’t tell if it was happiness, disappointment, or something else entirely.

Hearing the proprietress’s words, Wen Ying understood that she was telling the truth. The proprietress herself was powerless in this situation.

’System, is there a way to detect it?’