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

Ever since coming to this world, all Wen Ying had seen was a new era and high technology. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Besides herself, she hadn’t met any other masters.

’The only fortune teller I saw on the street was probably just a vendor trying to make a living...’

’No, that’s not right.’ Wen Ying thought of Grandma Wen.

’Who exactly was Grandma Wen?’

’How did she know that I would come to this world?’

’Instead of avenging her granddaughter, why did she seem to take such good care of me?’

Did Grandma Wen’s existence mean that there were still some masters in this world? But by the time Wen Ying arrived, Grandma Wen had already passed away.

She wanted to meet a master in this world with real abilities to judge for herself.

That organization, unknown to ordinary people, and the things they had said also made Wen Ying feel that this world was not what it seemed to the average person.

This world must hold some secret that ninety-nine percent of people don’t know about.

As for Immortals and Buddhas, people in this era promoted science and rejected superstition, so in their eyes, Immortals and Buddhas only existed in stories.

’But then, what about my own existence?’

’It’s not the least bit scientific. Talisman painting isn’t scientific, and seeing people’s pasts and futures is even less so.’

’Stop, hold on.’ Wen Ying felt like she was about to tie herself in knots.

’That damn system threw out a question and then vanished. I might as well just go with the flow.’

"We’ve arrived at Xuanyang Town, ladies," the driver said, getting Wen Ying and Xu Jiali’s attention.

Most of the people on the bus were locals, something you could tell just by their clothes and overall appearance.

Wen Ying and Xu Jiali, on the other hand, looked like big TV stars who didn’t belong in a place like this.

So, from the moment they boarded, everyone had been a little curious about them.

Xu Jiali grabbed her luggage, but seeing that Wen Ying was only carrying a small bag, she couldn’t help but ask, "Sister Yingying, we’ll probably be here for a few weeks. Didn’t you bring any toiletries or a change of clothes?"

"I did."

Wen Ying replied as she got off the bus.

But Xu Jiali looked at the small crossbody bag at Wen Ying’s waist. ’It’s Little White’s territory now. So where are Wen Ying’s clothes and toiletries?’

’Did she ship them ahead?’

With that thought, Xu Jiali stopped worrying.

After the two of them got off, the bus drove away.

Xu Jiali grew a little worried. She didn’t know where the production team was; they had only been given the name Xuanyang Town.

’A rookie nobody like me will have to just ask around, I guess.’

Just as Xu Jiali was about to volunteer to ask the locals for directions, she saw Wen Ying pull out her phone and dial a number. "Director Wen, we’ve arrived. We’re at the entrance to the town."

Wen Ying hung up. "You can put your luggage down and rest for a bit. Someone’s coming to get us."

Xu Jiali obediently sat down on her suitcase and asked curiously, "Sister Yingying, do you know the director?"

She had guessed as much from the tone Wen Ying used on the phone with him.

"I suppose you could say that. He’s my patient."

"Patient?" Xu Jiali looked at Wen Ying, stunned.

’The director is sick?’

’What kind of sickness?’

’Why would he look for Sister Yingying instead of going to a hospital?’

’Could it be a psychological issue?’

’Is Sister Wen Ying an expert in psychology?’

"Doctor Wen, is that you?"

The staff member sent to pick them up appeared and reached out to help Xu Jiali with her luggage.

The production crew was staying at a hotel in town. Conditions were basic—there were only two hotels, so everyone was staying there.

Xu Jiali felt a little uneasy. ’The director isn’t going to lecture me for being late, is he?’

’I’m just a newcomer, after all.’

When they arrived, sure enough, the whole crew was there. The others dressed in stylish, eye-catching outfits were probably guests, just like them.

Four men and four women.

Besides Wen Ying and Xu Jiali, the other four men and two women had already arrived.

Two of them looked familiar, but she couldn’t place them right away. The rest seemed to be newcomers, just like her.

Xu Jiali glanced at them.

Director Wen stood up with a smile. "Doctor Wen is here! Doctor Wen is here! Let me make some introductions."

Xu Jiali stood to the side. ’What’s with the director? It’s not just Doctor Wen, I’m here too! I might be a rookie, but at least I’m a guest, right?’

’This is so humiliating.’

’Oh well. At least this way, he won’t chew me out for being late.’

"So, this is Doctor Wen?" The speaker was Jiang Beibei. "I’ve heard Director Wen mention your name constantly. You’re certainly as beautiful as rumored. You know, all of us have been waiting for you for a very long time." She had originally thought that on a show full of newcomers, she would be the biggest star.

After all, she had been on TV.

But she hadn’t expected Xie Fu Yao and Zhang Jingxing to be here, which meant she could only rank third.

After arriving, she’d assumed that the "Doctor Wen" the director was always talking about must be some big shot.

’Even though she’s called a ’doctor,’ it’s probably just a role from a TV show.’

But upon seeing her in person, Jiang Beibei could only wonder, ’Why her?’

’On what grounds does this complete unknown get special treatment from the director?’

’Why is her treatment better than that of famous people like us?’

Wen Ying gave Jiang Beibei a cool glance. "Director Wen, was everyone waiting for me?"

Director Wen seemed to sense the tension in the air and immediately shook his head with a smile. "No, no, the time we agreed on is right now. The others just arrived early."

Wen Ying nodded. "I thought as much. My sense of time is quite good, after all."

Jiang Beibei was speechless.

’Does this woman have no shame?’

"Director Wen, is this the time management guru the production recruited?" Wen Ying asked, glancing at Jiang Beibei.

Director Wen was confused. "??? What time management guru?"

"Oh, she’s not? Then I guess she’s the poster child for being passive-aggressive and nosy? Coincidentally, people like that are my favorite."

Hearing this, Xu Jiali panicked a little. "Sister Yingying, you’re not going to replace me, are you?"

"That’s right," Wen Ying said with a teasing smile. "Now that I have this lovely lady who enjoys being passive-aggressive and nosy, what would I need you for?"

Jiang Beibei was so angry she was practically fuming.

"Doctor Wen! What is that supposed to mean? Are you talking about me? I was just stating a fact! You’re a rookie—who here isn’t more senior than you? How dare you be so arrogant in front of everyone? Don’t you know this industry is all about seniority?! All of us were waiting for you, and look at you, acting so high and mighty. Do you really think you’re some huge celebrity? I’m a blunt person, so I’ll just say it: I can’t stand newbies like you! In fact, you’re not even a newbie."

Having vented, Jiang Beibei felt much better.

Xu Jiali was stunned for a moment. "Sister Yingying and I arrived together, so how come you didn’t say I was wasting everyone’s time? Or is it just because you think Sister Yingying is the prettiest one here and gets special treatment from the director, so you’re unhappy about it?"

Xu Jiali didn’t know Jiang Beibei, but it was obvious she already hated the woman.

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

Jiang Beibei raised her hand to slap Xu Jiali across the face, but—