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

Xie Fu Yao seriously suspected these monkeys had a grudge against him. Otherwise, why weren’t they attacking anyone else? Why only him?

"I think I’ll just wait for Zhao Qi."

Xie Fu Yao gave a bitter laugh. The cameraman didn’t say anything.

’It was the right call. It’s not embarrassing to run if you’re scared. Did he really need to put on a brave face for everyone?’

Xie Fu Yao turned to go back, but before he could even take a step, he was overcome with a vague, bad premonition.

THUMP!

Sure enough, something came hurtling toward him. It was moving so fast he couldn’t see it clearly.

The impact sent Xie Fu Yao flying into a large tree on the side.

At that moment, Xie Fu Yao finally understood how Meng Xiaoyi must have felt before.

His head was spinning. After steadying himself, he felt a metallic, sweet taste rise in his throat.

He looked toward the thing that had hit him and nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

’Why is it this beast again?’

’Wen Ying’s beast is just as annoying as she is!’

Little White stood innocently to the side. It had done it on purpose, of course, but did this annoying human have any proof?

Kong Jian also stood nearby, looking innocently at the man who was so full of malice toward the Liger.

"Cameraman, you saw that, right? Doctor Wen’s fox—would anyone believe that wasn’t on purpose? First it was Meng Xiaoyi, now it’s me... Meng Xiaoyi fractured her tailbone! I’m in agony all over, but a real man doesn’t cry easily. I just don’t understand why it has to be like this."

"Don’t you talk about the Liger." Kong Jian suddenly stepped forward, his gaze firm as he looked at the hateful, malicious man before him.

Seeing the little monk, Xie Fu Yao sneered. "Kid, we’re filming a show here. You should just go home."

Full of rage, he reached out and grabbed Kong Jian’s arm, intending to drag the little brat aside.

But the moment he grabbed the arm, the little kid went flying to the side.

At least three meters away!

Xie Fu Yao was speechless. "..."

’Did I really have that much strength?’

"Fu Yao, how could you lay a hand on a child?" The cameraman looked at Xie Fu Yao disapprovingly, then walked over to Little Kongjian, picked him up, and brushed the dirt off his clothes.

Understanding dawned on Xie Fu Yao.

"It wasn’t me! I didn’t! I really..."

[I thought this Xie Fu Yao guy was annoying before, but not THIS out of line. Now he’s actually attacking a little kid???]

[His character! No wonder he bullied his classmates in elementary school! How does someone like him get to debut as a star?!]

[He’s all glamorous now, with millions of fans calling him their idol, but does anyone know how the people he bullied back then are doing? Are they scarred for life?]

[Boycott Xie Fu Yao! Get out of the industry! Get out! Get out!]

[Our idol was just immature back then. Who didn’t do bad things when they were kids? Why should he be held responsible for something he did as a minor?]

[Yeah, nobody’s perfect. Our idol is a good person now, isn’t that enough?!]

[The crazy stans are terrifying. I hope you’re still by his side when your idol’s career is ruined~]

[F*ck! If you have a problem with Doctor Wen, why don’t you go find Doctor Wen? You actually laid a hand on our Little Kongjian. I’ll hate Xie Fu Yao for life!]

[Doctor Wen, hurry! Little Kongjian is being bullied! Mama’s heart is breaking. Xie Fu Yao, go die!]

When Little Kongjian was thrown, Little White’s eyes instantly turned red, and its body seemed about to expand.

But—

A soft sound from Kong Jian, "Da Guo..."

Instantly made Little White return to its normal state.

But Little White glanced at the troop of monkeys not far behind it, and Xie Fu Yao once again paid the price for his recklessness.

The director was calling for help.

The cameraman wanted to step forward, but he was surrounded by dozens of monkeys and couldn’t move.

The rest of the monkeys were jumping all over Xie Fu Yao.

Some monkeys pulled his short hair, others tugged at his shirt and pants.

One even pelted him with a banana.

In short, it was a scene of utter chaos.

And one person’s heart was a scene of utter rage and hurt.

"Mister Monkeys, please take it easy! If he gets seriously hurt, our show is finished!"

The cameraman wanted to cry but had no tears. The director’s backup was still on the way.

He could only hope the monkeys understood him.

’Looking at Xie Fu Yao’s miserable, bruised, and swollen state, it’s probably just superficial injuries, right?’

’Why is this season’s variety show so hard to film?’

Little White understood the cameraman. Perched on Kong Jian’s shoulder, it glanced at the lead monkey in the troop, and the monkey nodded back.

And so, two other monkeys went flying off in the direction of the production crew.

Three minutes later, all the monkeys had run off.

Little White stood on Kong Jian’s shoulder, thought for a moment, and then led Kong Jian away.

Only the cameraman and a bruised and swollen Xie Fu Yao were left at the scene.

Xie Fu Yao looked at the cameraman, who had a guilty expression. "Fu Yao, I’m really sorry. I was surrounded by those monkeys just now, so I couldn’t help you. I don’t know why, but why do these monkeys only go after you? It couldn’t be because you hurt that little kid, could it?"

Xie Fu Yao froze. ’Could that actually be it?’

’Are these beasts connected to that little monk?’

’Does that mean they’re connected to Wen Ying, too?’

’If so, from the very beginning, were the monkeys attacking me on Wen Ying’s orders?’

’Has that woman been plotting to destroy me from the very start?’

Seeing Xie Fu Yao’s silence, the cameraman continued, "Looks like these monkeys can understand us. They probably thought you went too far."

"I’m the one who’s hurt..." Xie Fu Yao said sullenly, his expression full of dissatisfaction.

"Oh, right, right, I almost forgot. Xie Fu Yao, are you okay?" Only then did the cameraman look Xie Fu Yao up and down, left and right.

He had initially reached out a hand, but seeing the bruised and swollen Xie Fu Yao, he hesitated. ’What if he has injuries on his body and I touch them?’

The cameraman lowered his hand and resorted to comforting him with words.

"Based on my years of experience, you’ve probably just got some superficial injuries. The monkeys were probably just trying to teach you a lesson."

[PFFT HAHAHAHA! With Xu Jiali off-camera, I suddenly feel like the cameraman can fill her role!]

[That’s gotta hurt, bro! Xie Fu Yao’s expression is so dark you could wring water from it.]

[Xie Fu Yao: We’re never letting this go, are we?]

"Don’t you worry. The director is definitely bringing a doctor. And if something’s wrong, you can even get compensation. Isn’t that great? Isn’t everyone out here working for money?"

Xie Fu Yao, "!!!"

’He suddenly felt like there might not be a single normal person on this show!’

’They were all a bunch of psychos!’

’Money my ass!’

’He was here for fame!’

’To become a huge star!’

’How could this bunch of vulgar, ambitionless mortals possibly understand!’

’It’s just like that saying goes: How could a sparrow possibly understand the ambitions of a swan?’

’Exactly!’