Shen Mengqi quickly asked tentatively, “Did Mr. Si misunderstand something when he saw you with Gu Yueze, and that’s why he got angry and kicked you out?”
Ye Wanwan, hearing this, replied slowly, “How do you know Si Yehan saw me with Gu Yueze? He wasn’t at home those days. Aren’t you the one who knows this the best?”
Shen Mengqi stammered, “I… I guessed… I thought you accidentally got caught. Anyway, we’ll talk when you get back to school!”
“Okay,” Ye Wanwan sneered and hung up the phone.
No rush, Shen Mengqi. We’ll settle the score between us, slowly.
In the master bedroom on the top floor, after Ye Wanwan left, the hypnotist returned to the room and began preparing for the hypnosis session again.
“Master, should we begin now?”
Si Yehan seemed to be lost in thought, unsure if he had heard the question, but he casually raised his hand.
So, the hypnotist started the music, lit the special incense, and began the psychological induction…
Half an hour later…
An hour later…
Two hours later…
Hypnosis failed.
Having solved countless difficult and complicated cases, the top psychological expert Mo Xuan, hired as a senior psychological counselor by the world’s No. 1 mercenary group, began doubting his career for the nth time.
Every time he treated Si Yehan, he felt like an imposter…
Ever since Si Yehan became involved with that girl named Ye Wanwan two years ago, every time the girl ran away or defied him, it had worsened his insomnia.
But didn’t Xu Yi say that the girl seemed to have figured things out and had been behaving well recently?
When Mo Xuan saw her earlier, he was also taken aback. The girl had not only changed her makeup and appearance, but her entire aura and the way she made people feel had changed. She wasn’t as gloomy as before.
If the girl hadn’t been triggering Si Yehan, why had this hypnosis session failed again?
At this moment, Si Yehan lay in bed, dark circles under his eyes becoming more apparent. The veins on his forehead were bulging, his expression almost grotesque, clearly enduring immense pain.
It seemed like a terrifying beast lived inside him, out of control, irritable, destructive, constantly eroding his mind.
Seeing that Si Yehan’s condition was worsening, Mo Xuan’s face became even more serious as he hurriedly asked, “Master, did something happen today? What did Miss Ye say to you earlier?”
Si Yehan’s tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light flashed in his gaze.
The intense pressure made Mo Xuan helplessly give up on continuing to ask.
If Si Yehan was willing to communicate, his condition wouldn’t be so severe.
His psychological defenses were too strong, not allowing anyone to enter his territory.
Even the best psychologists, without the cooperation of the patient, were powerless.
Thinking of Ye Wanwan, Mo Xuan’s emotions became a little complicated.
Si Yehan’s body was fine. His sleep disorder was clearly psychological in nature, and this girl was likely connected to his mental block.
Otherwise, it was difficult to explain why Si Yehan, who had always rejected women, was so determined to keep an ordinary girl by his side. Moreover, Mo Xuan observed that Ye Wanwan could easily influence Si Yehan’s emotions.
However, he couldn’t get any answers from Si Yehan, and Ye Wanwan had provided no useful information either.
The Ye family was in the entertainment industry, controlling a large portion of the entertainment circle, but compared to truly ancient and prestigious families, the Ye family was just an ordinary wealthy family. Moreover, the Ye family had been taken over, and Ye Wanwan’s father had long been ousted. Now the company was managed by Ye Wanwan’s second uncle.
The Ye family couldn’t have any connections with the Si family, one of the oldest and most powerful families in Country Z, and Ye Wanwan couldn’t have any personal connection with Si Yehan either. Therefore, Si Yehan’s special treatment of Ye Wanwan was truly puzzling.
If a solution to Si Yehan’s sleep disorder couldn’t be found soon, his body might not hold out for much longer.