Paranoid president, he is inappropriate [wearing books](BL) (MTL)

Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Psychological Therapy Is... a Love?

    Facing the gazes of the two, Meng Fu was not afraid at all, still smiling. Probably because the psychiatrist has been working for a long time, has seen many patients, and experienced all kinds of people and things, and his mentality has become calm. So Meng Fu saw Ji Mianzhu with a shocked expression, and Jiang Lian with a solemn expression behind Ji Mianzhu, but he didn't have a big reaction.

    Big people don't want to show their bad side to the public, he still knows.

    Meng Fu even drank a sip of the hot tea prepared by the butler, and stretched out his hand to stroke the folds on the white lab coat. With a leisurely manner, he smiled and said, "Don't you intend to sit over?"

    Ji Mianzhu then recovered.

    He sat tremblingly opposite Meng Fu, and when he sat down, the words the other party had just said were still echoing in his mind, and he was confused.

    What about love?

    No, this Meng Fu made a special trip just to care whether he was in a relationship or not?

    Is this reasonable?

    Ji Mianzhu frowned as he looked at Meng Fu, who was on the opposite side. Seeing that he was drinking tea slowly, he hadn't said a word since that sentence. He was wearing a clean white coat. When people get along, they are not as comfortable as the same age as the old man said. It was probably due to the unequal identity and information. On the contrary, he also felt that the other party was a little unpredictable to him. Thinking that the original owner had an unknown mental illness, and that Doctor Meng had left behind an unclear psychological treatment before he left last time, Ji Mianzhu felt even more overwhelmed.

    But he didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear of revealing something when he said it, so he had to sit there pretending to be unpredictable, clasping his hands on his stomach, like a lazy boss, in fact, he was panicking. Get a batch.

    Meng Fu was still holding the teacup and didn't want to speak, Ji Mianzhu's eyes couldn't help but start to flicker. With this chaotic glance, he immediately felt that there was a strong gaze on their side, with a sharp-edged feeling that could not be ignored. Ji Mian's heart froze, and her eyes searched around. Finally, at the entrance, she saw Jiang Lian, who was slowly coming in with his brows narrowed.

    His alertness dropped immediately.

    Jiang Lian didn't seem to have any intention of coming here. He was very obedient and didn't interrupt their conversation. He just nodded towards Ji Mianzhu and swept over. Ji Mianzhu, who opened his lips and was about to say something, immediately closed his mouth, but his eyes were still glued to Jiang Lian's body for a while.

    "How is Mr. Ji feeling recently?"

    Meng Fu, who was opposite, seemed to notice that Ji Mianzhu was deserting. He finally finished tasting the tea and put down the teacup and said softly. Ji Mianzhu's attention was pulled back, and the focus in his mind was immediately changed from Jiang Lian to the so-called psychological treatment that Meng Fu had mentioned last time. He quickly regained his expression and became inscrutable.

    Ji Mianzhu also took a sip of tea and replied briefly, "It's not bad."

    Although he lost the battle with Jiang Lian before, Ji Mianzhu still deeply understands the self-consciousness of being a boss. There is momentum.

    Sure enough, Meng Fu was stunned.

    He froze for a moment, then smiled again.

    "Since President Ji said this, then I can rest assured. It seems that the effect of the treatment is okay."