After Secretly Marrying the Actor, She Became Wild

 Chapter 867 The truth eight years ago! (17)

 From the outside, Shen Liangchuan definitely does not look sick.

Looking good and in a good mood, he has such strong self-control that no one can tell whether he is asleep or not.

 Only when there is no one around will he show his vulnerability.

　　Qiao Lian clenched her fists when she thought of this.

 The more he behaves like this, the more distressed she becomes.

 She deliberately kept herself awake last night.

Just lying on the bed dryly until dawn.

The feeling that every minute and every second is like a year is simply too terrifying.

 He only suffered from insomnia for one night, but he had been suffering from insomnia for more than half a month.

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  Qiao Lian and Song Yuanxi made an appointment to meet at the psychiatrist's office at 5 pm.

 Qiao Lian ran over at four o'clock and waited outside the room for two hours, but Song Yuanxi still hadn't arrived.

The psychiatrist was a little worried: "Ms. Song, are you not going to come?"

Qiao Lian thought of something and clenched her fists.

 Song Yuanxi hated her.

 So, she is willing to do anything that makes her uncomfortable.

 Actually, she also knew that asking Song Yuanxi to help was a bit too much.

 And now, will Song Yuanxi really not come over again?

Thinking of this, Qiao Lian picked up her cell phone and dialed Song Yuanxi's phone number. The call was quickly answered.

Qiao Lian breathed a sigh of relief, "Yuan Xi, where have you been?"

As soon as these words came out, a man's low laughter came from the opposite side: "I also want to know, where did she go?"

Qiao Lian was stunned, "Who are you?"

 “According to her, I am her boyfriend.”

Qiao Lian's eyes widened again, "Where is Song Yuanxi?"

"have no idea."

“Since her mobile phone is in your hand, why don’t you know about it?”

 “Oh, she ran away this morning.”

 Run away?

Where did you run to?

 Qiao Lian was thinking when she heard a voice coming from the end of the corridor.

 She turned around and saw Song Yuanxi striding over!

Qiao Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief and directly cut off the call.

Song Yuanxi’s face was cold and she explained calmly, “Coming from the airport, there was a traffic jam.”

ˆ Qiao Lian nodded to express understanding.

 Then she pointed to the psychiatrist’s office, “If you don’t want to tell me what happened, please tell the psychiatrist, okay?”

 Only when the doctor knows the crux of the problem can he prescribe the right medicine.

Song Yuanxi nodded when he heard this.

 Qiao Lian was sitting outside the office.

 She felt like there was a cat scratching her heart.

She really wanted to know what happened eight years ago, and how Mo Wuxin died.

 But at this moment, she had to control herself.

 Outside the door, I don’t know how long I waited, but the psychiatrist’s office door finally opened.

 Qiao Lian stood up in confusion.

 She stared at Song Yuanxi, "Has the matter come to an end?"

Song Yuanxi lowered her eyes, and then slowly spoke after a while: "Come in."

Qiao Lian frowned and followed Song Yuanxi into the psychiatrist's office.

The psychiatrist raised his glasses, pointed to the chair opposite, and nodded to Qiao Lian: "Please sit down."

Qiao Lian sat down and said, "Doctor, have you found the crux of the problem?"

 The doctor nodded, "Found it."

Qiao Liandan looked at her steadily, "So, what should we do now?"

When the doctor heard this, he frowned and looked at Song Yuanxi.

 Then, the doctor stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while, and you two can chat."

 (End of this chapter)