Six years later.

In the autumn breeze of Ningjiang City, a black BMW X7 is driving on the road.

Ye Shu drove intently, and his mobile phone rang in the storage compartment.

She picked it up and took a look, it was WeChat sent by her best friend Zhuo Lan.

Zhuo Zhuo: Janeway's design exhibition is No. 25 and is held at the Hilton Hotel.

Ye Shu's rose-colored lips were gently raised, and a cold light flashed in the cat's eyes.

It's been six years, and she's back in the city, and the people who hurt her at the beginning, she wants to get back well!

As Janeway's family, of course she is going to give a big gift.

Ye Shu replied to Zhuo Lan: Got it.

Zhuo Lan asked her again: What time will you get home?

Ye Shu: Not necessarily, I have to go and see my little patient first.

She was invited by the Psychology Association to return to China to do psychological counseling for a 6-year-old child, and made an appointment to meet today.

Zhuo Zhuo: Okay, I'll send Xiaotang baby back in the evening.

Ye Shu looked at this sentence and suddenly had a headache.

Thinking of her baby daughter's dark and abrasive nature, she really wanted to reply to Zhuo Lan, don't want it, she doesn't want this daughter!

Ye Shu didn't know who Ye Xiaotang's personality looked like, probably like the man who was the night six years ago?

As soon as he thought of what happened six years ago, Ye Shu felt empty in his heart.

Her son doesn't know where they took him, has he been doing all these years?

......

An hour later, the BMW X7 was slowly parked in front of a mansion.

Ye Shu got out of the car and glanced at the house number: Lu Mansion.

The housekeeper was already waiting at the door, and when he saw her, he immediately greeted her: "Is it Doctor Ye?"

"Hmm. Ye Shu nodded.

The housekeeper Zhou Yu was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at Ye Shu a few more times.

She is a doctor recommended by the Psychology Association, and she is personally invited by Mr. Lu, I thought she was a little old, but I didn't expect to be so young and so beautiful.

Zhou Yu asked her, "Have you read all the information about the little master?"

"I've seen it. ”

"He has been sick for two years and has called a lot of psychiatrists, all of whom were scared away by him. ”

Ye Shu recalled the information of this young patient: 6 years old, irritable and irritable, with severe anxiety and bipolar disorder.

These are common mental illnesses, but it's still a bit strange that it just happened to a 6-year-old child.

Ye Shu said, "Take me to see him first." ”

Zhou Yu's expression changed, but he still responded: "Okay." ”

In the garden, the servants stood in a row, each with a small cherry on their heads, and everyone shivered.

A few steps away, a small figure raised a slingshot and aimed it at the first person.

"Little, little master......"

The maid was so frightened that his legs went weak, how could such a small cherry be hit accurately, what if he was blinded by the little master?!

The servant wanted to hide, but Xiao Budian noticed his intention, and he roared fiercely: "Don't move!"

The servants closed their eyes in resignation.

Xiao Budian was focusing on the first little cherry, and was about to launch a small pebble, when a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Little master, Doctor Ye is here." ”

"......" Xiaobu was disturbed and was very angry.

His pretty eyes rolled, and a thought came to him, and he slowly turned around.

Ye Shu and Zhou Yu were walking side by side, talking, when suddenly something flew in her direction - it hit her head with a bang!

Zhou Yu was taken aback: "Doctor Ye, are you okay?!"

The air fell silent.

Ye Shu touched the smashed forehead and raised his eyes to look at the little one.

The beautiful facial features look soft and cute, and they are cuter than the one in their own, but the personality is too bad.

She stepped over and glanced at the crime tool in his hand: "You are Lu Dongdong?"

Xiao Budian snorted lightly, sat on the chair next to him, shook his short legs, and replied to her arrogantly: "It's me, master." ”