Su Xunan didn't come to the office in the end, he followed Zheng Junran home that night and had a good talk with his family for a long time.

Soon after, Su Xun'an flew abroad and had plastic surgery.

Lu Yan didn't know the content of their conversation, and he didn't contact and inquire again, and when Lu Yan saw Su Xun'an again, it was in the local newspaper in Guangcong, and the woman who relied on Zheng Junran's clever smile in the entertainment page had a familiar face.

"It's really stunning. ”

The electronic version that Lu Yan reads, the newspaper is colorful, with a red and bright font, which is so festive that Lu Yan's eyes hurt. She closed the page, tugged at the corners of her mouth, and made a crying and laughing face.

It's sunny today, crawling through the window and spilling on the table. Lu Yan sat on the chair, inadvertently turned around, his eyes were pierced by the sun, he screamed, closed the page directly, and threw the phone aside.

We're going to have guests in a moment. Lu Yan stood up, washed the cup, made another pot of tea and served it cold, waiting for the arrival of the guests.

In the past few months, the firm has successively handled several orders, most of which have been satisfactorily resolved; only today's one is more special, Zhou Shiyi only read the application, and said that it was inconvenient for him to interfere, and asked Lu Yan to entertain him well, and strive to communicate and solve it as soon as possible.

"Hello, are you Teacher Lu? I am Qin Xiaoran, who made an appointment with you before. A clear female voice with a hoarse voice sounded at the door, and Lu Yan stopped what he was doing, a little surprised.

Teacher Lu's name was only known when she was a psychological counselor, and only a psychological counselor would be called "teacher" by customers, not to mention that this Qin Xiaoran did not make an appointment with her, and she herself has not been a psychological counselor for a long time.

"Yes. Let's come and sit in the house first, don't be nervous, I'll make you a pot of tea, and we'll talk slowly in a while. Lu Yan replied gently, checked the name of the customer given by Zhou Shiyi, and after confirming that it was correct, he invited the woman in according to the steps of the previous diagnosis and treatment.

"You look like you haven't had much rest. Lu Yan sat opposite Qin Xiaoran with two cups of warm tea, put one in front of her, raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, smiled softly, and asked with concern.

Qin Xiaoran is a standard beauty embryo, but her goose egg face is sallow, her cheeks are sunken downward, her untrimmed eyebrows are joined together, her dry lips are purple, there is dandruff visible in her hair, her dress is imprisoned in her puffy body, she sits there with her waist bent down at will, and her whole person looks pale and old, like a middle-aged woman approaching old age.

Lu Yan remembered that Zhou Shiyi and himself had specifically emphasized that Qin Xiaoran was still a young girl in her early twenties.

"No, it's not that I haven't rested well, it's sick! Teacher Lu, help me, I feel like I'm depressed. ”

When Qin Xiaoran heard Lu Yan's words, she was suddenly touched by her nerves, her hand trembled and knocked over the teacup, and she wanted to reach out and grab Lu Yan, but she stayed in mid-air, stiffened and cried.

It's obviously caused by fatigue, and she doesn't look like she hasn't experienced the world, how can she say that she has depression at this age. Lu Yan was even more puzzled, frowned, still silent on his face, took the initiative to sit next to Qin Xiaoran, pulled her stiff arm, hugged her shoulders, and gave her a support while crying.

"They all hate me and dislike me, why do they all think I'm wrong......"

Qin Xiaoran was in a daze, felt a warm shoulder, and the grievances that had accumulated for many days suddenly broke out, no matter who the person in front of him was, he buried his head in Lu Yan's chest and cried all the time.

No one is willing to say that she is depressed, and Qin Xiaoran is no exception, she is just about to be driven crazy by her surroundings, and when everyone accuses her of doing wrong, she has to believe what others say.

In fact, Qin Xiaoran was not like this before.

In Qin Xiaoran's memory, she was completely a little princess in her childhood, the pearl of everyone in the family, she was dressed up beautifully by her mother, playing with her friends all day long, her parents were waiting at home, and her young sister staggered behind her, everything was carefree.

It's just that I can't remember when it started, and the family started to be different.

"You know how to take the family's money out! It's been a long time since we've done anything to our mother, and you know that you're still not a man when you run away from the vixen!"

Qin Xiaoran's father often runs out because of work, and he is not at home for three or five days, which is a common thing. It's just that at the beginning, my father often called to ask about the situation at home, but Qin Xiaoran's mother was impatient to deal with a few words, and she hung up a lot, and gradually there was no phone.

Qin Xiaoran always felt that it was normal for her father not to come home, and she didn't notice the estrangement of her parents until she came home from school that day, and not long after she entered the house and put down her schoolbag, she heard her mother yelling at her father.

"Mom, don't be angry, vixens aren't a good thing, and Dad knows it. ”

As soon as they entered the house that day, their parents were already arguing. Qin Xiaoran was only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time, and she couldn't see the clues between her parents, and she didn't understand what the fox spirit meant, she only knew that it was not a good word, it must be because of that bad thing that made her parents angry.

"You really deserve to be your father's child! If something happens, I know that I will join forces with him to bully me!"

Qin Xiaoran's mother's voice was very sharp, sharp and sharp, full of anger, more like a piece of broken glass piercing Qin Xiaoran's eardrum, cutting open her body and piercing her heart.

Qin Xiaoran stretched out her hand and wanted to hug her mother, but she was pushed away by her mother in a crazy way, and fell heavily on the floor, dizzy and dizzy, and her head buzzed.

The floor was cool. Qin Xiaoran's sister heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, pushed open the door and saw her, and suddenly pounced on Qin Xiaoran, pulling Qin Xiaoran hard with her little hand, wanting her to get up. After trying for a long time without results, the little guy simply knelt down next to her and cried.

"You crazy woman, it's okay to be angry with your children! Don't let yourself dress up so glamorous and noble every day!" Qin Xiaoran's father has always loved his two daughters, and when he saw the eldest daughter struggling on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up, the younger daughter sat aside and cried, and he was even more angry and yelled at Qin Xiaoran's mother.

"Ranran, get up, take your sister into the room!" Qin Xiaoran's mother heard this, and rushed over to grab and beat Qin Xiaoran's father, Qin Xiaoran's father grabbed his wife's hair, pulled her scalp, and yelled at Qin Xiaoran on the ground.

"Dad, Mom......" Qin Xiaoran bit her lip unwillingly, timidly called out to her entangled parents, forced herself to get up, and picked up her crying sister into the room. In a panic, she noticed that what the two of them were stepping on on the ground was a photo of their marriage.