The driver, Xiao Wang, drove the car out of the garage early, and as soon as Wen Jie went out, he saw the white Land Rover waiting.

He looked back at his father and said, "Not a Porsche Cayenne?" ”

The reason why I asked this is because after the butterfly rope incident was corrected, everything Jia Nan had overnight seemed to have become his.

That is to say, after his father was killed, Jia Nan's father robbed him of the wealth that should have belonged to his father? So he corrected his father's murder, and naturally set things right and took back the ownership of his wealth.

Thinking about it this way, villas, luxury cars, movable and real estate, enjoy it with a clear conscience.

It's just that the choice of the car is ......

"That Cayenne was recalled, so I just changed it and drove it." Father listened to Wen Jie's question and said casually.

Wen Jie nodded, indicating that he heard it, and sighed in his heart: Regarding the car, it is the same.

Xiao Wang, wearing a uniform and white gloves, stood straight next to the car, and when he saw Wen Jie coming over, he hurriedly stepped forward and opened the rear door, and made a gesture of please: "Young Master Wen, please!" ”

Young Master Wen, hehe! Wen Jie silently repeated this title in his heart, to be honest, this sudden change was not so real in the systematic murder rehearsal.

At this time, looking at the low eyebrows and pleasing to the eyes, the driver Xiao Wang with a respectful face is really a little unaccustomed.

He looked at Xiao Wang for a moment with mixed feelings, and pursed his mouth.

After getting into the car and sitting down, he waved his hand to his parents at the door, and watched his parents enter the villa, then he withdrew his gaze.

He looked at Xiao Wang in the front row and said in a low voice: "Xiao Wang, you should be a few years younger than me, in the future, you will not be Young Master Wen in private, Young Master Wen will call me Brother Wen, right?" ”

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Wen Jie seriously, and said, "This is not good, if Mr. Wen knows, my performance will be deducted." Besides, I am a full-time driver recruited by Huahai, you are an executive in Huahai, and our level is so different, let my colleagues know, how inappropriate. ”

"So, you don't have to be rigid in private. Okay, hurry up and drive, my dad said that Professor Zhao's psychological counseling can't be late. Wen Jie duly changed the subject.

"Good...... Okay"

Xiao Wang hurriedly started the car, and the car turned a few corners in the villa area and drove onto the wide road.

"Wen Shao...... Oh, Brother Wen, don't worry, Professor Zhao's psychological counseling clinic is located in Beichen Huanyu Building, North District, M City, let's drive along Binhe Road for half an hour, drive out from the second exit at Shenglin Roundabout, and drive along Beichen Street for 20 minutes.

It's half past seven, and it should arrive around half-past eight to eight-forty. Xiao Wang introduced the route familiarly.

Wen Jie was a little sleepy when he heard it, he didn't have any concept of the North District of M City, and the only thing he was familiar with was the North District Police Station.

When I was entangled with Jia Nan before, I ran at least two or three times to cover my face!

As the car jolted, Wen Jie fell asleep in the car.

When Xiao Wang turned back to call him, he opened his eyes and found that the light around him was very dim, and he had gone to the underground garage.

Xiao Wang took Wen Jie directly to the 10th floor of a building.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Wen Jie only felt that the lights were suddenly brighter many times. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a reception table with columns of light arranged in a semicircle at equal distances, clustered with white marble countertops.

The decorative wall behind the reception desk is inlaid with a stick figure of a big "Z" letter holding up a red heart, which should be the logo of Zhao Jingshu's psychological counseling clinic.

Xiao Wang let Wen Jie to the VIP waiting area, he came to the reception table and whispered a few words to the staff.

At this time, the person in charge of the reception was a young girl, wearing a white suit, she got up and looked at the VIP waiting area with a smile, and bowed slightly at Wen Jie.

When the girl came out again, her smile became brighter. She guided Wen Jie around the reception desk and walked inside for five or six minutes to a row of counseling rooms near the corner.

The lighting here is very good, the elegant and pleasant decoration style, the simple and soft solid color scenery, and the fragrance of plants in the air make people feel relaxed and happy when they set foot here.

The girl knocked on the door, and when she was answered, she slowly twisted the doorknob.

I felt the faint fragrance of flowers coming to my face, followed by Wen Jie, who felt that he was wrapped in warm air, and that room was like a warm embrace, waiting for Wen Jie to take off his tiredness and disguise, to find his own self, to touch the most authentic self.

Wen Jie barely realized that he was moving towards the house, and by the time he came back to his senses, the door had been gently closed, and the girl had put a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob.

He stood in the middle of the room, opposite the sofa for the patient to rest, the sofa looked so comfortable that he couldn't sleep well last night and wanted to lie down and sleep immediately.

It was at this moment that the nerves in his mind about the "mysterious reflection" suddenly tensed.

Immediately after, he keenly caught a hint of hostility, an aura of vigilance and vigilance, which was clearly different from the peace and ease of a room.

He turned around and looked at Zhao Jingshu twenty years later...... Professor.

Yes, after 20 years of hard study and hard work in the field of psychology, she has obtained a doctorate in psychology from Stanford University.

At present, she is a distinguished visiting professor of psychology at two well-known universities in China, and has published countless journal papers, all of which prove her exploration and exploration in the frontier field of psychology.

Professor Zhao Jingshu looks full of energy, has a good demeanor, and exudes the style and bearing that he should have as a domestic leader in the field of psychology.

But the moment she saw Wen Jie, her eyes flickered, and the calmness and calmness she had in the face of others collapsed, and her lips trembled: "How is it possible?" ”

Wen Jie understood what she wanted to ask: How could you possibly look like nothing had changed at all?

Just like Jia Nan in the bedroom of the villa that afternoon.

Hehe, it seems that she doesn't have a system.

Since turning on the networking mode of the system, Wen Jie has known that there are so many systematic people hidden in the real world. It's just that it's in the principle of confidentiality, and I won't mention half a word about the system.

Wen Jie just smiled in response.

She doesn't have a system, so she really can't tell her anything.

Originally, Wen Jie didn't have any illusions, and his eyes wandered around the room casually, but he saw a table mirror with a very ancient shape.

This kind of table mirror is supported by a bracket, and the mirror can be rotated freely, and Wen Jie's angle can see most of the mercury-plated mirror, and the other side of the mirror can only see a dark black background.

He walked over briskly and picked up the table mirror.

Zhao Jingshu was stunned for a moment, and ran over to grab the small mirror, but it was too late.

Wen Jie looked at the dark witch stills on the back of the mirror, it was a propaganda still of the witch Blair, thinking that this thing should be a limited edition handmade gift to match the publicity, otherwise with Zhao Jingshu's current identity, how could a dilapidated mirror from twenty years ago be retained.

He pointed to the witch actor in the stills and asked, "Mysterious reflection?" ”