Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Can You Still Laugh?
Translator: 549690339
Hypnosis isn’t like what you see on TV, where someone swings a pocket watch in front of your eyes and you follow their every command; even revealing your bank account information to the hypnotist. It’s not that magical.
Hypnosis is a process of guiding a person into a state of consciousness. It can be used to treat illnesses or take advantage of people. In her past life, Xiao Qian used her identity as a doctor to target Ni Jianren in prison, ultimately killing the scumbag.
The first thing to achieve is relaxation and concentration, with tone and speaking speed being very important. In her past life, Xiao Qian tried many times before finding the speaking speed that could help Zheng Xu concentrate, as he wasn’t easily hypnotized.
“…Relax your calves, you can’t even feel your legs…You can only hear my voice now, you’re at the seaside, with birds flying in the sky. It’s very relaxing and comfortable…”
At first, Zheng Xu had difficulty concentrating, but as he followed Xiao Qian’s instructions, he was unconsciously brought into a semi-hypnotic state, completely relaxed.
For professional psychologists, each person’s area of expertise in treatment varies. Xiao Qian is one of the few domestic psychologists who are proficient in several major treatment methods. Unfortunately, no matter how many methods she masters, she can’t save herself.
Zheng Xu had been suffering from insomnia for a long time.
As he slowly woke up from his sleep, seeing Chen Xiaoqian standing beside him, his first reaction was to look at the wall clock. An hour had passed?
He felt very relaxed. This level of comfort was not something that could be achieved through sleeping pills. His body felt full of energy, and his mind was exceptionally clear.
“How did you do it?” He found it unbelievable.
“It’s my profession. Today 1 was supposed to help you with desensitization training, but since your eyes were really tired, I changed it to relaxation hypnosis. Next time, I’ll desensitize you.”
“Stay, I’m willing to pay any amount.” Zheng Xu’s reason for saying this had changed from before.
Initially, he found this woman interesting and wanted to keep her around for company. But after being successfully hypnotized by Xiao Qian, he started to admire her talent. Regardless of anything else, just being able to give him a relaxing sleep was worth any amount of money he could pay.
“I have my own things to do and can’t stay with you long term. Besides, the treatment plan I designed for you is already perfect, and adding more training will do you no good.”
“I can give you everything you want. Taking care of me would bring you more rewards than taking care of many others. Why not stay and make your life easier?”
“Zheng Xu, if a woman offered you 1 billion yuan and told you to spend it however you wanted, but now your life revolves around her, would you agree?”
Zheng Xu had never expected her to answer this way, and he was momentarily speechless.
Xiao Qian understood him because, deep down, Zheng Xu was like her. They were both too persistent in challenging themselves, not wanting to be shackled by things. To people like them, career is not just a money-making tool but a way to fulfill their sense of accomplishment.
“Now, I want you more than ever.” Zheng Xu looked at Xiao Qian seriously.
“Remember our agreement, no touching.” Xiao Qian reminded him.
Even with ambitious ideas, Zheng Xu had to hold back. This woman had completely impressed him with her domineering professionalism.
“I seldom praise women from a man’s perspective, but if I were to recognize the existence of a remarkable woman, it would be Chen Xiaoqian.”
Without using her charm to win over men, Xiao Qian achieved equal admiration through her professional abilities alone.
“So, Boss Zheng, are you willing to pay a small price for your admiration?”
“What do you need?”
“Help me investigate someone, including their whereabouts, debts, and social circle.”
“Who?” For Zheng Xu, this was a small task.
“Chen Lin, ID number 23062419###”
Trash Dad must still be in Qiang City. The treatment for Xiao Qian’s mother was almost ready, so it was time to track down Trash Dad and wrap things up. “What’s your relationship with him?”
“An enemy. According to our agreement, helping me with this is part of your payment. Can you give me all his whereabouts within three days?”
“Three days is too long. I can do it in one. And don’t underestimate my power. Do you want me to have someone break his arms and legs?”
“I hate direct violence. Only those with no ability to decently kill their enemies resort to violent means, giving away their low IQ. You only need to help me investigate him; I’ll deal with the rest.”
When Xiao Qian arrived home, Jia Xiufang hadn’t returned yet. She tidied up the room and washed her hands, noticing the withered carnation in the vase. There was still no news from Yu Minglang.
She’d almost used up the hand sanitizer he’d given her; Xiao Qian washed her hands too frequently. She placed the sanitizer she’d taken from Zheng Xu on the counter. It was the same fragrance and brand, but somehow it felt different.
Xiao Qian picked up the phone and dialed Yu Minglang’s number again, receiving the same prompt: the phone was switched off.
She had thought of using Yu Minglang’s power to find Chen Lin.
But she chose Zheng Xu instead, because they shared more compatible values and would do anything to reach their goals.
Yu Minglang was too righteous; Xiao Qian wasn’t sure if he would agree with her methods, nor did she want to show him her dark side.
Moreover, she couldn’t find Yu Minglang now, and getting a divorce from Trash Dad was imminent. There was no time to wait.
That night, the home phone rang. Chen Zilong picked it up and, hearing a man asking for his older sister, he called for Xiao Qian frantically and nervously asked her,
“Is it that rich guy from last time?”
“Get lost!” Xiao Qian pushed her brother away and picked up the phone with a hint of anticipation.
Was it Yu Minglang? Had he returned safely?
“Sister Qian, it’s Brother Xu’s subordinate. I’m downstairs at your place. Can you come down?”
Zheng Xu was always reliable, so Xiao Qian changed her clothes and went downstairs. Seeing the parked champagne-colored Mercedes-Benz, she couldn’t help but sneer.
Still so flashy and vulgar, just like in her past life.
Xiao Qian thought Zheng Xu was just sending his subordinate to give her the information, but he had actually come personally.
As she got into the car, Zheng Xu handed her a paper bag. Opening it, Xiao Qian couldn’t help but laugh.
Not only were there detailed files on Chen Lin, but also photos.
“How did you get these pictures?” She asked, looking at the photo of Trash Dad hugging Chu Xue and smooching her.
“You can still laugh? He’s your biological father after all, right?” Zheng Xu had investigated Chen Lin and, of course, had also looked into Xiao Qian’s background..
Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Can You Still Laugh?
Translator: 549690339
Hypnosis isn’t like what you see on TV, where someone swings a pocket watch in front of your eyes and you follow their every command; even revealing your bank account information to the hypnotist. It’s not that magical.
Hypnosis is a process of guiding a person into a state of consciousness. It can be used to treat illnesses or take advantage of people. In her past life, Xiao Qian used her identity as a doctor to target Ni Jianren in prison, ultimately killing the scumbag.
The first thing to achieve is relaxation and concentration, with tone and speaking speed being very important. In her past life, Xiao Qian tried many times before finding the speaking speed that could help Zheng Xu concentrate, as he wasn’t easily hypnotized.
“…Relax your calves, you can’t even feel your legs…You can only hear my voice now, you’re at the seaside, with birds flying in the sky. It’s very relaxing and comfortable…”
At first, Zheng Xu had difficulty concentrating, but as he followed Xiao Qian’s instructions, he was unconsciously brought into a semi-hypnotic state, completely relaxed.
For professional psychologists, each person’s area of expertise in treatment varies. Xiao Qian is one of the few domestic psychologists who are proficient in several major treatment methods. Unfortunately, no matter how many methods she masters, she can’t save herself.
Zheng Xu had been suffering from insomnia for a long time.
As he slowly woke up from his sleep, seeing Chen Xiaoqian standing beside him, his first reaction was to look at the wall clock. An hour had passed?
He felt very relaxed. This level of comfort was not something that could be achieved through sleeping pills. His body felt full of energy, and his mind was exceptionally clear.
“How did you do it?” He found it unbelievable.
“It’s my profession. Today 1 was supposed to help you with desensitization training, but since your eyes were really tired, I changed it to relaxation hypnosis. Next time, I’ll desensitize you.”
“Stay, I’m willing to pay any amount.” Zheng Xu’s reason for saying this had changed from before.
Initially, he found this woman interesting and wanted to keep her around for company. But after being successfully hypnotized by Xiao Qian, he started to admire her talent. Regardless of anything else, just being able to give him a relaxing sleep was worth any amount of money he could pay.
“I have my own things to do and can’t stay with you long term. Besides, the treatment plan I designed for you is already perfect, and adding more training will do you no good.”
“I can give you everything you want. Taking care of me would bring you more rewards than taking care of many others. Why not stay and make your life easier?”
“Zheng Xu, if a woman offered you 1 billion yuan and told you to spend it however you wanted, but now your life revolves around her, would you agree?”
Zheng Xu had never expected her to answer this way, and he was momentarily speechless.
Xiao Qian understood him because, deep down, Zheng Xu was like her. They were both too persistent in challenging themselves, not wanting to be shackled by things. To people like them, career is not just a money-making tool but a way to fulfill their sense of accomplishment.
“Now, I want you more than ever.” Zheng Xu looked at Xiao Qian seriously.
“Remember our agreement, no touching.” Xiao Qian reminded him.
Even with ambitious ideas, Zheng Xu had to hold back. This woman had completely impressed him with her domineering professionalism.
“I seldom praise women from a man’s perspective, but if I were to recognize the existence of a remarkable woman, it would be Chen Xiaoqian.”
Without using her charm to win over men, Xiao Qian achieved equal admiration through her professional abilities alone.
“So, Boss Zheng, are you willing to pay a small price for your admiration?”
“What do you need?”
“Help me investigate someone, including their whereabouts, debts, and social circle.”
“Who?” For Zheng Xu, this was a small task.
“Chen Lin, ID number 23062419###”
Trash Dad must still be in Qiang City. The treatment for Xiao Qian’s mother was almost ready, so it was time to track down Trash Dad and wrap things up. “What’s your relationship with him?”
“An enemy. According to our agreement, helping me with this is part of your payment. Can you give me all his whereabouts within three days?”
“Three days is too long. I can do it in one. And don’t underestimate my power. Do you want me to have someone break his arms and legs?”
“I hate direct violence. Only those with no ability to decently kill their enemies resort to violent means, giving away their low IQ. You only need to help me investigate him; I’ll deal with the rest.”
When Xiao Qian arrived home, Jia Xiufang hadn’t returned yet. She tidied up the room and washed her hands, noticing the withered carnation in the vase. There was still no news from Yu Minglang.
She’d almost used up the hand sanitizer he’d given her; Xiao Qian washed her hands too frequently. She placed the sanitizer she’d taken from Zheng Xu on the counter. It was the same fragrance and brand, but somehow it felt different.
Xiao Qian picked up the phone and dialed Yu Minglang’s number again, receiving the same prompt: the phone was switched off.
She had thought of using Yu Minglang’s power to find Chen Lin.
But she chose Zheng Xu instead, because they shared more compatible values and would do anything to reach their goals.
Yu Minglang was too righteous; Xiao Qian wasn’t sure if he would agree with her methods, nor did she want to show him her dark side.
Moreover, she couldn’t find Yu Minglang now, and getting a divorce from Trash Dad was imminent. There was no time to wait.
That night, the home phone rang. Chen Zilong picked it up and, hearing a man asking for his older sister, he called for Xiao Qian frantically and nervously asked her,
“Is it that rich guy from last time?”
“Get lost!” Xiao Qian pushed her brother away and picked up the phone with a hint of anticipation.
Was it Yu Minglang? Had he returned safely?
“Sister Qian, it’s Brother Xu’s subordinate. I’m downstairs at your place. Can you come down?”
Zheng Xu was always reliable, so Xiao Qian changed her clothes and went downstairs. Seeing the parked champagne-colored Mercedes-Benz, she couldn’t help but sneer.
Still so flashy and vulgar, just like in her past life.
Xiao Qian thought Zheng Xu was just sending his subordinate to give her the information, but he had actually come personally.
As she got into the car, Zheng Xu handed her a paper bag. Opening it, Xiao Qian couldn’t help but laugh.
Not only were there detailed files on Chen Lin, but also photos.
“How did you get these pictures?” She asked, looking at the photo of Trash Dad hugging Chu Xue and smooching her.
“You can still laugh? He’s your biological father after all, right?” Zheng Xu had investigated Chen Lin and, of course, had also looked into Xiao Qian’s background..
