Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

As soon as he saw that the caller was "Mom", Gu Yanci immediately understood that Zhen Ran must be calling to investigate.

The call was connected. Before Zhen Ran could speak, Gu Yanci preemptively said in a suppressive tone: "You are making this call to seek justice for Gu Jinyu. I advise you not to open your mouth. It is for Qian Qian. If you want to apologize, wait until she wakes up before calling again."

"That's a nice thought," Zhen Ran scolded angrily, "I'll apologize to her in the next life. Let me ask you, what do you mean? Do you want to make me mad? Tiantian told me everything about last night. She I was crying and talking, until I was out of breath..."

The sight of Gu Jinyu crying appeared in front of Gu Yanci's eyes, and he couldn't help but sneer coldly: "She has the nerve to cry? Tell her, it's useless to cry for three days and three nights, but whoever cries is not justified."

As soon as he said these words, Gu Yanci immediately heard Gu Jinyu sobbing and crying aggrievedly: "Mom, forget it, don't scold him, just let this go. I'll suffer." This grievance is nothing and will be digested in a few days. He can't listen to reason. If you argue with him, he will only refute you and make you angry. You have a heart disease and can't stand the stimulation. I don't want you because Every little thing makes the condition worse.”

Her "considerate" fake care moved Zhen Ran.

From the phone, Gu Yanci clearly heard that Zhen Ran switched her tone every second and said softly and lovingly: "You, you, are too sensible. It would be great if he is one-tenth as sensible as you."

Gu Yanci: "..."

Anger surged in Gu Yanci's heart, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Gu Jinyu, put away your pretentious pretense. If you keep pretending, be careful that I will expose all the panic you made in the past."

A liar is indeed a liar. Gu Jinyu relied on Zhen Ran's trust in her and kept lying, "I have never made a fuss in the past, but I made a small fuss about sending a package." He rushed in with a fierce look on his face. It looked like it was going to tear me apart, I was so frightened that I lied out of fear."

She paused, and then explained the reason for "sending the package", "I am sending the package for your own good. People with depression are very scary. When I was hospitalized in a mental hospital, I saw that depression caused people to go crazy. She loves to torment the people around me the most. I am afraid that you will be tortured to the point of mental collapse by her, and I know how to persuade you, but you won't listen, so I have to use the method of getting rid of her to save you. Although my method is not appropriate, it is always for your own good. "

It's such a far-fetched reason that even a three-year-old child would scold "funny" when he heard it.

However, Zhen Ran, who hated Lin Qian from the bottom of her heart, praised her after hearing this, "You did the right thing. There is nothing wrong with it. It would be better if that woman died. It will save you worries. Think about it, before she appeared, your brother had Be filial and love you. She has only been around for a few months, and your brother is like a man possessed. Every day he is either angry with me or abusing you. If I had known she was a house-wrecker, I would never have let her in."

There is a reply that best describes Gu Yanci's state of mind at this moment: It's not enough to say anything.

Feeling that it was unreasonable to talk to Zhen Ran, Gu Yanci hung up the phone, found another number in the address book, dialed it, and ordered: "Go, bring a team of people and monitor Gu Jinyu closely, just like the police monitor prisoners. she."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yanci returned to the ward. Lin Qian had already gotten up.

She wore a simple and elegant long-sleeved chiffon and jeans with open legs. She sat in front of the desk, holding a capacitive pen to support her forehead, staring at the line drawing outlined on the hand-drawing board, contemplating .

She was attentive and thinking seriously, her expression was calm and peaceful, and there was no trace of illness at all. At a glance, she was indeed a normal person.

Seeing that she was in a normal state of peace of mind, Gu Yanci calmed down and walked to the kitchen.

People with depression are literally going crazy.

Gu Yanci had just washed the rice and put it into the rice cooker when he suddenly heard a crisp "crackling" sound, followed by Lin Qian's suppressed cry: "It's so annoying!"

Gu Yanci hurriedly walked into the ward, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the valuable hand-drawn tablet lying on the ground, with the screen broken, revealing the electronic components inside.

Lin Qian took the capacitive pen and poked it hard on the computer table. Her thin eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a deep anger between her eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yanci asked warmly, "Are you stimulated?"

"I have no inspiration," Lin Qian dropped the capacitive pen, pulled her hair and said, "Do you believe it? The design inspiration I was proud of suddenly disappeared completely. In the past, I designed new clothes without using Ideas and inspiration come to you at a moment's notice, and you can draw stunning and beautiful styles with just a quick stroke. But when I was drawing the picture just now, my mind went blank as if it had been washed by a high-pressure faucet, and I had no ideas at all. The manuscript was drawn with difficulty , it’s so ugly that I can’t even stand it.”

Gu Yanci believed what she said.

He determined and affirmed that the lack of inspiration was a sequelae caused by METC electroshock therapy.

Before, Gu Yanci was determined to let Lin Qian complete all six phases of METC electrotherapy, but now, he was hesitant.

"I'll stop painting if I can't draw it." Gu Yanci pressed Lin Qian's shoulders and comforted her with a warm voice: "You can rest peacefully and recuperate now. We will discuss work matters after you recover. I think, When Mr. Cheng learned about your situation, he also allowed you to take good care of yourself."

"He never rushes me. I'm worried about those gamers." Lin Qian thought about the gamers who are becoming more and more picky about game clothing and often find faults in the details. , they can even pick out the small flaws in the details of the beautiful clothes I drew. Next time they update the clothes, they will scold me to death if they see that the new clothes are rough and shoddy. If they don’t come out with new clothes, they can’t wait. They still want to curse me out loud."

Gu Yanci laughed dumbly, "My Mrs. Gu, put away your sense of responsibility. You are exhausted mentally and physically. What do you care about the players?"

Lin Qian glanced at him sideways, snorted coldly and said, "Player, I want to scold you a few words. Who is the player? The player is your bread and butter. Without the player's krypton gold, the game would have been broken long ago by his father."

Gu Yanci: "..."

"Yes, yes!" Gu Yanci pinched Lin Qian's cheek and said thoughtfully: "It's exactly what Mrs. Gu said. Let's do this. I'll ask the studio in charge of the game to hold a few re-enactments of the previous ones. The 'limited time purchase' costumes are back one by one."

……

After breakfast, Gu Yanci went to the psychiatrist who was treating Lin Qian and asked him: "Can the next few METC sessions be cancelled? The sequelae are too serious, and further treatment will do more harm than good."

"No," the psychiatrist explained patiently, "If you don't do it, it will do more harm than good..."