I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Chapter 162 Mr. Mo, it’s you who is mentally ill

Mrs. Li didn't understand and was shocked.

But what can she do?

Mo Shiyan wanted to invite him, so he had no choice but to invite him.

Mrs. Li still couldn't help but say: "Mr. Ruo Mo said this because Master Ming told fortunes for others."

"Then I have to say something."

She looked serious, "Master Ming is a man of real ability."

"You can't insult her by calling her a psychiatrist!"

The reason why she agreed was that even if she disagreed today, Mo Shiyan would probably find another doctor.

I found her today and was able to give her some advice.

Let Mo Shiyan not be too picky.

There is nothing wrong with this, Master Ming. He has this ability, why should he bury it?

After a while, the psychiatrist came.

He is a middle-aged man, with a gentle and non-aggressive appearance, and a round face. At a glance, it is easy for people to let their guard down.

However, he was still a little stressed when he came to the Mo family. Although he had seen a lot of dignitaries, this was the first time for him to be at this level in the Mo family.

He has to behave!

"Mr. Mo, what are you confused about?" The doctor pushed up his round glasses and asked nervously.

Mo Shiyan dismissed Mrs. Li.

He said with a serious face: "It's not me."

"It's my wife."

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then nodded understandingly, "Okay, I also heard a little bit about it, is Mrs. Mo pregnant?"

"During pregnancy, you really need to pay attention to maternal mental health issues, and I understand that."

"We also have many countermeasures here, don't worry, Mr. Mo."

"It's not pregnancy." Mo Shiyan said dissatisfiedly, "I think there is probably something wrong with her."

"I gave her the shares, but she didn't want them."

"I went to check the records. After she used some of the money I put into her card, she actually made up for it later." As he said that, Mo Shiyan sneered.

"Even if I give the company to her, she still wants to share the dividends with me."

“Account everything clearly.”

"But she's not someone who doesn't like money."

"Does she have any mental disorder?"

The doctor's pen was pressed against the record book he had brought. Hearing these words, the tip of the pen almost exploded.

He raised a stiff face.

ha?

What kind of problem is this?

He thought he was here to fully display his expertise and talents.

But who knew he was here to listen to someone's gossip?

It was obvious that Mo Shiyan was staring at him closely, so the doctor could only praise him bravely: "Mrs. Ling is really... self-reliant and self-reliant."

This was obviously not the answer Mo Shiyan wanted.

His expression quickly darkened.

His left hand hung on a section of the stool, and his right hand casually picked up the tea cup. He did not drink, but quietly lowered his eyes, staring at the tea leaves with Xuan'er on it.

"That's all you want to say?"

Mo Shiyan's deep voice made the doctor's desire to survive surge.

He asked with difficulty: "What do you think is wrong?"

"Mrs. Ling's situation also exists."

"Many girls now have their own independent personalities. Even after marriage, they have strong autonomy."

"The pattern of AA after marriage is not uncommon."

A sneer escaped from the corner of Mo Shiyan's lips, "Independent personality."

He gently pressed the four words on the tips of his teeth, as if wrapped in air conditioning, "But I don't need her to have an independent consciousness."

The doctor was stunned.

Then I heard Mo Shiyan say: "I gave her shares and the company. Any trouble she encounters is not a trouble to me."

"Why is she independent?"

"Those are things that only women who have no support need to do."

He raised his chin slightly, and his face, carefully crafted by the Creator, showed natural pride.

The doctor understood.

He sat up straight and his eyes became serious.

He suddenly put the notebook on the table and scribbled down a few words.

【Extreme desire for control! 】

He suddenly became professional, frowned and stared at Mo Shiyan and said, "Mr. Mo, let me ask you a few questions."

"Do you feel unhappy when your wife is with other people?"

Mo Shiyan raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

The doctor swishly wrote.

[Extremely possessive. 】

"Excuse me, is this other person a man or a woman?"

Mo Shiyan frowned: "Of course it's everyone."

The doctor was surprised: "Including her family?"

Mo Shiyan didn't answer, but his eyes proved everything, that's it.

The doctor mentally crossed out the word 'extremely strong' and changed it to 'possessive'.

"So when this situation occurs, will you have some extreme thoughts?" The doctor slowly guided, with an increasingly solemn expression on his face.

"I don't think that's extreme."

"I just hope she can stay where I can see her."

"Of course, when she makes me very angry, I think it would be good to use some extreme methods." A smile escaped from the corners of Mo Shiyan's lips.

The moment his slender fingers touched the cup, it was as if he was holding her slender wrist.

Cuscuta flowers will wrap tightly around the tree trunk.

But he hoped that Ming Nuan was a dodder flower.

It seems that she is strangling him, but in fact it is the tree that is strangling the flower's vitality. He longs for her and is just as 'desperately longing' for him as she is.

His roots tried to wrap around her.

I just kept restraining myself.

"My wife is not smart." Mo Shiyan said softly, "She always has to work hard to do many things that she can do well just by asking me."

"Obviously I am the best choice."

His fingers slowly tightened.

The cup seemed to make a silent protest under his hand.

The doctor nodded, his face looking a little uglier than before.

He added a parenthesis.

[The condition has a tendency to get worse (abnormal?)]

The doctor exhaled slowly.

"Mr. Mo, this is indeed a serious matter."

He pushed up his glasses, and his round face no longer looked gentle.