Chasing his wife at the crematorium, aloof CEO Lu licks the dog

Jiang Qianqian got up very early the next day, while Lu Boshen was still asleep. She went downstairs to eat a few mouthfuls of food. When Aunt Fang came out, she said to Aunt Fang, "Sir, help me tell him when he gets up. I will go to the nursing home to accompany Jiang Jiang." If he has something to do in his company, he can go and do it, so there is no need to come over and accompany Jiang Jiang for treatment."

Aunt Fang nodded, "Okay, ma'am."

When Jiang Qianqian arrived at the nursing home, the sun had just risen. Crystal clear dewdrops were still hanging on the lawn at the door, and the spider webs on the fence next to it were also full of dewdrops. Everything was full of vitality and vitality.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but think back to her past life. She had forgotten how long it had been since she stopped to observe the lawn on the roadside, look at the early morning sun, and feel the changes of the four seasons like today.

In the past five years, it seemed that she had only lived for one thing, and that was to make Lu Boshen fall in love with her. Now when I look back at where I was, I realize how ridiculous and sad this was.

Fortunately, now I finally see it clearly and figured it out. Is it still too late?

Lu Boshen didn't see Jiang Qianqian coming down when he got up. He thought she was still asleep. He sat at the dining table and had breakfast. He took out his tablet and read emails until it was almost nine o'clock. He finally couldn't help but ask Aunt Fang, "Mrs. Aren't you up yet? I'm leaving. She came down and told her to have breakfast."

Aunt Fang was shocked. She actually forgot to tell Lu Boshen what Jiang Qianqian told her.

Since Aunt Mei left, she is not only responsible for three meals a day, but also cleaning the villa. She is indeed a little busier than before. She was making breakfast when Jiang Qianqian left, and she still remembered it firmly, but she forgot about it after tidying up the kitchen and starting to clean the living room.

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir, I was busy and forgot. My wife asked me to tell you that she went to the nursing home to accompany Jiang Jiang. If you are busy, it will be for you, and you don't have to accompany Jiang Jiang for treatment." Aunt Fang lowered her head, Afraid of stuttering when speaking, she didn't dare to look into Lu Boshen's eyes, for fear that he would blame her for this.

Lu Boshen had no intention of paying attention to her now. All his attention was on Jiang Qianqian, "What time did your wife leave?"

He was a little surprised. People who usually doze off so much and don't get up until eight or nine o'clock, why did they suddenly wake up so early today?

Aunt Fang answered respectfully, "My wife will go out at about six o'clock."

So early? It was earlier than he expected, which was too abnormal.

He immediately dialed Jiang Qianqian's number, and the call was answered almost instantly. When he heard the brisk tone of the person on the other end of the phone, he felt relieved.

"Hey, what's the matter? Have you gone to work?"

"I was getting ready to go out. Why did you get up so early today? You didn't wait for me to send you there?"

Lu Bo deeply rubbed his temples that were throbbing. He always felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't remember what was wrong. He just felt an unexplainable uneasiness.

Jiang Qianqian looked at Jiang Jiang who was coloring on the drawing board and smiled brightly, "Jiang Jiang's first psychological treatment today. I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep. I got up too early and I'm sorry to disturb you. You go and do your work. This I'll go back when the side is over."

Lu Boshen wanted to say that he wanted to go there too, but Secretary Liu called and had to hang up the phone in a hurry. After listening to Secretary Liu's words, the company encountered some troubles and had no choice but to rush to the company.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Jiang Qianqian's face immediately faded. She just wanted to make Lu Baoshen feel that she still loved him. She continued to hold him in her hands, just to make him fall off when he was at the top. That way The most painful, painful and sad thing.

Seeing Jiang Jiang using a blue paintbrush to smear irregular patterns on the paper, Jiang Qianqian couldn't help but ask, "Jiang Jiang, what are you painting? Is it a river?"

Jiang Jiang was busy painting and ignored her, as if he didn't hear her at all. Jiang Qianqian shook her head helplessly, holding her cheek and watching silently.

"Wow, Jiang Jiang is great. He actually painted such a beautiful sky. How about we draw another cloud?" Huo Ting's brisk voice sounded from behind. Jiang Qianqian turned her head and saw that he was wearing a light gray suit. Wearing sportswear and a pair of white shoes, he looks like a high school student.

Jiang Jiang also turned his head and responded to the call. When he saw that the person coming was Huo Ting, his expression immediately changed and his eyes became lively, "Brother, okay."

Seeing Jiang Jiang's different treatment, Jiang Qianqian was a little disappointed. Since Jiang Jiang fell ill, he has never spoken more than three words to himself at a time. Why does he have a soft spot for Huo Ting? It's so weird.

Huo Ting sat down next to Jiang Jiang, picked up a white paintbrush, and filled in a few strokes on the drawing board. Jiang Qianqian leaned over and frowned, not knowing how to describe it. It was just a few simple white lines. Can it be called clouds?

She remembered that when she was in kindergarten, the clouds her teacher taught her to draw were all closed patterns surrounded by wavy lines, with colors filled in the middle. Why did the current painting style become like this? Why can't she understand it at all?

But who knows what she can't understand, Jiang Jiang is very happy, clapping his hands repeatedly, "It looks good, brother, it looks good."

Li Shi'an, who was rushed to treat Jiang Jiang, happened to see this scene. He clapped his hands happily, "Not bad, not bad. He is willing to open up and everything will be easy to handle."

Seeing him coming, Jiang Qianqian quickly got up and said hello, "Doctor Li, you are here."

Seeing him nodding, she pointed at Huo Ting, "He is the big brother I told you that Jiang Jiang particularly likes."

"Okay, okay, good, good, with his help our treatment will be more effective." Li Shi'an looked at Huo Ting, the joy in his eyes was self-evident.

Huo Ting was also very happy. He stood up and shook hands with Li Shi'an. "Doctor Li, if there is anything I can do to help, just ask."

Jiang Jiang is Jiang Qianqian's younger brother. Jiang Qianqian's relatives need his help. Of course Huo Ting doesn't mind it at all.

"Okay, okay, the first treatment method we use at this stage is cognitive behavioral therapy. This is a method that analyzes the psychological conflicts of autistic patients to help them understand and solve psychological problems, thereby helping to improve social interactions and abilities."

Li Shi'an took the initiative to introduce the current treatment methods to Jiang Qianqian and Huo Ting. When he touched Huo Ting's eyes, he couldn't help but said, "The most important part of this treatment method is to help the patient take the first step, and you will play a vital role.”

Huo Ting smiled and nodded, then looked at Jiang Qian and smiled, the kind of happiness that came from the heart.

Jiang Qianqian looked down at Jiang Jiang. Her brother was painting quietly, and she didn't know if he understood their conversation just now.

"Anyway, Jiang Jiang will leave it to Dr. Li and Huo Ting."

At this time, Jiang Qianqian felt that no amount of thanks was enough to express her emotions.