Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

When the man spoke, his sinister gaze met her gaze through the glass, whether intentional or unintentional.

Gu Baiwei was startled by his eyes and always felt that the man seemed to be able to see her.

A large, warm hand held hers, their fingers interlocked. The warmth from the palm calmed her restless heart a little.

"Weiwei, are you okay?"

Gu Baiwei shook her head gently: "Let's go."

She was already certain that the man was the one she saw in her dream, so there was no need to stay any longer.

That night Gu Baiwei had another strange dream.

In her dream, she saw a scantily clad woman stumbling out of the bar and falling headfirst into the green belt next to it.

I don’t know how long it took, but a middle-aged man in a cleaner’s uniform rode a tricycle and stopped at the place where the woman fell.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he dragged the woman into the woods not far away.

Half an hour later, the cleaner came out with a satisfied look on his face, holding up his trousers. The only person left in the woods was the dishevelled, unconscious woman.

The light from the street lamps in the distance hit the leaves, creating hazy shadows, as if it were a colorful dream, distant and unreal.

The bright morning sunlight shone into the room through the gap in the curtains, sprinkling on the woman's fair face, clearly illuminating the tiny hairs on her face.

Gu Baiwei slowly opened her eyes, and everything in her dream seemed still vivid in her mind.

She lay in bed in a daze for a while before slowly sitting up.

Why did she have such a strange dream?

Could this dream also be real like the previous ones?

She reached out to grab the phone on the bedside table, and a large, bony hand gently held her waist: "Weiwei."

The man's voice was hoarse from waking up early. His strong arms wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Shen Yanqing's short hair, which was always meticulously groomed, was now a little messy on her head. Her narrow eyes looked at her with a rare bit of confusion, like a cute little animal.

Gu Baiwei couldn't help but rub his head.

Shen Yanqing laughed softly: "Weiwei, my head can't be touched casually."

As he spoke, he lifted her chin with his slender fingers, and then pressed his soft lips against hers.

As their breathing became entangled, a slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ears: "Weiwei, this is the punishment for touching my head."

She was kissed until she felt dizzy, and it was not until her stomach growled that Shen Yanqing chuckled and let her go.

Gu Baiwei rushed into the bathroom with a red face to wash up. When she came back, she remembered something very important.

She hurriedly took out her cell phone to look through it, but after a long while she couldn't find any news about a drunk woman being found dead by a cleaner.

Was it really a coincidence last time?

But if it was really a coincidence, then why did that pervert look exactly like the person in the dream?

Just as she was thinking, her body suddenly flew into the air. She screamed and grabbed the man's arm, and suddenly met a pair of eyes with a mischievous smile.

"Let's go eat."

"I can do it myself."

Gu Baiwei struggled to get down, but was suddenly slapped on the butt. Her cheeks immediately became hot with embarrassment. He actually spanked her butt?

"Be good."

A teasing voice sounded next to her ear, and she immediately buried her head in his chest and obediently let him carry her downstairs.

In the dining room, the nanny had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

Shen Yanqing carried her to the main seat and sat her down, and he sat next to her.

After doing all this, he picked up the porridge in front of him and blew on it gently, then scooped a spoonful of it and fed it to her mouth.

"I can do it myself."

Gu Baiwei felt like she was about to catch fire. She was not a child, and being served like this in front of so many nannies, she felt like she was losing face.

"Be good, drink a sip, they won't see."

Shen Yan cleared her throat lovingly. She quietly observed her surroundings and found that all the nannies looked straight ahead, their eyes on the nose and their noses on the heart. Indeed, no one looked over here twice.

But... this is still too embarrassing.

She grabbed the porridge from Shen Yanqing's hand and drank it all in one gulp: "I'm done."

Shen Yan cleared his throat and said sadly: "Weiwei..."

The meal gave her goosebumps. Has this man been like this before?

After breakfast, Chen Yifan called.

"Weiwei, Xiaoshuang had nightmares last night. I want to take her to see a psychiatrist. Are you free to come with us? You two are girls, so some things will be more convenient."

Shen Yanqing next to him immediately refused: "You are not allowed to go."

Gu Baiwei glared at him and agreed: "Okay, send me the location and we'll meet in the clinic directly."

Shen Yanqing looked at her with an unhappy face. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him quickly on the lips: "I can't ignore Xiaoshuang's affairs."

His expression softened a little: "Stay away from Chen Yifan, he has bad intentions towards you."

Gu Baiwei waved at him: "I'm leaving."

Shen Yanqing watched her leave, and the gentle expression on his face disappeared completely.

The address of the psychological clinic was not too far away, and Gu Baiwei arrived safely in about ten minutes by car.

From a distance, she saw Chen Yifan and Chen Shuang standing at the door waiting for her.

She quickly parked the car and walked forward.

His eyes fell on Chen Shuang and he noticed that there was a faint dark blue under her eyelids, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.

Thinking about what she had been through in the past two days, I couldn't help but feel a little distressed. I couldn't help but reach out and hold her hand, which was cold to the touch.

Chen Shuang seemed to have just noticed her and gave her a forced smile: "Sister Weiwei."

She nodded: "Don't be afraid, I'm with you."

Chen Yifan was a little embarrassed: "Weiwei, thank you for your help."

Gu Baiwei waved her hand: "It's okay, let's go in."

Chen Shuang silently held her arm tightly, pursed her lips, and had a tense expression.

Chen Yifan sighed, looked at her, and took the lead to lead the way.

Gu Baiwei followed behind him and looked around.

This private clinic covers an area of ​​about 400 to 500 square meters, which is considered very good considering the high land value in the city center.

Modern decoration style, simple and elegant.

As you walk along, you can see many medical staff wearing uniform.

Chen Yifan led the two of them through the corridor, stopped at the door of a consultation room, and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The young man's voice sounded from inside the room.

Chen Yifan opened the door and walked in with the two of them.

A gentle man in a white coat and black-framed glasses sat behind the desk, and opposite him sat a young girl who seemed to be his assistant.

The man saw the two people coming in, stood up from the table, strode forward, raised his hand and punched Chen Yifan on the shoulder: "Old Chen, long time no see."

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Gu Baiwei, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "This is my sister-in-law, right? My, you are so lucky, you little brat."