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Qi Ye: "It's a very simple matter. To you, it's nothing."

"No!"

"Are you sure you don't want to help?"

"I want you to help me find a reliable counselor. The most important thing is to find a reliable counselor."

"I'm reliable, very reliable. I'm very professional." After he finished speaking, Mu Xu stared at Qi Ye, observing his current movements. After observing his movements in detail, Mu Xu's eyebrows slightly rose: "Speaking is very urgent, putting the item in front of your chest creates an obstacle, intentionally keeping your distance from the interlocutor, represents anxiety. The facial features converged towards the center of the face, representing a hidden aversion. "Ol 'Three, you're both anxious and disgusted, and you still want to ask a counselor to let me guess …"

"A slight raise of your eyebrows represents your self-confidence. Are you that confident that you can guess why I asked for a counselor?" Qi Ye knocked on the table and rhythmically said: "Let's make a bet. If you're right, I'll make dinner for you for a week.

If it were any other person, Mu's medical examiner would definitely nod his head in agreement. However, if it was Third Brother, who had a dirty stomach, Mu Xu really didn't dare to nod his head so recklessly.

"Do I look like such a bored person?" Mu Xu pointed at Qi Ye and said, "I'll help you look for a psychological counselor, don't treat me badly when it comes to tonight's sweet and sour food, I'm requesting to order, more than four dishes."

"Alright."

Mu Xu took out his mobile phone to look up a number. Qi Ye's voice came from beside him, "Remember to help me ask about my name."

"Got it!" Mu Xu took out his phone and dialed a number. After talking to the other party for a bit, he hung up.

"I'll give you his number." Saying that, Mu Xu gave a string of phone numbers to Qi Ye, "Let me tell you, Old Zhou is really the best at consulting people."

"That's good."

"What?" Is this really a love problem? " Mu's medical examiner expressed that the reason why he raised this issue was entirely to sour Old Third. He didn't expect that it was really a question of love.

Mu Xu pulled on Qi Ye's sleeve in surprise: "Didn't you and Third Sister make up? Why is there a problem with my relationship now? I say, aren't you and your wife being hypocritical? This woman was really easy to coax. He could either buy or buy it, or he could just kiss and hug and sleep for a bit … Wait, hahaha, I seem to have found out something extraordinary. "

Qi Ye glared at Mu Xu: "Shut up!"

"Ol 'Three, I told you that men can't hold it in! "I said that it's useless for you to look at the mental health department. You can't find Old Zhou on this matter, but you have to find Old Wang. Here, take down Old Wang's phone number." Saying that, Mu Xu took out a phone number and gave it to Qi Ye.

Qi Ye placed a menu on Mu Xu's face: Sweet 'n' Sour Nectar?! Just wait for me to make the 'Mu Xu' Cuisine for you tonight! "

"It's a alfalfa dish." Mu Xu took off the menu on his face, pointed to Old Wang's phone number and said to him, "Third brother, I'll be serious with you. This is an illness, it's better to treat it as soon as possible. "I just want to ask you out of concern. Ever since you and Third Sister-in-Law made up, have you two really slept?"

"As the president of the Association for the Care of Single Dogs, I also wish to greet you. Do you want to be a blind date?"

"..." Ol 'Three! Mu Xu chased after Qi Ye and said: "Third brother, I really care about you. Did you remember what happened on the night you got drunk, the moment you saw Third sister?"

Qi Ye: "..."

Mu Xu hurried to follow him. "Third brother, don't be shy. I'm a professional psychological counselor. Come to think of it, Third Brother, where are you going? "

Qi Ye took out his phone.

"Third brother, it's useless to ask about your situation on the phone, how about I make an appointment for you to go to Old Wang's clinic tomorrow morning?"

"Hey, Grandpa Mu? The last time you mentioned it, I asked you about it, and you said that he was willing … "

"What the f * ck!" Mu Xu went forward and snatched the phone from Qi Ye's hands, then shook his hands and quickly pressed the hang up button.

Qi Ye took back his phone, and Mu Xu followed him again.

Turning his head to glare at Mu Xu, Qi Ye narrowed his eyes. Mu Xu hurriedly stopped in his tracks.

He felt that he had finally personally verified what it meant by not committing suicide …

Bao Rong opened the car door and got in. After opening the 'cool night' WeChat, and adding on Old Zhou's WeChat, and revealing his identity, Qi Ye directly transferred the fee to Old Zhou.

Old Zhou: This patient, what is the question you want to ask?

Qi Ye held onto his phone, and typed in a long string, his fingers already placing on the Send button, but after half a day, he finally clicked on all of them.

Old Zhou who was on the other end of the WeChat seemed to be very patient, and was waiting for Qi Ye's answer.

Qi Ye once again typed in the question he wanted to ask, but it was not the time for him to press the send button, so he felt that he could not bring himself to do it. After hesitating for five or six times, the furious Mr. Qi turned off his phone and threw him to the side.

Bao Rong, who was driving ahead, spoke out with concern. "Young Master, it's been many years since I last saw your expression."

After being silent for a while, Qi Ye suddenly raised his head and looked at Thin Secretary's face behind the mirror: "Thin Secretary, I want to ask you a question."

"Please speak, young master."

"Are you and your wife on good terms?"

The car made an S shaped turn on the road. Thin Secretary looked at Qi Ye who was in the rearview mirror with cold sweat pouring down his forehead, "Young Master, did I do something wrong?"

Qi Ye: "..."

"Forget it." Qi Ye took his phone and turned it on again.

Thin Secretary thought for a moment, this question was raised by Young Master, so it was better to reply politely. After thinking for a bit, Thin Secretary then said: "Young Master, actually, my wife and I have a good relationship."

"When are you planning to have children?"

"If you can't answer, then forget it." Qi Ye said.

Thin Secretary braced himself and replied, "About this … If I say it doesn't count! "

"Thin Secretary, do you think that the workload is too big, the work is too busy, and there are many things that you cannot handle? "For example …" Qi Ye suddenly paused for a moment, and then, as if he had been deep in thought for a moment, waved his hand. "Forget it."

Thin Secretary: "..."

It's over. The boss has gone crazy!

Only after driving back to the Jin Nan Hao Garden trembling with fear, did Thin Secretary finally feel relieved. Qi Ye reached out to open the door, and just as he was about to get off, Thin Secretary thought that he was finally free.

Qi Ye suddenly closed the car door and asked Bao Rong who was sitting in the front: "Thin Secretary, have you ever done anything especially crazy?"

Under President Qi's harsh words, the Thin Secretary finally died. He turned around and looked at Qi Ye with a crumbling voice and said, "Young master, I swear that I was completely loyal to you, and absolutely never did anything to let you down, nor did I ever do anything to be disloyal to you. Please let me …."

The word 'heart' was still stuck in his throat when Qi Ye had already opened the car door and got off.

Finally, the Thin Secretary was free.

Once he entered, Qi Ye saw Qi Zhifei walk in circles around the kitchen like a top. He took a few steps forward and curiously stretched out his head to look in the direction of the kitchen.

Aunt Qiao, who was at the side, smiled and grabbed Qi Zhifei by the collar: "Little Young Master, don't turn, you've even made me lose consciousness."

"Grandmother, my mother is so beautiful when she wears an apron. In the future, I also want to marry such a beautiful lady to cook for me." Qi Zhifei looked at his family's Qin Ma's back and almost drooled.

It turned out that Wen Liang was cooking in the kitchen.

A warm smile hung at the corner of Qi Ye's mouth as he walked forward and picked up the little fellow who was blocking the door, then threw it to the side. Pointing at the warm figure of his back, he said to his son: "There can only be one such beautiful wife in the entire world, but she's already married to me."

"Humph!" I'm the man my mother cares about the most. "

Patting Little Devil King's head, Qi Ye took off his jacket and placed it on the little guy's head. Then, he pushed open the kitchen door and walked in.

Little Devil King, who suddenly felt that his world was pitch-black, spent a great deal of effort to struggle free from his coat, only to find that the door had already been locked by his father.

The little guy ruefully kicked on the door and hugged his foot while wailing in pain.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Liang, who was making soup, turned his head. Before he could clearly see who had entered, a man had already wrapped his arms around his slender waist. She raised her head, and the man's kiss covered the sky.

He grabbed her waist with one hand and spun her around, then pinned her down on a nearby counter. The sweet kiss drew all her breath and did not give her a moment to breathe …