Young Master Lin, take care of your scumbag wife

Chapter 847 His White Moonlight 13
He leaned against the refrigerator, bent one knee, and rested his right hand holding the coffee on his knee.

In the dark night, under the faint light, the legs of the man in suit pants are extraordinarily slender.

"Do you want it?" Ren Yingran raised the wine bottle.

The man didn't look at it, didn't make a sound, and drank his coffee seriously.

Ren Yingran drank by herself, taking a sip every time, and sipping slowly.

After a while of silence, the man opened the refrigerator and took a can of beer from it.

He took a big sip before turning his head and looking at the woman beside him.

Half of Ren Yingran's face was backlit, and the side face was covered with a layer of golden light, which made her less shrewd, but not so annoying.

"You must have offended many people." He said this suddenly.

"You thought I was you?" she replied.

The man frowned, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Ren Yingran explained: "Sitting in your position, no matter how well you do, there will always be people who don't like you. With a population of one billion people in the country, you will offend many people invisibly. No matter how annoying I am, I can't compare to you !"

"You mean...we are each other? You agree with me?"

"Of course I don't agree. I haven't offended anyone." She lifted her mouth and took a sip of her wine. "I'm a psychiatrist, and I'm helping people. How could I offend people? If I say I offend people..."

She glanced at him, "Only you!"

"Hmph." The man bared coldly, did not speak, and continued to drink beer.

Ren Yingran propped her right hand on her knee, and stared at him with her head tilted. The man's face was facing the light, and she could see clearly: "Is what I just said right? Because I know all your unpleasant experiences, so you hate to see him." To me?"

Long Dibo didn't look at her, and remained silent.

She sighed, lowered her head and poured wine into her glass: "Don't worry too much, really, your case is only common to me, if you classify it on a scale of 1 to 10, it can be at most 5! And your illness Well, it's all over... oh..."

She sighed heavily again, as if she was afraid that he would not believe it, and told him, "One year before taking your case, I met a girl who was imprisoned by her father for ten years since she was 13! She was imprisoned by her father. Locked in the basement, without sunlight for many years, living in a dark and damp closed house..."

"In ten years, she gave birth to four children, all of whom died, and those children were buried in the ground next to the bed. She tried to commit suicide countless times, but was stopped. The demon father tied her up! When the police found When she was born, she was already dying, and her hands and feet were severely deformed due to her long-term binding..."

Speaking of this, her mood fluctuated a little, and she took a sip of wine before continuing, "That animal is actually her biological father! After being arrested, she not only refused to admit her crime, but also showed a certificate of mental illness. Finally successfully exonerated!"

"Where's that girl?" Long Dibo spoke to her peacefully for the first time.

"Girl? Huh...dead." She squeezed the cup tightly, her face as cold as ice, "She can't adapt to this society, can't bear the eyes of the world, and can't erase the shadow in her heart, even daily psychological counseling doesn't work What kind of world is this? What law!?”

Maybe she drank too much, she was emotional, and her angry eyes were a little red, "Why can a mental illness certificate get rid of the crime, and an innocent person will suffer endless pain!?"

"There are always imperfections and loopholes in the law..." The man looked at her face and suddenly understood something, "So, when you take my case, you must use accurate data to evaluate my psychological state, without interference from any factors?"

(End of this chapter)