Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 68 Changes
"Just a while ago, I think someone saw a very pretty woman come to see Teacher Wang. I think she was her girlfriend."

Xia Tian pretended to think: "They came a few times, and they seemed very close, but then the older sister stopped coming, saying they broke up."

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow. "Wang An can have a girlfriend?"

"When did this happen?"

"It was probably last month."

"So why would this be considered a rumor?"

When Xia Tian heard Nan Zhuren's question, his smooth face, which looked like a peeled egg, suddenly made a sly, gossipy expression.

"Because, that older sister seems to be older than Teacher Wang. I heard they used to be classmates or something, she's younger than him..."

Nan Zhuren choked up.

After a few seconds of no response, Xia Tian seemed to realize that she had lost control of her expression and quickly regained it.

"I understand, thank you." After a moment of silence, Nan Zhuren took the initiative to change the subject, "I'll need your help again later."

Summer didn't say anything, her face just turned red.

Just as Nan Zhuren was thinking about what to say next.

Summer suddenly appeared.

"Teacher Nan, is what you're doing right now okay?"

"Huh? What?"

"You specifically went to the school and personally found Teacher Wang."

Xia Tian took a deep breath: "Out of interest, I also took the Level 3 Psychological Counselor exam, so I know your code of ethics. I want to ask—as a psychological counselor, is it acceptable for you to go this far?"

Nan Zhuren was stunned.

Then he laughed and said, "I think it's okay."

……

"Sister Chen, Tingting can't go on like this."

In the office where he was all alone, the young lecturer adjusted his glasses and spoke softly into the phone.

Most law school professors dress formally. Shirts and casual suits are standard attire, and their hair is meticulously styled with gel and hairspray.

Such an outfit can make even an "average" level of good looks appear "handsome," not to mention that Wang An himself is already quite good-looking.

In fact, Wang An was always the object of sneaky glances from younger teachers and teasing from middle-aged teachers in the office.

Young, promising, and handsome, with a law degree, Wang An's life has been smooth sailing since college.

But now, his entire demeanor was completely different from usual. Although it was clear that he was deliberately suppressing it, he still exuded an obvious irritability.

"Tingting has been much less enthusiastic about studying lately, and we hardly ever see her. We had a project we wanted to work on with her, but do you know what she said, Sister Chen…?"

"No, no, there's no need for that. It's common for people to slack off after going from high school to university, Sister Chen, you don't need to be too nervous. But after all, Tingting used to work so hard, it's best to keep up that spirit."

"fall in love?"

Wang An's body involuntarily paused.

Of course, it was only for a moment, and even the tone of voice didn't change much.

"Probably not. That's not how relationships work. I've seen it a lot..."

After saying a few more words in a low voice, Wang An hung up the phone.

His agitation intensified.

“Strange,” he muttered to himself. “It feels very strange.”

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Chen Ting's family's attitude had changed somewhat, not just Chen Ting, but also Chen's mother.

Has the truth been revealed?
No, otherwise Chen Ma wouldn't be chatting with me like this.

"But the other side's attitude became very clear."

Wang An pondered for a long time without coming to a conclusion, then turned and dialed Chen Ting's number.

connected.

"Hello?" "……"

"Hey?"

"..."

The call was connected, but there was no sound on the other end.

Wang An frowned.

However, this wasn't the first time this had happened. Wang An patiently said, "Tingting, you've been a bit too willful lately. Is it because you're not adjusting well to school? I've already told your mother about your situation. You need to realize your mistakes as soon as possible, so that I and your family don't worry about you."

After finishing this, Wang An sighed again and said earnestly:

"Even though you're in university now, you can't relax. You have four whole years to do a lot."

"You still need to pursue a master's degree, or even a doctorate, and all of these require good grades."

“Our college recently launched a joint project with the psychological counseling center, which is perfect for freshmen like you to try out. It can really enhance your resume.”

His voice was soft, yet sharp and piercing.

"I'm the instructor for this project, and I've reserved a spot for you in the group. There's a meeting at 7 PM tonight in room 405 of building 7. Remember to attend and don't be late."

There was still no answer on the other end of the phone, only a hissing sound from the static.

Wang An's words seemed to go into a bottomless pit, only going in and not coming out, with no response.

But the other end of the phone didn't hang up, as if there was a voice on the other end saying: Keep performing, I'm watching.

Wang An's brows furrowed deeply.

The first few times he encountered this situation, he would have been angry, but now he was calm instead.

“I don’t know what happened to you, Tingting, but keeping it to yourself won’t make you feel good. You know you can tell me anything.”

"The college will be conducting room checks tomorrow, and I'll be leading the team. I'll come find you then."

After saying this, Wang An hung up the phone.

It wasn't that he was particularly resolute, but rather that he knew that if he didn't hang up, the other party definitely wouldn't either.

A few hours later, at 7 p.m.

Wang An was as punctual as a machine, pushing open the classroom door.

"Teacher Wang." The students who arrived early stood up and greeted him politely.

"Hello everyone," Wang An replied with a very social smile, glancing around at the crowd.

Then, he frowned uncontrollably.

Chen Ting didn't come.

"Oh dear, Teacher Wang," a girl suddenly exclaimed softly, "your eyes are so bloodshot!"

Wang An rubbed his eyes as if waking from a dream, and also smoothed out his brows, revealing a friendly smile.

"I'm currently working on a new thesis and also following up on a case."

The students responded with great concern.

"Teacher, you even took the time to guide us. You've worked so hard."

"Teacher, you should take a rest."

"Teacher, please come in and sit down."

Hearing the greeting, Wang An's lips unconsciously curled into a smile: "It's not hard work. If you can achieve something, that's better than anything else... Hmm? Are you still not all here?"

He wasn't talking about Chen Ting.

“Summer didn’t come,” one student answered.

Wang An frowned again: "I remember she was the team leader for this project, wasn't she?"

"It seems this is a joint project with the School of Psychology, and one of their advisors is coming over," the student said.

"Xia Tian said she would be coming right away, along with a teacher from over there, so she will be a little late."

(End of this chapter)