Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining paused slightly as she poured tea, then looked up at Sun Zhenping, who had taken his seat.

Sun Zhenping sat in his chair and slowly added a sentence.

"This client is difficult to resolve; he requires long-term treatment."

"But once your treatment is effective, your clinic's reputation will be firmly established."

Jiang Yining placed the tea in front of Sun Zhenping and sat down.

"Mr. Sun, could you briefly explain the situation to me?"

"This client's situation is quite complicated. They suffer from deep psychological trauma, chronic insomnia, and mental disorders, and conventional reassurance treatments have been ineffective."

Sun Zhenping picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked somewhat regretful.

"Most importantly, her psychological defenses are extremely closed, making it impossible to conduct hypnotic tracing."

"If forced intervention is attempted, there is a high probability that he will suffer a complete mental breakdown."

He paused, then added.

"Whether you accept or not is up to you; I won't force you."

Jiang Yining lowered her eyes, a warmth rising in her heart.

She knew in her heart that Sun Zhenping was giving her an opportunity.

The clinic has reopened, but most people in the industry are still taking a wait-and-see approach.

Fu Huaiyan isn't targeting her for now, but no one can guarantee what will happen tomorrow.

What she needs to do is make herself stronger.

Let her reputation spread, and let customers spontaneously support her.

Unlike this time, when someone shut down her shop, she no longer had to wait for someone else to graciously unseal it.

She wants to seize the opportunity!

A moment later, Jiang Yining raised his eyes, his tone resolute.

"Mr. Sun, I'll take on this patient."

A hint of obvious surprise flashed across Sun Zhenping's eyes.

"Don't you want to think about it anymore? I need to remind you, this patient is not an ordinary person."

"If the treatment fails, your clinic's reputation will be ruined, and it won't be easy for you to keep it open."

Jiang Yining smiled faintly, her eyes clear and resolute.

"Old Sun, as a doctor, there is no reason to give up on treatment just because the illness is serious."

"Even if there's only a sliver of hope, I'm willing to try."

Sun Zhenping stared at her for several seconds, a look of something indescribable surfacing in his eyes.

He nodded, his appreciation growing.

"Your personality is very similar to that of an old friend."

Jiang Yining simply smiled faintly and did not reply.

Sun Zhenping didn't care.

He stood up, looked around her clinic, and joked.

"Your little clinic has such a nice atmosphere, so peaceful and relaxing. I'm even thinking of coming here to retire and work."

Jiang Yining was both amused and exasperated.

"Your private consultation room is more than ten times the size of mine. You must be joking."

"People need to be compatible to get along, and you are a pure-hearted young lady."

Sun Zhenping waved his hand, stood up, and took his leave.

"I won't disturb your work anymore. I'll send you the client information later. Feel free to contact me anytime if you encounter any problems."

"Mr. Sun, wait a minute..."

Before Jiang Yining could stop him, Sun Zhenping strode away.

"We can talk about thanking me later, I'm busy lately."

Jiang Yining smiled helplessly.

After seeing the person off, she returned to her office to continue working.

During a break from my busy work, my phone vibrated several times in a row.

It was a message from Ji Shu.

They were all scathing insults directed at Fu Huaiyan.

[Ningning, it's a good thing you've decided to get a divorce. Fu Huaiyan is a complete scumbag!]

Immediately afterwards, she sent a photo.

Jiang Yining opened the large image and paused her finger on the screen for a moment.

The photo shows the school's playground.

The sun was shining brightly, and picnic blankets were spread out on the lawn.

Fu Huaiyan stood by the mat, his dark shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Shen Miaoyin sat cross-legged on the cushion, laughing, holding up half a piece of unfinished cake.

Fu Jiayu, sandwiched between the two, with cream smeared on his face, was looking up at Shen Miaoyin and talking.

I don't know who took the photo, but the composition is just right.

The three people sat in a circle, with sunlight shining from behind them.

A warm glow was drawn around the edge.

They really look like a family of three.

Jiang Yining shrunk the photo and locked the screen.

I can't quite describe how I feel.

It still hurts a little.

Seven years have passed; even cutting off a piece of flesh still hurts.

But it's different from the dull pain that made it hard to breathe that I felt before.

Now it looks more like a cut on a piece of paper.

It's thin and long, the bleeding is minimal, and you forget about it after a while.

What disgusted her was something else entirely.

Fu Huaiyan clearly didn't want a divorce; in his eyes, they were still married.

But he openly brought Shen Miaoyin to the event.

I thought he would be mindful of the old lady.

It turns out that all the concerns were just to make her compromise and stay home to play along with his act!

For some reason, Jiang Yining felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't breathe properly.

My mother was deceived in this way back then.

She was deceived for over a decade, and in the end, she never even received an apology.

She even became someone's mistress!

Even after death, being slandered is retribution!

Jiang Yining's eyes gradually turned cold.

But she's not my mother.

If she doesn't know how, then forget it!

She will make these people pay the price!

Just then, my phone vibrated again.

When Ji Shu saw that Jiang Yining wasn't replying to her messages, she called him directly.

Then came a barrage of insults.

"Ningning, you have no idea, I was planning to go over and support you after I finished my work today."

"And then I saw that scumbag Fu Huaiyan taking that bitch to a parent-child activity for your son! Has he no shame?!"

"They left together in front of me this morning."

Jiang Yining's voice was muffled, devoid of emotion.

Ji Shu paused for a moment.

"Ningning, are you alright?"

Although I knew Ningning had decided to get a divorce.

But she has seen it all over the past seven years.

Her love for Fu Huaiyan was not something she could easily give up.

What's more, her own son was among them.

"It was almost over, there's no need to get angry over a stranger."

Jiang Yining leaned back in her chair and capped her pen.

"Shushu, Fu Huaiyan has already signed. As long as we can endure three more months, I will no longer have anything to do with the Fu family."

She didn't intend to hide anything from Ji Shu either.

"That's wonderful!"

Ji Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. I was worried that you would be held back by your son, but now it seems I don't have to worry."

"By the way, don't browse your WeChat Moments lately. Those people are so sarcastic and it's really annoying."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yining placed it on the table.

She doesn't usually check her WeChat Moments much.

But the more Ji Shu said that, the more she wanted to know.

My hands moved faster than my brain; I'd already opened my WeChat Moments.

The latest update was posted by Fu Chengxuan.

Four pictures were included.

The first two pictures show Fu Jiayu running on the playground from behind.

The third picture shows Shen Miaoyin squatting down to tie Fu Jiayu's shoelaces.

The fourth picture shows Fu Huaiyan standing on the stands, his profile illuminated by a thin layer of sunlight.

Caption: I hope all the days to come will be as warm and cozy as today.

The comments below were all from Fu Huaiyan's friends and family.

Xie Xingzhou's comment was particularly jarring.

This should have been done seven years ago.

Jiang Yining swiped her finger across the screen.

A chill ran through my heart.

She turned off the screen and leaned back in her chair.

Seven years ago, before she married into the family, everyone thought she was unworthy.

Later, out of consideration for the old lady, I added her as a friend.

Her WeChat Moments are always locked.

At parties, they always talked about topics she couldn't understand.

She sat there like a superfluous ornament.

Today was the first time she had seen Fu Chengxuan's WeChat Moments.

This post was posted way too deliberately.

Jiang Yining twitched the corner of her lips and continued working.

They can't affect her mood!

They were busy until nightfall, when most of the lights in the building were turned off.

Jiang Yining packed her things and went downstairs.

The moment I stepped out the door, I froze on the spot.

A black sedan stopped in front of us.

It's Fu Huaiyan's car!