Chapter 234: Chapter 227: His Hatred
"You said he was treated by you for a while." Bai Yiran looked at Qiao Jie, "Can you tell me why?"
Qiao Jie, who wasnât feeling cold before, now shivered involuntarily upon hearing Bai Yiranâs question.
This matter is a taboo for Leng Yichen, and apart from Qiao Jie, no one else should know about it. Of course, the proud Leng Yichen wouldnât let anyone know about it.
"I canât say." Qiao Jie chuckled awkwardly, "If I tell you, Yichen would kill me."
"Alright then~" Bai Yiran stretched lazily, "If I donât cooperate with your treatment and go crazy every day, do you think Leng Yichen would also kill you?"
Qiao Jieâs body stiffened as he looked at Bai Yiran with resentment, "You really are a family, all so devious!"
Qiao Jie thought to himself that he wasnât here to treat anyone but was courting death.
"Tell me, I wonât tell anyone." Bai Yiran looked sincere; she really wanted to know the reason why someone as strong as Leng Yichen needed to see a psychologist.
Qiao Jie sighed helplessly, gazed at the carp in the pond, and his voice seemed to drift away, "Yichenâs mother committed suicide." Qiao Jie raised his eyes to look at Bai Yiran, "You probably didnât know that."
Bai Yiran froze for a moment and shook her head, "No, he never mentioned it."
"Well, his mother committed suicide because of a man named Yin Hao."
"Yin Hao?" Bai Yiran was startled, suddenly recalling the image of Yin Hao lying on the ground dead with his eyes open, her hands began to tremble uncontrollably, "Is it... that Yin Hao? The one who died..."
Qiao Jie noticed Bai Yiranâs emotional fluctuation but continued, "Yes, exactly that Yin Hao!"
Bai Yiranâs breathing gradually became rapid, and she crossed her hands, rubbing them incessantly.
Qiao Jie observed her reaction, his voice calm yet firm, "Yiran, deep breath! Yes! Inhale... exhale..."
Bai Yiran followed Qiao Jieâs guidance to adjust her breathing, gradually calming herself down.
"An abnormal love triangle that ultimately led to Yichenâs motherâs death," Qiao Jie continued, "But the most pitiful one is Yichen. He was only in his teens then, and he witnessed his motherâs death firsthand, making it haunt him as a nightmare for countless years thereafter. His condition is actually the same as yours."
Bai Yiran looked at the calm expression on Qiao Jieâs face while picturing Leng Yichen in her mind. She remembered one night, before their divorce, when Leng Yichen seemed to have a terrifying nightmare and hugged her immediately upon waking up.
At that time, Bai Yiran hadnât realized that maybe Leng Yichen had issues.
"Actually, Yichenâs illness had been cured for a long time. I majored in psychology in college, and Yichen was my first patient. He had been normal all these years, with no signs of insomnia or nightmares." Suddenly, Qiao Jie changed his tone, "But over a year ago, just before you two divorced, his symptoms returned. Shortly after, you divorced."
Bai Yiran remembered that Gao Sheng, the policeman, had told her that Leng Yichen divorced her because Yin Hao had been targeting her, and to keep her safe and uninvolved, he ended the marriage.
"I know you may have always thought it was Yichen who unnecessarily provoked that trouble. If Yichen hadnât investigated Yin Hao, Yin Hao wouldnât have targeted you, and you wouldnât have lost your child because of it." Qiao Jie paused, "But what you donât know is that Yin Hao was Yichenâs nightmare, and Yichen had to eliminate him to escape from the nightmare. After all, it was his biological mother who died."
Qiao Jie looked at Bai Yiran, seeing her lower her head and her eyes flickering, not knowing what she was thinking, he stood up slowly, "Think about it carefully, Iâll go first. Itâs cool at night, you should rest early too, or Yichen will be worried if you catch a cold."
Bai Yiran nodded silently, not speaking, her heart unable to calm down anymore.