Quickly wear, the host has evil intentions

Chapter 154 The Sensitive and Paranoid Young Master 13

"Xiao Duan, you can't do this. Why are you still like this after so many years? Auntie knows a very authoritative psychologist. Let him come over and see you when the time comes."

Her tone was unquestionable, and she arranged things for Duan Ci like an elder.

Originally, she wanted to talk to Duan Ci about his marriage with Cheng Yanbei, but seeing Duan Ci's condition, she decided to cure his illness first.

I can't really let my son marry someone who is extremely mentally unstable.

Duan Ci frowned slightly. As soon as he heard the word psychologist, he felt uncomfortable all over. Every cell in his body was very resistant.

He pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes. Cheng's mother had a good relationship with his own mother, and finding a psychologist for him was for his own good. He had no reason to refuse.

He was also afraid that if he refused, no one would be nice to him anymore, so he held the phone at a loss.

"It's settled. You can meet him after Auntie asks him out."

She didn't notice Duan Ci's abnormality and continued.

Duan Ci's breathing gradually became heavier and the sound was transmitted into the phone in his hand. He hated having his life arranged by others.

Looking at the table full of delicacies from land and sea, he became so angry that he even had the urge to overturn the table.

Cheng's mother started talking about his marriage to Cheng Yanbei again. Cheng Yanbei raised his head with pride, as if Duan Ci was marrying above his station by marrying him.

Duan Ci couldn't hear a word he said. His fingers were already getting restless. He was looking for an angle that would cover both of them with all the food on the table.

You say he's a psycho, right? Then he'll show them what a real psycho is.

"You and Yanbei grew up together. Look at this engagement ceremony...ah!"

Before Cheng's mother could finish her sentence, Duan Ci overturned the table. Cheng Yanbei was shocked. He didn't expect that he would suddenly go crazy.

Neither of them was able to dodge, and all the food on the table fell on them.

The dishes were broken into pieces all over the floor.

The sticky feeling made Cheng's mother feel very uncomfortable. She felt terrible and was on the verge of getting angry.

But before she could get angry, Duan Ci picked up a stool and threw it at Cheng Yanbei.

His chest heaved and his face was grim.

"Shut up, everyone, shut up... I'm not sick."

Duan Ci murmured.

This was not the first time that Cheng Yanbei had encountered Duan Ci like this. After seeing Duan Ci overturn the table, he became on guard.

So this time he dodged quickly and was not hit.

"Oh my god, how could this happen?"

Mother Cheng was stunned at the scene in front of her. She was terrified. She covered her mouth with both hands, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Duan Ci had no intention of stopping. He picked up another stool and threw it at Cheng Yanbei.

"Shut up, everyone, shut up, it's so noisy... You don't have any right to control me!"

His face was calm, his voice was cold, but he looked a little crazy.

This time Cheng Yanbei failed to dodge completely and got a cut on his face.

Seeing that her son was injured, Cheng's mother came back to her senses from her surprise.

She anxiously ran to Cheng Yanbei and raised her hand to touch the wound on his face, but she was afraid that he would feel pain, so she didn't dare to touch it.

Seeing that Duan Ci was about to continue, she yelled at him, with a slight tremor in her voice.

"That's enough! Duan Ci, wake up and stop going crazy!"

I don’t know which word in her words touched Duan Ci. When she finished yelling, Duan Ci put down the stool in his hand, and his long hair covered his face.

In fact, it was his husband who told him that his wife was coming soon.

Seeing this, Mother Cheng stared at him nervously and vigilantly, protecting Cheng Yanbei, fearing that he would suddenly go crazy again and hurt her son.

But Duan Ci didn't do that. He squatted on the ground, hugged himself tightly, and said nothing.

At this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open suddenly, and Ji Mujin appeared at the door with a frosty face.

His eyes scanned the mess at the scene, and his gaze finally fixed on the person squatting on the ground.

His back looked so thin and helpless. Ji Mujin was furious and wanted to chop the mother and son into pieces right now.

He glanced at Cheng Yanbei and his mother, who were standing in the distance and dared not move, with his calm but cold eyes that were like a storm. He ignored them and squatted beside Duan Ci, coaxing them in a soft voice.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Duan. Brother is here. Our Xiao Duan is not sick. Brother will take you home."

Hearing his voice, Duan Ci carefully raised his head and looked at him.

"elder brother……?"

His voice was thin, like that of a fragile child.

"Yeah." Ji Mujin responded softly and held him in his arms. Duan Ci obediently let him hold him without struggling.

The smell of Ji Mujin made him feel safe and attached, and he hugged Ji Mujin's waist tightly.

Duan Ci’s inner thoughts: Hehe, I get to hug my wife again. She smells so nice and has a very thin waist. It really was not in vain that I acted for so long.