Shen Mengqi hurriedly asked, probing, "Did Mr. Si see you with Gu Yueze and misunderstand something? Is that why he got angry and kicked you out?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanwan said unhurriedly, "How do you know Si Yehan saw me with Gu Yueze? He wasn't home those few days. You should know that best, right?"
Shen Mengqi immediately stammered, "I... I guessed... I thought you might have been accidentally discovered! Anyway, we'll talk more when you're back at school!"
"Alright." With a cold laugh, Ye Wanwan hung up the phone.
No rush, Shen Mengqi. The score between us, we'll settle it slowly!
In the master bedroom on the top floor.
After Ye Wanwan left, the hypnotherapist returned to the room to prepare for the hypnosis session again.
"Ninth Master, shall we begin now?"
Si Yehan seemed preoccupied, and it was unclear if he had even heard the question. He merely raised his hand dismissively.
So, the hypnotherapist started the music, lit the special incense, and began the psychological induction...
Half an hour later... One hour later... Two hours later...
The hypnosis failed.
Mo Xuan, a top psychological expert who had solved countless difficult cases and was hired as a senior psychological counselor by the world's No. 1 ranked mercenary group, found himself questioning his career for the Nth time.
Every time he treated Si Yehan, he felt like a complete fraud...
Ever since Si Yehan got together with that girl named Ye Wanwan two years ago, every time she ran away or defied him, it would worsen his insomnia symptoms.
But hadn't Xu Yi said the girl seemed to have come around and had been very docile lately?
When he saw her earlier, he was also shocked. The girl had changed—not just her makeup and style, but her entire demeanor and the feeling she gave off was different, less gloomy than before.
Since the girl hadn't provoked Si Yehan again, why did this hypnosis session fail once more?
Noticing Si Yehan's condition was deteriorating further, Mo Xuan's expression grew even more grave. He hurriedly asked, "Ninth Master, did something happen today? What did Miss Ye say to you when she was here earlier?"
Si Yehan's tightly shut eyes snapped open instantly, a cold light flashing within them.
The overwhelming pressure made Mo Xuan reluctantly give up on pursuing the question.
If Si Yehan were willing to communicate with others, his condition wouldn't be this severe.
His psychological defenses were too heavy, allowing no one to enter his territory.
Even the best psychologist is powerless if the patient does not cooperate.
Thinking of Ye Wanwan, Mo Xuan's feelings were complicated.
There was nothing physically wrong with Si Yehan. His sleep disorder was almost certainly psychological, and this girl was likely connected to the knot in Si Yehan's heart.
Otherwise, it was very hard to explain why Si Yehan, who usually kept women at a distance, was so insistent on keeping an ordinary girl by his side. Moreover, based on his observations, Ye Wanwan could easily influence Si Yehan's emotions.
However, he couldn't get an answer from Si Yehan, and he hadn't obtained any useful information from Ye Wanwan either.
The Ye family was in the entertainment business, their group controlling a large part of the entertainment industry. But compared to truly old, established families with deep roots, the Ye family was merely a wealthy one. Besides, the Ye family had already changed hands. Ye Wanwan's father had long been driven out, and the company was now under the control of her second uncle.
It was impossible for Ye Wanwan's family to have any connection to a massive, ancient family like the Si family, which stood above all other aristocratic families in China. Ye Wanwan and Si Yehan shouldn't have had any intersection at all. Therefore, Si Yehan's special treatment of Ye Wanwan was truly perplexing.