Chapter 1414: Not so simple

Under the temptation of Shen Mubai, Xiaobao said everything he had suffered.
Speaking of anger, Xiao Bao's childish face was stained with a hint of sorrow.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but feel shocked, secretly thanking Jin Fengchen for discovering it early, otherwise Xiaobao's psychology would really be distorted.
After Jin Fengchen contacted him last night, he worked out a series of treatment plans overnight.
Today is just to understand the real situation of Xiaobao first. Now it seems that it is far more serious than he thought.
However, with his professional ability, he is confident that he can be cured.
After an hour and a half, Shen Mubai and Xiaobao walked out of the room one after the other.
"Xiaobao, today Uncle just understands your situation first, there are other treatments later, you must come on time, you know?"
"Okay." Xiao Bao didn't seem to resist.
This point makes Shen Mubai very gratified.
"Sit for a while, I will call your uncle and let him come to pick you up."
Xiaobao obediently walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, waiting for Jin Fengyao to pick him up.
About twenty minutes later, Jin Fengyao hurriedly came.
"How is it?" he asked anxiously when he saw Shen Mubai.
Shen Mubai glanced at Xiaobao and smiled slightly, "The situation is not too serious, there will be follow-up treatment, and then look at the effect."
"Then please."
Now only he can cure Xiaobao's psychological problems.
"After going back, try to keep him happy, and don't let him see anything that might be irritating," Shen Mubai urged.
Jin Fengyao nodded, "You can rest assured that we will do what you say."
Shen Mubai smiled and turned to Xiao Bao: "Xiao Bao, tell your mom and dad anything, don't be bored, otherwise it will be bad for your health."
"Ok."
Xiaobao nodded and agreed now, but whether he can actually do it is still unknown.
After leaving the studio, Jin Fengyao sent Xiaobao to school.
On the way, Jin Fengyao turned his head from time to time to look at Xiaobao.
In fact, if it wasn't for his brother to say that Xiao Bao's psychology was a problem, he really couldn't tell.
Because Xiaobao is the same as usual, there is nothing wrong with it.
Xiao Bao noticed his sight and turned his head, "Uncle, is there something on my face?"
Jin Fengyao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately responded, then smiled and replied: "No."
Xiaobao lowered his head, "Uncle, I'm sorry to worry you."
Suddenly apologizing, Jin Fengyao heard the guilt in his voice, reached out and rubbed his head, "Remember to tell your father and mother when you encounter something in the future, so that we won't worry us."
"Ok."
"Really good." Jin Fengyao rubbed his hair with a smile.
"Uncle!" Xiao Bao glared at him dissatisfiedly, raised his hand and smoothed his hair.
Jin Fengyao laughed happily.
...
After finishing the meeting, Jin Fengchen returned to the office and saw Jiang Sesur holding his chin in his hand, and he looked dumbfounded and did not know what he was thinking.
Knock!
He tapped the table lightly.
Jiang Sesel immediately turned to God, and when he saw him, he smiled helplessly, "What are you doing?"
"What are you thinking?" Jin Fengchen leaned his hands on the edge of the table, leaned slightly, and looked into her clear eyes.
Jiang Sezhu pursed her lips and answered truthfully: "Thinking about Xiaobao."
Jin Fengchen raised his eyebrows.
"You said that we should care more about Xiaobao, I'm afraid he will be hurt by this incident." Speaking of this, Jiang Seser worried.
Jin Fengchen stood upright, his eyes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, his mouth slightly tickled, "We have to believe him."
Jiang Seso raised his head and looked at him with dissatisfaction, "That's your son, not just believing."
"Then what do you think should be done?" Jin Fengchen glanced back and landed on her beautiful little face.
"How concerned about him." Jiang Seser thought about it seriously. "Take him and Tiantian out for a walk this weekend."
Jin Fengchen readily agreed, "Of course."
"Let's go to the amusement park that weekend," Jiangse Se suggested.
"You decide."
Jin Fengchen went to his desk and sat down. He continued: "Don't worry too much, Xiaobao is far stronger than we thought."
Jiang Sesur pursed her lips, "That's not good. I hope he is like a sweet man who will cry when he is wronged and tell us."
Jin Fengchen was silent for a few seconds, "...Do you think our son would do that?"
Although worried, Jiang Seser still frankly replied: "Impossible."
Xiaobao's body has the Jin family's genes, and the unwilling temper is exactly the same as the vassal and Feng Yao.
"So let it be, he is willing to say that nature will say."
Jiang Sesu took a deep breath and compromised, "Come on."
...
Su Qingyin learned of Xiaobao's things, his eyes were gleaming, and there was a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, God is helping her.
Originally she was still wondering what to do with Jiang Sesel, but no, now she has the opportunity to send it to her herself.
She hated Jin Fengchen's ruthlessness, but hated Jiang Sesel even more.
If it weren't for Jiang Sesu's appearance, she had long been married to the vassal and now has several children.
As soon as I recalled the past, the feeling of hopelessness rushed across my face and instantly overwhelmed her.
Jin Fengchen!
Jiang Sesu!
Su Qingyin clenched his fists, and his face with delicate makeup was shrouded in haze, and the hate in his eyes was about to overflow.
She must let them pay for what they did!
Chrismin walked into the room, keenly aware of the strong hatred emanating from her.
His eyes flickered, and he walked over to hug her from behind.
A familiar breath wrapped around her, and Su Qingyin's mood slowly calmed down. She took Chrismin's hand and asked softly, "How is it?"
"Everything is going smoothly. But it's strange that Jin's is not doing anything at the moment." There was a hint of shadow in Chrismin's eyes.
The Shangguan Group has already robbed Jin's business, but Jin is still indifferent.
This makes one wonder whether the Jins are holding back any big moves.
"It's not that he didn't move, but he didn't want to." Su Qingyin opened his hand, turned around, and looked up at him, saying one by one: "Jin Fengchen has a debt to Shangguan's family, so there will be no movement for the time being. ."
Crismin frowned. "But I always think it's not that simple."
Jin Fengchen's palace was too deep. He had to be vigilant so that he wouldn't make mistakes when he was doing it. Then he would have wasted everything he planned.
"It's better to be cautious. But..."
"But what?" Crismin asked.
Su Qingyin was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "There is something that needs your help now."
Chrisming hugged her waist and pressed herself close to her, her gaze swam over her slightly opened red lips. "Do we still need to say help? Do you have anything I need to do, despite speaking."