In my previous life, he was the powerful regent, and I was his substitute Bai Yueguang who lived in a golden house but died unexpectedly.
In this life, he is a paranoid and crazy yandere CEO, and I am the new intern in his psychological clinic.
He grabbed my wrist and chuckled: "Doctor, you look very much like my dead princess."
I calmly pulled out the stun gun: "Mr. Lu, this is a new type of treatment device, specially designed to treat all kinds of feudal remnants."
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On the top floor of a top-notch office building where land is at a premium in the city center, the exclusive elevator door slides open silently. The air is filled with an almost solid silence, mixed with expensive wood, leather, and a hint of cedar aroma that is cold to the extreme. The thick sound-absorbing carpet swallowed up all footsteps, leaving only the low, almost non-existent hum of the central air conditioner.
At the end of the corridor, on the door number of the dark gray matte metal door, there are only two simple etched letters: L. Z.
Lu Zhao's office.
Lin Wei held a stack of newly sorted patient files, her fingertips feeling a little cold. Three days ago, she was personally named by her mentor, Chen Lao, a leading figure in domestic clinical psychology, and put into this private psychological diagnosis and treatment center affiliated with Zhaoming Capital, which only serves a very small number of top clients. It was an internship in name, but everyone knew that she was "assigned" to Mr. Lu, who never appeared in public but had absolute say.
The rumors about this Mr. Lu are fragmented and bizarre. He is said to be young, but his methods are horrifyingly sophisticated; he is said to be handsome, but his temperament is uncertain; he is said to be as rich as anyone in the world, but he seems to care about everything.
