As a top psychological evaluator in the industry, Shi Qing has taken on the most difficult cases and seen the most twisted human nature, but he has never had a "client" like Fu Jichen. He is a high-ranking business emperor and a walking precision instrument. It is said that he can remember all the financial report data of his companies for the last quarter, accurate to two decimal places. Shi Qing's job was to be entrusted by the Fu family's old house to provide psychological counseling for the heir who was controlling and pathological. When they met for the first time, Fu Jichen pushed an agreement in front of her. The terms were clear and logical, and it even included the absurd requirement that "weekly mood swings should not exceed 3.7%." His voice was low, with an unmistakable sense of command: "Doctor Shi, I hope you will be professional. Use your theory to dismantle me, analyze me, and then give me an optimal solution." He regarded himself as a program to be repaired, a project to be conquered. Shi Qing raised the corners of his lips and signed his name. She knew this was a game. He tried to use his rules to digitize and format her, making her a pawn in his huge control territory. And she, like the most patient hunter, must break down his defenses step by step, tear open his cold shell, and explore the source of the heavily wrapped, out-of-control situation. In this confrontation in the name of "treatment", whoever is moved first will be completely defeated. Later, when Fu Jichen's eyes turned red in the middle of the night, he locked her in his arms and asked over and over again, "When will you be able to just look at me?" Shi Qing suddenly realized. It turns out that the top level of control is not possession.
