She returned home in the evening, and Yang Lan Yan called her again, reminding her not to forget her psychotherapy.
She glanced at her schedule for the next few days. She had no scenes on the following two days.
However.
She would not see Ling Qian He for two days.
The next day, Lin Mu Ci arrived an hour early at the psychotherapy room. The door was tightly shut.
About thirty minutes later, the door was pushed open.
Yang Lan Yan and Mrs. Ling walked out. The haughty noblewoman was talking with the aloof and refined psychologist as they walked out. However, the moment she saw Lin Mu Ci, her composure completely broke down.
"You?"
She certainly remembered Lin Mu Ci, this little girl who had slapped her several times.
Her cheeks instantly contorted with anger.
"How could it be you?"
Lin Mu Ci looked at Mrs. Ling. She was wearing a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist, and her face was ashen. It was evident that she had done many things against her conscience.
Lin Mu Ci spoke.
"Mrs. Ling doesn't seem very happy."
"Who could be happy?"
Mrs. Ling was furious. Her chest heaved up and down, but then she seemed to think of something.
She forcefully suppressed the surging anger. Then, Mrs. Ling's eyes shifted slightly. This noblewoman was like a stiff wax statue, with only her eyeballs able to move.
"You're that little Ling Qian He's girlfriend, aren't you?"
"I remember you're Lin Cui Ping's daughter? Lin Cui Ping divorced her husband, and he left with nothing. Now you're the heiress to a wealthy family. You are indeed a good match for our Qian He."
She was quite shameless. When did Qian He become hers?
Ling Qian He wished he could kill her.
Mrs. Ling's lips curved upwards slightly, pulling out an extremely unnatural smile.
"Well, since you're a good match for our Qian He, I think engagement and marriage can be put on the agenda. You young people have good stamina; you can have children first and then pursue your careers."
"Look, look. Lin Mu Ci herself was complaining before that if she were Mrs. Ling, she would have a child through sperm donation."
"Now Mrs. Ling has indeed set her sights on her!"
The system chuckled slyly.
"Host, you've been targeted."
Lin Mu Ci lowered her head, appearing to be a demure young girl with no ideas of her own. A blush spread across her cheeks.
"Qian He and I are not in the kind of relationship Mrs. Ling thinks. I respect him greatly. He is a senior in the industry, and an idol."
Mrs. Ling, however, took this as the young girl's shyness.
"Ling Qian He's personality."
"How could she not know?"
While others saw him as glorious, he was merely a little wolf cub biting his way up, capable of tearing off a piece of flesh from others.
He had been in the industry for five years and had never been involved in any scandals. Yet, recently, he had become entangled with this young girl.
This young girl had a bad reputation.
Completely disgraced.
That she could debut must mean Qian He paved the way for her!
Her family's complex relationships were supposed to lead to all their assets falling into the hands of outsiders.
But she managed to fight back from the brink, even daring to harm her own father. Such a wicked mind, she absolutely refused to believe it was without Ling Qian He's advice behind the scenes.
Such a black heart, only Ling Qian He!
Only he was not afraid of the karmic retribution of the world, daring to go all out and eliminate everything!
At this point, Lin Mu Ci, this young girl, said she had no relationship with Ling Qian He, and Mrs. Ling inwardly sneered. She absolutely did not believe it!
She carefully examined Lin Mu Ci.
This young girl, although she had slapped her on the cruise ship, was lawless.
However, it could also be seen that
She was brainless.
Easy to manipulate. As long as she played a small trick and got her to have a child with Qian He.
Once she had a child, she would no longer need Ling Qian He as a target. Then Ling Qian He could die.
Her gaze, cold and sharp, swept over Lin Mu Ci.
The system sighed in Lin Mu Ci's mind.
"Host, Mrs. Ling wants you to have a child."
Lin Mu Ci was extremely shocked.
"She wants whose child? Isn't her son infertile?"
Sometimes the system found the host quite clever.
She could guess ambiguous romantic relationships with uncanny accuracy.
But at other times, she was as slow as an idiot!
"What are you thinking? Of course, she wants you and Ling Qian He to have a child!"
Lin Mu Ci directly rolled her eyes.
Mrs. Ling was dreaming!
However, Lin Mu Ci remained silent. The more Mrs. Ling looked at her, the more satisfied she became. Just as she was about to say something to the girl, she saw the girl look up at her, nod slightly, and say earnestly.
"Mrs. Ling, do you know something I've always wanted to do?"
Mrs. Ling was slightly taken aback.
"Wh-what?"
The clear and lovely young girl in front of her smiled slightly.
"Of course, it's..."
"To punch that hateful old face of yours twice!"
She clenched her fist and was about to charge when someone gently pulled her arm from behind. She tried to shake him off forcefully, but heard Dr. Yang say from behind her.
"Xiao Ci, don't be so agitated."
Lin Mu Ci, unable to hit anyone, turned around fiercely, intending to vent her anger on him. He looked at Lin Mu Ci's face and whispered in her ear.
"I have a way to know the secret you want to know. Come with me."
A moment later, when Lin Mu Ci entered his office, she was still huffing and puffing, like a bristling hedgehog! Yang Lan Yan gazed gently at Lin Mu Ci's face. He wagged his finger lightly.
"You were trying to hit Mrs. Ling just now, weren't you?"
"You can't do that."
Lin Mu Ci was too angry.
Did she need someone to teach her how to act?
"Why not?"
The man opposite said.
"If you hit her, you won't be able to know the secret about Ling Qian He's mother's ashes."
Lin Mu Ci wasn't swayed by this at all!
"As if she would tell me if I didn't hit her. Since she won't tell me whether I hit her or not, and where Qian He's mommy's ashes are, it's more important to hit her hard to vent my anger!"
She absolutely, absolutely wouldn't regret it.
Yang Lan Yan gazed deeply into her eyes.
"According to what Mrs. Ling told me during her psychotherapy sessions, Ling Qian He's mother died on a cruise ship. That cruise ship docked, her body was taken off the ship, cremated, and hidden by Mrs. Ling in a place no one could ever find."
"There's a peculiar custom in Ling Qian He's mother's hometown: after death, if the ashes cannot be returned to their hometown for burial, to return to the roots, it is equivalent to wandering in a foreign land for all generations, with the soul lonely and without support."
Lin Mu Ci mumbled.
"What era is this? Still so feudal and superstitious."
Yang Lan Yan smiled. He said.
"But Ling Qian He would never give up the hope of finding his mother's ashes, would he?"
"Moreover, Mrs. Ling controls a portion of Ling's enterprise shares. If it truly comes to a mutually destructive conflict, Ling Qian He will also have a headache."
Lin Mu Ci looked at Yang Lan Yan opposite her. The young girl was still fierce, like a little lion.
"Beat her to a pulp! Beat her until she tells the truth!"
Yang Lan Yan was taken aback.
"This girl, she's so fierce. Why doesn't she play by the rules?"
"A normal person would ask him how to solve the problem. Why is this girl always intent on using violence? That's not good."
But he couldn't do anything about this girl, so he could only smile bitterly and look up at Lin Mu Ci.
"You think violence can solve everything?"
Lin Mu Ci snorted.
"If it can't be solved, it means it's not violent enough!"
"She used Ling Qian He's mother's ashes to threaten Ling Qian He. Can't I use her son, who woke up from a coma and is infertile, to threaten her?"
Yang Lan Yan stroked his chin.
"If you tell me, and I tell her, how will you be able to threaten her by surprise?"
Lin Mu Ci looked up fiercely.
"Why are you helping her? Didn't you say you'd stand on my side?"
Yang Lan Yan looked at her.
"What, you want to beat me up too?"
Lin Mu Ci wanted to nod.
The system was also troubled.
"Host, this is really outrageous!"
Yang Lan Yan walked over and stroked her hair. The girl's hair was incredibly smooth, as silky as satin. The feeling of that smoothness lingered on his fingers. Then Yang Lan Yan said softly.
"Don't fool around. I told you, the world has its own rules of operation. Acting recklessly is not allowed."
"Conform to the will of heaven to achieve the results you desire."
The girl opposite was furiously messing with her hair.
"I've already slapped her, and we've reached a point of no return. There's no room for compromise. Besides, she's always wanted Ling Qian He to die. How can I compromise with her?"
Yang Lan Yan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly posed a soul-searching question.
"Why do you care so much about Ling Qian He?"
Lin Mu Ci was taken aback by the question.
"I care about Ling Qian He so much?"
Yang Lan Yan sighed.
"You can't possibly say you're just standing up for justice. Xiao Ci, you're being too obvious. Do I still need to ask?"
The system nodded subserviently.
"Yes, yes."
Lin Mu Ci's face turned cold, and she slammed the door shut as she walked out.
"This damn world, whenever Ling Qian He is mentioned, it makes people irritable!"