Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

The biggest difference between Hai Zhao that Qian saw in her past life and the Hai Zhao now is his attitude towards women.

In her past life, Hai Zhao was a playboy among women, changing them faster than changing clothes.

As his business grew larger, the number of women he changed increased as well.

Eventually, he even ended up impotent due to a minor celebrity, and if Qian hadn’t returned, his next patient would have been Hai Zhao.

But what she saw after she came back was Hai Zhao constantly chasing after Xiaoxi.

Although he often boasted about his rich love life verbally, in reality, the Hai Zhao that Qian saw was quite modest, never having any substantial relationships with women.

Xiaoxi didn’t come back, so he just kept waiting.

Until witnessing everything today, Qian finally understood.

This was the turning point in Hai Zhao’s life trajectory; Qian didn’t know to whom Yu Mingxi gave the brooch in the past life, but this brooch symbolizing fidelity was definitely the main reason for Hai Zhao’s change.

If she hadn’t come, Hai Zhao, stimulated by Xiaoxi, would go out seeking women out of a sense of revenge, following the path of the past life.

In her past life, Yu Mingxi never married, and Hai Zhao played his whole life without marrying either. Whether they were satisfied with such a life, Qian didn’t know. But Hai Zhao’s expression of utter despair at this moment told Qian that he certainly was not content with that.

"Your expression tells me I guessed right; in order to win an argument, you want to choose a life that you don’t even know is right or wrong," Qian said to Hai Zhao.

"Ha-ha, yes, I was going to do just that. After all, she doesn’t care; it doesn’t matter what I do. Chen Xiaoqian, is everyone in the Yu Family heartless? Can’t you see how I treat her? Auntie and Uncle don’t approve of me; you don’t approve of me, she doesn’t approve of me... none of you approve of me, so what am I holding on to? What is there worth waiting for?"

Hai Zhao forcefully threw the box on the ground, and the luxurious green diamond he bought with a year’s revenue was trampled underfoot, just like his heart that always gave but never received anything in return.

"She shuts the door in your face, and you take it out on us by criticizing the whole Yu Family. My parents-in-law don’t disapprove of you; it’s because you’ve always been around and are childhood friends they never considered you in terms of marriage. If I looked down on you, I’d be too lazy to come and waste my breath. You know my consulting fee is very high; you know who truly looks down on you."

Hai Zhao leaned powerlessly against the car. Qian had hit the nail on the head.

Indeed, the only one who truly scorned him was that heartless woman.

What kind of sin did he commit to fancy such a heartless girl?

"In return for all the lamb slices, tripe, duck intestine, lotus root slices, vermicelli, and konjac you treated me with, I’ll give you free psychological advice today."

Hai Zhao, as if given a new lease on life, looked at Qian with hopeful eyes, as if she were his last straw to clutch at.

"Chen Xiaoqian, tell me. Tell me how I can win her over, tell me how I can get her. Solve this problem for me, and I’ll give you all my chain stores!"

Qian shook her head. "I can’t do that. Love is a matter of two people, and as a psychology expert, I can’t make such guarantees to anyone."

Hai Zhao lost his spirit again, like a man on his last gasp. Indeed, what was he even hoping for? After all these years of effort yielding nothing, even placing hope in Qian wouldn’t yield results.

"I am not in a position to interfere with your life, even if my husband is your best friend. I won’t give you substantial advice; I can only tell you that indulging yourself is never a solution. If she doesn’t care for you, doing so is a waste of your prime years; if she cares for you, doing so is just pushing yourself into a bottomless pit."

"She cares for me, cares for me... ha-ha."

Hai Zhao squeezed out a smile uglier than crying; it was the most unfunny joke of the year.

Qian’s words also lacked confidence.

If a woman’s heart were compared to a needle at the bottom of the ocean, then the heart of Mr. Yu’s girl was a grain of rice at the bottom of the sea.

Not even a psychology expert like Qian, who had seen countless people, could make out her intentions, this enigmatic Mr. Yu’s girl.

"No matter who is in her heart, what you need to do now is not to act out of spite against anyone. Go, have a sleep, and after waking up, quietly ask yourself three questions: Who are you living for? I will say something harsh that will be helpful in the future — what you’re doing for her, is that what she truly wants?"

This was the harshest sentence of all.

It almost negated all of Hai Zhao’s efforts over the years.

Qian actually didn’t want to say it.

But based on her intuitive analysis, the future-life Hai Zhao lived was not a happy one.

After all the food she’s eaten at his expense over the years, Qian figured she might as well say what had to be said today. Whether he could comprehend it was up to him.

"You’re right; what I can offer her isn’t what she wants. In her heart, I’m just a burden."

Hai Zhao gazed dejectedly at the direction she left, clenching his fists unwillingly.

He had poured all his strength into loving her, only to be met with her resolute back. Her heart was so deep; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get in, only to be kicked aside in the end.

Unrequited love is immensely painful; foolishly doing so much, all for an unknown future.

"Life has eight sufferings: birth, aging, illness, death, separation from loved ones, unfulfilled desires, the flourishing of the five aggregates. How many do you possess in your current state? Oh, right, plus there’s resentment towards those one dislikes, which is your annoyance with me now — that’s another suffering added. Young man, you’re now more bitter than the bile of a pig." Qian patted Hai Zhao’s shoulder.

"Chen Xiaoqian, what should I do? Tell me, what should I do now?" Hai Zhao asked helplessly, covering his face. After waiting for so many years, he only heard a sentence: what he offers isn’t what she wants.

No one can truly understand the bitterness of unrequited love.

"In psychology, we believe that often, unrequited love is just an illusion. First, we need to understand whether you truly love her as a person or just love the feeling of ’liking her.’

"Of course, I like her as a person!" Hai Zhao proclaimed passionately.

Qian shook her head.

"Sometimes your feelings can deceive your heart. I’ve found that 95% of those experiencing unrequited love don’t actually truly love the other person."

"What?"

"I can help you distinguish whether your subconscious truly loves her or if you are merely captivated by the feeling of love."

Many people, at a specific period, might feel they have fallen madly in love with someone, claiming they love them until the end of time or through any catastrophe.

This is especially common among adolescents, where such overly intense one-sided feelings form unrequited love.

Yet, a significant portion of these feelings aren’t true love; they are merely infatuations with a sensation.

Observing his bewildered expression, Qian opted to give a more straightforward example.