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Anhao was a little surprised. She suddenly turned to look at Zuo Hancheng, who had already stood up on the sofa, and emphasized,â I donât need a psychiatrist. â
It was within Zuo Hanchengâs expectations that she would resist.
Zuo Hancheng curled his lips slightly and made a formal introduction.ââWenner isnât a psychiatrist. Heâs a criminal psychologist hired by the FBI in the United States. I know that you donât need a doctor right now, but you need to talk to someone in the field of psychology about the trauma left behind by the kidnapping case when you were five years old.â
Anne was slightly stunned and looked at the handsome foreign man in disbelief. âA criminal psychologist from the FBI?â
Wenner handed her his name card like a gentleman.ââMiss Gu, nice to meet you.â
Anhao took the business card and glanced at it. She was so shocked that she almost covered her mouth.
He was a criminal psychologist from the FBI, the highest-paid private detective in Los Angeles, and a guest professor at Harvard Universityâs Department of Psychology.
With so many important identities together, it was only a young man, and he was actually Zuo Hanchengâs friend.
Moreover, it was obvious that he respected Zuo Hancheng very much. He was already waiting for him in the living room so early!
She looked at Wenner, who was smiling like a gentleman, in surprise, and then looked at Zuo Hancheng in disbelief.
What kind of husband did she marryâ¦
The people in the military and political circles seemed to be very afraid of him, and the people in the business world were even more afraid of him to the point of doing despicable things like drugging him, but they still couldnât deal with him.
In the blink of an eye, even such a powerful person was his friend. Even Wenner was very polite and respectful to Zuo Hancheng. Otherwise, he would not be sitting here and chatting with Zuo Hancheng so early in the morning.
Also, Zuo Hancheng said that he was going to avenge her yesterday, but she still did not know what he did.
For some reason, she believed that he would definitely help her deal with it.
Standing there, she looked at Wenner and then at Zuo Hancheng. She gulped and asked softly, âââThen, youâre a criminal psychologist, and I didnât commit a crime. How are you going to help me? Donât tell me heâs locked in a dark room like heâs interrogating a criminalâ¦â
Wenner burst out laughing.â Miss Gu, youâre so humorous. Criminal psychology is just a way to track down criminals, not to interrogate them. Itâs similar to psychology. Mr. Zuo is understanding of your stubbornness, so he didnât really call a psychiatrist over. Thatâs why he asked me to come and see you, Miss Gu.â
Anhao was relieved. At the same time, she looked at the man with a pair of blue eyes with admiration.âDetective! He was actually an expert from the legendary FBI! Mr. Wenner, would you mind giving me an autograph?â
Wennerâs eyelids twitched slightly. He was surprised for a moment before he laughed. âMiss Gu, thisâ¦â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âJust give me an autograph, okay?âAnhao was like a little fan who had just met her idol. She didnât care if there was anyone else in the house. She turned around and rushed back to the bedroom. She took out a pen and paper from her bag and ran back to him.
âYou writeâ¦l wish Gu Anhao a happy life every day, and then Iâll just sign it!â Wenner took a pen and paper and glanced at Anhao, who was as excited as a bunny. He could not help but slowly turn around and look at Zuo Hancheng, who was already walking towards them.
Obviously, he absolutely could not sign this name. If he signed it, he would probably end up getting paid a sky-high price just for giving psychological guidance to a little girl.
With one hand in his pocket, Zuo Hancheng slowly walked over to Wenner, who was standing still. He glanced at the pen and paper in Wennerâs hand and took it from her. When Anhao turned to look at him in confusion, he signed his name on it.
Annâs eyes widened. When he threw the pen and paper back into her hands, she said in surprise,âl want the signature of the great detective, Mr. Wenner, not yours! What are you doing?â
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her indifferently.ââAmong the people who know me, the only one who doesnât want my autograph is probably you.â
Anhao blinked, but at the same time, she looked at Wenner with a pleading expression. She carefully handed the paper in his direction and said,âThat⦠Just sign one for me, okayâ¦â
Wenner laughed.â Miss Gu, if you bring it to America, Mr. Zuoâs autograph is enough for you to buy a priceless mansion. Even in China, itâs enough for you to take a check to the bank. Why do you want my autograph if you donât want such a really important thing? My name doesnât seem to have any meaning.â
Anhao completely ignored the words â mansion â and â check â. She stubbornly said like a child who had not been given candy,ââBut youâre a great detective! I especially like Sherlock Holmes stories! Just when our classmates were all fascinated by idol dramas, I was already immersed in the ocean of American dramas. Moreover, I often watch those detective dramas. I didnât expect to be a living private detective in front of me! I donât care, I want your signature!â
âThisâ¦â Wenner smiled awkwardly.ââThis paper has Mr. Zuoâs signature. I donât dare to sign my own name on it.â
âWhy? Why are you afraid of him? Can he eat you?â Anhao looked at him in surprise.
Zuo Hancheng looked at the little girl who did not know what was good for her and was really heartless. He raised his eyebrows slightly.âAs long as I can eat you.â
Anhao blushed and glared at him.ââStop teasing me so early in the morning.â
âYou also know that itâs early in the morning?â Zuo Hancheng laughed. Youâre asking for another manâs autograph in front of your husband so early in the morning. How can you be so shameless?â
âWhatâs there to be embarrassed about? Everyone has idols.â
Anhao was clearly trying to argue with her attitude of deliberately ignoring her husband.
Without waiting for Zuo Hancheng to speak, she stuffed the paper into Wennerâs hands and said with a smile,ââSign one, quickly sign one. Heâs not your FBI officer, so he wonât do anything to you. Detective, please sign one for me!â
Wenner took the paper helplessly and smiled at the same time. He slowly folded the paper with Zuo Hanchengâs signature neatly and placed it back into Anhaoâs hands. Under Anhaoâs surprised gaze, he chuckled and said,ââMr. Zuo is indeed not my superior, but he is my boss.â
âOldâ¦â Anhao choked for a moment and immediately came back to her senses.
She pursed her lips.â So your employer is watching you from the side, causing you to be unable to communicate with your fans. Where are your human rights?â If he didnât want an autograph, he might as well take a photo!â Wenner was speechless..