"What should I do?" Tang Yumeng asked anxiously.

"To fully cure it, the bell ringer who tied the bell must untie it." Lin Chuan glanced at Tang Yumeng and continued, "Although I am not a licensed psychologist, why don't you tell me your story?"

"No." Tang Yumeng shook her head and said, "I believe in myself, I can definitely overcome this illness."

Lin Chuan was taken aback and said, "Secretary Tang, please tell me, even if I can't cure you, I can help you get in touch with relevant experts. I believe someone else can surely cure your psychological condition, right?"

"No need." Tang Yumeng smiled and said, "Tang Hao is my younger brother; it's quite nice to let him live in my heart forever."

Lin Chuan sighed, Tang Yumeng's stubbornness was beyond his imagination, as were the rich emotions in her heart. Lin Chuan knew he couldn't change anything, so he could only let things take their course. Of course, if Tang Yumeng needed his help, he would certainly put himself on the line and help her steadfastly without any hesitation.

As he was leaving, Lin Chuan left a sentence: "Sister, some things, if you can let them go, let them go. Being too stubborn is not good for you."

After Lin Chuan had left, Tang Yumeng held her head; she felt a sense of daze, and just before, when Lin Chuan was holding her arm, she seemed to have already completely seen Lin Chuan as her younger brother.

"How could this be!" Tang Yumeng clenched her teeth, unbelieving.

…

Returning to the lounge, Song Wen and Song Wu had already returned, and Li Minghua was also there; the four were playing Bomb. Two decks of playing cards were very active in their hands. When Lin Chuan entered, Song Wu slammed his card on the table and stared at Lin Chuan with a sinister look that was a mix of smile and derision. Li Minghua glanced at Lin Chuan but did not continue talking.

Lin Chuan walked in and sat down on the sofa, placing his feet on the coffee table, and then started to blow smoke rings.

"Come on, let's continue playing cards," Li Minghua hurriedly called out.

"Okay." Song Wu picked up the cards again.

At this moment, Lin Chuan had no intention of messing with the Song brothers; his mind was filled with thoughts of money and Tang Yumeng, who urgently needed treatment for her severe psychological withdrawal. If not treated, it would eventually lead to problems. It is said that the advanced stages of psychological withdrawal syndrome can lead to hallucinations, and once hallucinations occur, it would signify the terminal stage of the disorder. On the battlefield, a warrior developing such a problem becomes fatal; this mental illness, once triggered, would make them perceive their comrades as enemies, and they might even pick up their rifles and target their own comrades.

Although Lin Chuan did not know what Tang Yumeng would do once she began hallucinating, to prevent potential problems, he had to act in advance. However, to effectively treat psychological withdrawal, the patient needs to open their heart; if a patient hides their condition from the doctor, how can the doctor help them?

Lin Chuan, with a cigarette in his mouth, was silent for a long time until the cigarette burned his fingers, but he still didn't react.

"Yo, thinking about a woman?" Song Wen glanced at Lin Chuan and couldn't help teasing.

Lin Chuan hurriedly threw the hot cigarette butt away and did not respond to Song Wen but just walked outside directly.

Seeing Lin Chuan ignore him, Song Wen smirked and said: "This kid finally knows how to be afraid."

"Could he be afraid of us?" Song Wu asked doubtfully.

"Maybe." Song Wen nodded.

"Hehe, after a few days when Brother Hu recovers, he's bound to sort out this kid." Song Wu chuckled coldly, "He beat us last time, next time we must show him our power, or he really thinks we're pushovers."

"Li Minghua, do you still dare to hang out with him?" Song Wen looked at Li Minghua triumphantly.

"Dare not, dare not," Li Minghua hurriedly shook his head, "No matter how tough Lin Chuan is, he is just one person, but you two have Brother Hu backing you up, there's no comparison."

"Hahaha..." Song Wen was even more proud, he sneered, "Kid, stick with us, it's for your own good."

"By the way, when is Brother Hu planning to make a move on Lin Chuan?" Li Minghua asked tentatively.

"Brother Hu is currently occupied," Song Wen chuckled, "I heard there's a batch of cars coming from overseas that Brother Hu is busy securing. If he gets those cars, he could make more than ten million."

Hiss...

Li Minghua gasped in surprise, "That profitable?"

"Of course." Song Wen nodded, "This money comes faster than robbing."

"Why tell him this stuff?" Song Wu glared at his older brother and said, "It's none of his business!"

"That's true as well." Song Wen smirked sheepishly; this guy was not as smart as Song Wu – he was just showing off to boost his ego. However, such talk could easily draw attention.

…

After leaving the City Committee, Lin Chuan wandered the streets alone. He did indeed want to make some money, but unfortunately, he had no means to do so. As a spearhead, as a world-renowned warrior king, it was a bit regretful to see him reduced to such circumstances now. Back in the day, countless countries were willing to spend millions, even billions, to win him over, offering luxury cars, mansions, and even Holland was willing to gift Lin Chuan an island in exchange for his loyalty.

However, Lin Chuan refused them all. His heart harbored only one color, that was red. Only one flag fluttered in his heart, the Five-star Red Flag. Lin Chuan had not let down his party and country's expectations. But the party and country had let down his expectations of them. Even so, Lin Chuan still chose not to leave this country, but to return to this land he loved. Even in poverty, he still cherished it.

In the office of the Secretary of the City Committee, Tang Yumeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, inadvertently catching sight of Lin Chuan. She kept her eyes fixed on Lin Chuan. He seemed to be hesitating, lost, as if hiding some inner turmoil.

"What exactly is this guy up to?" Tang Yumeng wondered with surprise.

Tang Yumeng couldn't understand why Lin Chuan was lingering outside the City Committee building, but, after only a brief pause, he immediately left the scene. He walked away.

Lin Chuan decided to go out and walk around; he might just bump into some good fortune, or at least he might think of a way to make money. He strolled leisurely outside. Meanwhile, a call came in, and sure enough, it was from Tang Yumeng. She was probably the only one who knew.

"Secretary Tang, what's up?" Lin Chuan asked, puzzled.

"Call me 'sister'!" Tang Yumeng retorted angrily, "How many times have I told you, call me 'sister' in private."

"I..." Lin Chuan awkwardly chuckled, "I thought you were still upset. Sister, what's up?"

Lin Chuan's smile grew more natural.

"Where are you?" Tang Yumeng asked.

"Oh, in the lounge." Lin Chuan casually replied, laughing, "Just shooting the breeze with them, shooting the shit."

"Really?" Tang Yumeng's lips slightly curled, saying, "Then I might just come to the lounge to find you."

"Don't..." Lin Chuan immediately halted, hurriedly saying, "Sister, you know what it's like, the lounge is full of smelly guys, it's stinky and dirty, even Secretary Xiao Xue pinches her nose when she comes, you better not come."

"Are you not in the lounge?" Tang Yumeng bit her lip, unknowingly feeling especially happy while talking with Lin Chuan.

"This..." Lin Chuan paused, looking back, hesitating about returning. Suddenly he quickly asked, "Sister, are you going out?"

"That's not it." Tang Yumeng shook her head.

"Then what is it, just tell me." Lin Chuan laughed, "Can't you just say it over the phone?"

"I just wanted to ask where you are." Tang Yumeng smiled.

"I'm in the lounge." Lin Chuan stated firmly again.

"You're not lying to me?" Tang Yumeng casually asked.

"No. I'm such an honest person." Lin Chuan laughed heartily, yet his heart was incredibly complex, feeling as though Tang Yumeng was somehow trapping him in his words, making him feel uneasy. Tang Yumeng is a very wise woman, so much so that Lin Chuan can't figure out her tactics.

"Really?" Tang Yumeng smiled, "Then I'll come to the lounge to find someone."

"Sister..." Lin Chuan froze, this woman isn't playing me, is she?

"I'm on my way now." Speaking of which, the sound of high heels came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Chuan was stunned, then sprinted towards the direction of the City Committee, with great speed, unknowingly already covering over a kilometer. This woman coming to find him at such a time is really torturing him. Lin Chuan hung up the phone, running all the way. A bit over a kilometer of distance, plus going upstairs, would take a regular person at least a few minutes, right? And it would take her less than two minutes to come down from upstairs.

So, Lin Chuan had to speed up.

The security guards at the entrance of the City Committee watched Lin Chuan sprinting towards the City Committee building at the speed of a hundred-meter dash.

"Has this kid lost his mind?" One security guard frowned.

"Probably." Another guard, smoking a cigarette, added, "Running around for no reason."

Lin Chuan rushed into the lounge and collapsed on the sofa. Everyone looked at Lin Chuan with astonishment, not understanding which nerve had gone wrong in him. Lin Chuan took three seconds to adjust his breathing. However, after waiting a few minutes, Tang Yumeng still hadn't arrived.

Little did he know, Tang Yumeng was already in her office, laughing till she was teary-eyed.

She had just seen Lin Chuan rushing in from outside, and his panicked look brought her immense joy and happiness, even bringing her to tears. After her laughter, she dialed Lin Chuan's phone. On the other end, Lin Chuan calmly said, "Sister, I've been waiting for you for minutes, why haven't you come yet?"

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