Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

1.12 - My son has grown up

　　Shen's house.

　　It was another Saturday, and Xie Zhiqian arrived at the Shen family on time to provide psychological treatment for the young master of the Shen family.

　　After entering the door, a well-trained servant brought her tea and led her into the consultation room.

　　This was arranged by Shen Yan earlier. It can be said that it was built completely in accordance with the highest foreign standards. It is advanced, scientific, and comfortable.

　　Xie Zhiqian once again felt that Shen Qing's status in this family was no longer what it used to be.

　　Sometimes, she even wondered whether the previously ignored and dispensable Shen Qing was a figment of her imagination.

　　She looked at the old housekeeper who was leading the way and asked tentatively, "Has there been any change in A-Qing's situation recently?"

　　The old butler raised his eyes and glanced at her. A shrewd light flashed in his cloudy and dim eyes, which made Xie Zhiqian stunned.

　　But the old butler said slowly in a serious tone: "Our young master is fine."

　　For a moment, Xie Zhiqian almost thought that the other party had noticed her thoughts.

　　He's just an old man.

　　She forced a smile and said, "That's good. As A-Qing's attending physician, I am very worried that his condition will continue to worsen."

　　The old housekeeper asked, "What will happen if it continues to deteriorate?"

　　Xie Zhiqian answered carefully: "Looking at Ah Qing's condition, if it continues to deteriorate, he may suffer from depression. Of course, that is the worst case scenario. As long as he is willing to cooperate with the treatment, I am confident that he can be cured."

　　The old butler did not comment, raised his hand and said, "We are in the consultation room."

　　"Thank you very much."

　　Consulting room.

　　Xie Zhiqian pushed the door open and walked in. Although she was mentally prepared, she still felt uncomfortable for a moment.

　　There was a large, off-white sofa in the room, and Shen Qing was sleeping on it.

　　A boy of sixteen or seventeen was lying on his side. He was wearing a pure white sweater and light-colored jeans. His soft hair drooped obediently beside his ears. His thick eyelashes drooped slightly, his pink lips slightly parted, and his light breathing could be faintly heard.

　　——A beautiful, peaceful sleeping face.

　　The boy's head was resting on the man's legs.

　　This man is undoubtedly the owner of this house, the owner of Shen Group, and the boy's father, Shen Yan.

　　When did this man, who had always been cold and arrogant, suddenly become so gentle?

　　"..."

　　Just as Xie Zhiqian was about to speak, the man raised his eyes. His gaze was not sharp, but it carried an intimidating aura that made her dare not speak rashly.

　　She sat aside, waiting patiently for the sleeping child to wake up.

　　And that powerful man never changed his posture from beginning to end. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping little beauty with a "loving" gaze.