Chapter 930: Chapter 910: Auditory Hallucination
Jiayi paused her steps on the smooth marble floor, turned her head, and ultimately walked over, stopping half a step away from Su Yan. Her lips curved into a mocking smile:
"First, your actions make me realize just how afraid you are that I might be pregnant. Psychologically speaking, when someone is overly sensitive about something, it indicates deep-seated insecurity about it. I understand—it’s obvious you’ll never have children in this lifetime, so feeling upset is only natural.
Third, making a scene in public demonstrates that your mental state is highly unstable. I won’t stoop to argue with a lunatic. If you’re sick, get treatment early, keep taking your medication, and go see a doctor soon, dear."
Shopping at a maternity and baby counter doesn’t necessarily mean you’re pregnant—it could be for someone else’s child.
She’d only seen that Anya was about to give birth and decided to pick up some baby supplies to gift to her godson or goddaughter. Who would’ve thought she’d bump into Su Yan—
What rotten luck!
Afraid of her being pregnant? Fine, she’d make sure Su Yan worried herself sick!
Jiayi didn’t bother explaining to her. She casually swung the shopping bag onto her shoulder and walked off lightly toward the elevator.
"You—" Su Yan hadn’t even spoken when the bag Jiayi threw at her hit her, causing her to stumble two steps back. She was only saved from falling by the store manager’s support.
Evidently, Jiayi’s three lines had shifted the store clerks’ perception of Su Yan entirely.
Seeing Su Yan’s face turn ashen, the store manager obsequiously stepped forward: "Mrs. Huo, would you like to sit down and have a cup of coffee—"
"Coffee my ass! Get lost!" Su Yan cursed sharply, shoving the manager away.
The store staff, never having seen Mrs. Huo behave so poorly, were startled. Yet none dared to talk back, exchanging nervous glances with one another.
Mrs. Huo had always carried herself with elegance and grace, but today she completely fell apart—first charging into the maternity and baby counter to provoke her ex-"daughter-in-law," only for Miss Chu to ignore her. Despite that, she kept pestering until she was left speechless by a few of Miss Chu’s words. Now, she seemed possessed, lost in some erratic state of mind.
Still, none dared utter a word of judgment, quietly dispersing to attend to their tasks.
Su Yan stood in place for a moment, finally realizing her regret.
She had always maintained a perfect image in front of others. What happened today?
Jiayi had infuriated her into a stupor.
Perhaps strengthening her psychological therapy and doing some hypnosis was truly necessary?
She pulled herself together, trying to salvage her reputation. Looking up, she noticed a few clerks who were busy but whispering among themselves.
In a daze, she seemed to catch fragments of their conversation:
"What’s wrong with Mrs. Huo today?"
"Who knows? Look at her face—it’s like she hasn’t slept in seven or eight days. Even that heavy makeup can’t hide her dark circles... The way she yelled moments ago was terrifying."
"Exactly. Totally menopausal. Wait... Mrs. Huo’s only in her twenties, how could she be menopausal? Could it be she married an old man and aged prematurely, hitting menopause early? Ha!"
"Hey, do you think what Miss Chu said might be true—that Mrs. Huo has mental health issues?"
"We’d better stay away from her. These rich society madams—if she’s really gone crazy and kills someone, she wouldn’t even be held accountable! Best stay far apart."
"Totally."
...
Su Yan froze for two seconds. Her face twisted as she rushed over, shouting angrily: "What nonsense were you just spouting?! You’ve got some nerve! Who’s crazy? Who has mental issues? Who’s prematurely aging? Say it again! Do you think you can keep working in Yunling after this?!"
The store clerks stared at the nearly unrecognizable woman in front of them with terror: "Mrs. Huo... we weren’t talking about you just now!"
The manager quickly came over, looking at Su Yan in shock: "Mrs. Huo, these staff members were just discussing the day’s sales numbers. They never said you had mental problems. Maybe you misheard..."
Misheard...?
Su Yan staggered backward a few steps. True, even if the clerks were foolish, there’s no way they’d openly gossip about her...
So, was it her hallucination?
Had her mental state deteriorated to this extent?
After a long pause, Su Yan regained her composure and sternly warned: "Whatever just happened—don’t you dare spread nonsense outside. Otherwise, not only will you lose your jobs, but I’ll make sure my lawyer takes legal action against you."
The store manager quickly led the staff in agreeing: "Understood, Mrs. Huo."
Who would dare to talk about Mrs. Huo losing her composure?
Su Yan dazedly walked toward the counter exit, forgetting to take the bags she’d purchased.
......
Leaving the mall, Su Yan got into her car and swallowed half of the pills prescribed by the psychology clinic from the other day. Only then did her mind clear slightly.
With her head cleared, the incident at the maternity counter surfaced again, deepening her gaze.
Could Jiayi really be pregnant?
Her fingers slowly curled into a fist, squeezing tight.
If Jiayi was truly pregnant, then given the old man’s temperament, he might no longer oppose Jiayi remarrying Huo Zhenyang.
Why would she return to the Huo Family?
Why couldn’t the Huo Family belong solely to her?
Why was it that when she had finally become the queen admired by all, Jiayi had to return to steal her spotlight?
A glint of unfathomable malice flickered in her eyes as she pulled out her phone from her platinum handbag, scrolling to a certain number and dialing it.
This was the contact from last time, when she helped Huo Zhenxuan buy bombs from the black market.
Luckily, she hadn’t deleted it.
"Hello." The call connected, and Su Yan suppressed her tension.
"Oh, Mrs. Huo. What business do you have for me this time?" The man’s low laughter came from the other end.
"I need you to do something for me." Her eyes deepened as she spoke, word by word.
......
Two days later.
Xu Psychology Clinic.
The curtains were drawn, leaving the room dim, with calming aromatherapy wafting through the air.
The sofa chair had been adjusted to a comfortable reclining angle. At Dr. Xu’s direction, Su Yan lay down.
"Mrs. Huo, are you absolutely certain you want to undergo hypnosis?" Dr. Xu habitually confirmed before commencing treatment.
Su Yan rubbed her throbbing temples: "Yes."
Recalling the hallucination she’d experienced at the maternity counter two days ago, she feared that if she didn’t start treatment, things would worsen.
She paused briefly, furrowing her brows, and reconfirmed: "The hypnotic process is confidential, right?"
Dr. Xu reassured her gently: "Mrs. Huo, we signed a confidentiality agreement."
Dr. Xu’s calming tone eased Su Yan’s taut nerves.
Of course—it was true. Unless someone didn’t want to stay in this profession, no doctor would expose a patient’s privacy.
Besides, even if Dr. Xu learned something, it wouldn’t count as evidence.
If questioned, she could always claim she’d spoken nonsense due to unstable consciousness.
"Let’s proceed." Su Yan made up her mind.
"Alright. Please relax your limbs, close your eyes, and follow my instructions to perform each action. I will now begin the hypnosis therapy." Dr. Xu’s voice was soft and soothing.
Su Yan closed her eyes.
"...Let’s continue slowly. Don’t be anxious—imagine your body as a machine shutting down completely, pulling the plug. You will feel increasingly relaxed..."
