I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Chapter 194: Psychological Illness Test 1

The courtyard halfway up the mountain is Su’s residence.

"Ahhhh!!!"

After Su Miao hung up the phone, she was so angry that she beat her chest and stamped her feet.

"Ding-dong-"

Immediately afterwards, the phone screen lit up and a dialog box popped up.

[Guan Nipei: Remember to pay back the money/Landlord collects money.gif]

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Su Miao, who was about to be furious, completely lost her mind after seeing this news and pulled her hair in a frenzy.

Damn Jiang Huashan! She was so confident because she knew she wouldn't dare speak out. Sure enough! She's a treacherous and vicious silver carp.

“Miao…Miaomiao?”

Su Zhuo knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response after waiting for a long time. Just as he was debating whether to come back later, he heard a retaliatory scream from inside. Out of concern, Su Zhuo pushed the door open directly, and he never expected to see the scene in front of him.

Su Miao was completely out of control. She poked her hair with her hands, turning it into a mess without even realizing it.

"Brother..." Su Miao stretched out her hand weakly to Su Zhuo, "Do you have any money?"

Su Zhuo, "..."

Su Miao, with her messy hair, quickly clicked on the payment code and said, "V me one hundred thousand. I want to pay it back."

Su Zhuo's expression is hard to describe. He was scolded by Su Jingliu over the phone. Not only him but also Su's mother. Su's father escaped because he was attending a meeting at the United Nations and could not be contacted temporarily.

Just now in the main hall, the old man scolded Su Zhuo, his mother, and his mother, asking them if they had fulfilled their responsibilities as brothers and mothers. They didn't even know that their sister was mentally ill.

At first, Su Zhuo thought that the old man was just making up stories to find fault and was not following the rules of martial ethics, but now that he saw Su Miao, Su Zhuo suddenly felt that the illness seemed a little serious.

"Miao Miao, what's wrong with you? Are you stressed out by high school?"

Su Miao, "Yeah, I'm really under a lot of pressure now. Jiang Huashan is a vampire. If I don't pay back the money, she will definitely find fault with me. Brother, can you help me?"

Su Zhuo frowned slightly. His sister was usually lawless, so why was she suddenly afraid of the girl from the Shen family?

Shen Zhuo's expression was serious. "Miao Miao, did she bully you? Don't be afraid, tell me. If it's true, I'll help you solve it."

Isn't that bullying her?

It would be fine to just give her ten dollars for the subway, but now she is labeling her a psychopath.

But Jiang Huashan still needed to keep the matter of going to the hospital today a secret, so Su Miao was afraid of the consequences and could only cover it up, "Brother, don't ask anymore, just give me the money."

Su Zhuo had no choice but to take out his mobile phone to scan the code and transferred 200,000 yuan at one time.

"If it's not enough, tell me again. And remember to tell me if you're bullied."

Su Miao looked at the 200,000 yuan she had earned in the blink of an eye, and the clouds of worry and sadness that had been covering her head dissipated instantly. She grinned, revealing her pointed little fangs, and said, "Thank you, brother."

Su Zhuo touched her head and smiled gently.

Su Miao was stunned for a moment, "Brother, you look as good as Shen Guiling when you smile."

Su Zhuo is now considered an inspirational figure in the Jinggang community. In three years, he's lost 140 pounds, a weight equivalent to his own. They say that overweight people have potential, and Su Zhuo embodies this even better. Having successfully lost weight, he exudes youthful energy. Unlike the overbearing and sharp-tongued members of the Su family, Su Zhuo is reserved and gentle, always speaking slowly and deliberately, reminiscent of a well-educated, elegant young man from ancient times.

Su Zhuo was amused by Su Miao's flattery, but he still knew his own limitations. How could he compare to Shen Guiling? Otherwise, his grandfather wouldn't always say that he was trying to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, and soon Butler Su walked in.

"Master, Miss, the old man invites you two to the main hall."

Su Miao's eyelids twitched. She stood up and pulled Su Zhuo, "Remember to speak for me later."

Su Zhuo took a comb from the table and said calmly, "Comb your hair first."

Ten minutes later, the two followed Butler Su to the main hall. Before they even stepped over the threshold, they heard Su's mother sobbing from inside.

"It's all my fault. Miaomiao always says that this classmate of hers is as strong as a bear and that classmate is as dumb as a wild boar. I just thought she was just being mean, but I didn't expect it to be hysterical. Woo woo woo woo, it's my fault as a mother. My poor daughter!"

The corners of Su Miao's mouth twitched, and she turned around and was about to leave.

Su Zhuo immediately grabbed her and said, "You have to face it."

Su Miao almost couldn't hold it anymore. What am I facing? I'm facing it!

Su Zhuo didn't understand Su Miao's torment at all, so he pulled her into the main hall and said, "Grandpa, Mom."

The lady sitting on the sofa immediately stood up and hugged Su Miao in her arms, "Miao Miao, what's wrong with you? Why did you become mentally unstable? Talk to your mother."

Su Jingliu looked disgusted and said, "How could she tell you that she was mentally ill? And you blame the child? Why don't you blame you as parents for not paying enough attention?" After saying that, he waved to Su Miao, "Miao Miao, come, come to Grandpa."

Su Miao's mouth twitched the whole time as she slowly walked to Su Jingliu's side. She thought for a moment and felt the need to explain, "Grandpa, this is a misunderstanding. I... I'm not mentally ill, and I don't have hallucinations. I'm perfectly normal."

"Yeah." Su Jingliu nodded. "Doctor Xiao said that people with illnesses usually excuse themselves this way."

Su Miao, “…”

Su Jingliu raised his hand, and Butler Su immediately handed over two pages of test papers. "Come on, Miaomiao, don't be afraid, just treat it as a pop test."

Su Miao took a closer look and held her forehead with her hands helplessly. Which good person's pop test was the "100 Questions on Mental Illness"?

Su's mother wiped her tears and went forward to comfort Su Miao, "Miao Miao, don't feel pressured. No matter what happens, you are my good daughter. I will not abandon you. I will definitely be with you. I have just contacted your father, and your father is on his way back."

Su Miao was so moved that she was neither happy nor sad. The good news was that her whole family suddenly became very caring towards her. The bad news was that it was because she was mentally ill.

Seeing her resistance, Su Jingliu showed concern, "What's wrong? Did Grandpa make a mistake? Didn't you sneak out of school today to get your brain checked?"

"Ah?" Su Miao came back to her senses and said without thinking, "Yes, I went to see the brain."

Mother Su couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, so she had to go secretly? This was really a sin. Mother Su lost control of her emotions, covered her face and cried, "Miao Miao, Mom is sorry for you."

Su Jingliu shook his head. "Miaomiao, don't worry. Grandpa will ask the best psychologists at home and abroad to assist with treatment. Be good! Take a test first to see how serious it is now."

At this point, Su Miao couldn't even twitch her mouth.

The lie has been told, and it has to be covered up!

Forget it. The DNA test results will be out in a week anyway. She will just act like a lunatic for a week and settle the score with Jiang Huashan after she passes this hurdle.

After figuring it out, Su Miao picked up the "100 Questions on Mental Illness and Mental Health Test" on the coffee table.

Question: A murderer went to a supermarket to buy knives to kill people. One knife cost 30 yuan and the other cost 300 yuan. There was no difference in appearance between the two knives. He hesitated for a while and chose the 30 yuan one. Why?

Is this not easy?

Su Miao took the pen from the table and wrote with great inspiration, because the killer was a poor guy.

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