Bai Ya was not angry either, "Under normal circumstances, how many days can you see your son in a month."

"What does it have to do with you? Just take care of yourself. I think you will go bankrupt soon." The old man said with a worse temper.

Bai Ya smiled, "Every time you steal something, you miss your son very much. You think that as long as you steal something, your son will appear, you can see your son, talk to your son, and you can also see his concern for you from your son's behavior. You are very inferior and afraid that your son will not want you."

"What are you talking nonsense?" The old man stood up excitedly, "I'm so inferior, why am I so inferior? I think you're inferior. I know you can't see me well, so I started scolding me and cursing my son for not wanting me. I want to go to the Consumer Association to sue you."

Bai Ya was very calm and said nothing, looking at the old man with a very good temper.

The old man didn't get angry when he saw Bai Ya scolding him. He felt bored, so he sat back on the sofa and said arrogantly: "Why are you so angry? You're not very good at talking just now."

"I hope you can learn something that after I read you, I will call your son. My words can let him be with you, and my words can also make him not see you for a year. What kind of result do you want?" Bai Ya said calmly.

The old man suddenly became furious again, stood up and pointed at Bai Ya and cursed: "You are a woman with a scorpion-hearted heart. You just look for me, right? If you break up our father and son like this, you will die a good death. A woman like you, your husband hates you, you are sinister, cunning, vicious, and have no character."

Bai Ya let him scold him, and without any expression, he picked up the teacup, leaned against the sofa, took a sip of water, and asked, "Have you finished scolding?"

"You are as thick as a wall. You can be indifferent to others scolding you. Your heart is made of stone. You don't want etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. No wonder, you run to the territory of Americans and your hometown, an ungrateful little bitch. If you let my son not see me for a year, I will make trouble every day, so that no one here can see you. Anyway, I have time."

Bai Ya raised the corner of her mouth, smiled, and glanced at the old man, "If you come here to make trouble, I will go to your son's place to make trouble. Anyway, I have no patients anymore, so I have time."

"You green tea bitch, I'll kill you." The old man rushed towards Bai Ya.

Bai Ya didn't hide, "You killed me and went to prison, so you can't steal things. You killed the psychologist. See if your son will forgive you. You will never see your son in your life. You can see him once a month now."

The old man stopped and looked at Bai Ya hatefully, gritting his teeth, full of resentment, "You little bitch, no wonder your business is so good, it's just a threat."

Bai Ya looked at the old man, "My requirements are not high. Please sit down quietly and answer my questions. I will ask your son to see you at least once a week. Maybe he can see you every day."

The old man frowned, "Can you really see him every day?"

Bai Ya nodded, "The premise is that you have to tell me all your true thoughts."

The old man sat down in the position without much belief.

Bai Ya took out her cell phone, turned on the recording of the phone, put the phone on the sofa, and asked, "Your purpose of stealing is to see you, your son, right?"

The old man pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Bai Ya was not in a hurry and waited patiently for him to speak.

"He is busy with work and sometimes he doesn't come back for a month or two. I call him to come back for dinner, but he doesn't come back." The old man said aggrievedly.

"If you were asked to work at your son's company, you might be going to open the door or do cleaning. Would you like?" Bai Ya asked again.

"I'm willing, of course I'm willing. I hired a nanny at home, but I'm not as cleaned yet. I can do a lot of things, not only clean, but also cook. I used to be a chef, chef, and villagers in the countryside to hold wine. They all came from dozens of tables, and I made them all." The old man said gloriously.

"There are many Americans in your son's company?"

"I can also cook what Americans like to eat. There are many Chinese people in my son's company. I can cook food that combines Chinese and Western food." The old man said hurriedly.

"If I convince your son to let you cook, can you promise me not to steal anything?" Bai Ya asked again.

"Of course I won't go stealing it. I'm shameless. They scold me and I'm angry." The old man said with certainty.

Bai Ya smiled slightly, "Actually, cursing others and harming others and not being selfish. You will be kind to your son's employees in the future. Your son wants to drive you away, but he can't drive you away. I'll talk to your son later, and I hope I won't have to see you next week."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and say that if he agrees, I will give you all the jewelry on my body. It will be inconvenient to cook in the future and bring jewelry."

"You can keep it for your daughter-in-law." Bai Ya refused, "You go out first, I'll call him."

"Oh, then I'll wait for you outside the door." The old man hurried out.

Bai Ya called the old man's son, "Mr. Zhou, I am Bai Ya. The problem with your father is that he misses you very much, so he does something extreme to win your attention and care. Your attitude will directly affect his mentality. If you pay attention to him, he will become more severe. If you ignore him, he will be pessimistic and disappointed and finally feel depressed."

"What should I do?" the other party worried.

"He cared about you very much and did not have high requirements. He just hoped to see you and talk to you."

“But I’m very busy with work.”

"I have a suggestion. He is a chef who can make Chinese food or Western food. You happen to be a company that can provide benefits to employees and have lunch in the company. In this way, your father has something to do, and can help you win over the employees' concerns, watch you more often, and save you worry."

"He is not in good health, has diabetes and high blood pressure."

"Then you just give him an assistant. He won't be too tired and happy. If he is happy, he will have fewer illnesses. If he is unhappy, his mental collapse will cause him to be bad for his health." Bai Ya advised.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements first."

"Yes." Bai Ya hung up the phone.

Open the door

The old man looked at her, "How is it?"

"Agree."

The old man was happy now and raised his thumbs up to Bai Ya, "You are so awesome, you are so famous. I think you are so awesome."

Bai Ya smiled slightly and sent the patient away. She saw that it was not yet 11 o'clock, so she called Qiong and went to the police station.

When I got off the car, I saw Gu Lingqing coming.

He was wearing a black suit, outlining his perfect figure.

The collar, cuffs, and markings are all white-edged, like a soldier's uniform, very handsome.

Masculine, just, sharp and cold.

His eyes also fell on her face.

Looking at each other

Bai Ya's face turned red slightly when she remembered that she had two children with him...
Chapter completed!