Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Psychological Cues

Every time she practiced the piano in the piano room, Gu Jin would lean against the window. As time passed, Gu Yang realized that the big shot seemed to like listening to her play the piano.

As expected, Gu Jin’s interest was piqued. Raising her brows, she asked, “What if you win?”

Gu Yang blinked. “Jinyang Pavilion membership card?”

Ever since she ate Jinyang Pavilion’s food, she could not forget about it. Now, she had to trick the big shot into giving her a membership card.

Gu Jin replied, “Alright.”

Hence, Gu Yang placed the teapot, teacup, tea tray, tea container, tea towel, and other utensils one by one. Then, she washed the cups, poured tea, moistened the tea, rinsed the water, and made tea.

It was green tea, a special grade biluochun tea.

Her movements were fluid and elegant. The thin bamboo outside the window was sparse as warm sunlight shone through them. The dignified young girl sitting there was like a romantic scholar from ancient times.

Just looking at it was an extremely elegant visual enjoyment.

The three of them were slightly stunned.

Ruan Chu watched Gu Yang’s every move and looked at the elegant young girl under the afternoon sun. For some reason, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed and calm.

The tea mist curled up and blurred the young girl’s figure. Her voice was gentle and slow. “Speaking of which, I also suffered internet violence a few days ago. Netizens privately messaged me with all kinds of unsightly comments. There were even posthumous photos and bloody photos of me.”contemporary romance

“However, after turning off my phone, it didn’t seem to matter. I went back to playing the piano and doing what I used to do. After the matter was explained clearly, the internet abuse would naturally be over. Life would still continue. I still had to continue doing what I liked, right?”

“Although I lost my engagement with Xue Duo because of this, if he doesn’t care, why should I? I’m so outstanding. It’s not like it must be him.”

Gu Yang slowly brewed a cup of tea. The warm and clear water slowly poured into the cup. Foam from the tea floated in the cup as her clear eyes looked straight at Ruan Chu. “Cousin Ruan Chu, don’t you think so?”

Ruan Chu looked at her and nodded unconsciously.

“The tea is ready, come and taste it.” Gu Yang pushed a cup of tea in front of Ruan Chu, ending the psychological cue.

Ruan Chu came back to her senses and took the slightly hot teacup. She looked at Gu Yang thoughtfully. “You have a point.”

It wasn’t that she couldn’t tell that Gu Yang was using her own experience to enlighten her, but to her surprise, after hearing Gu Yang’s words, she actually felt like the sun was shining after the dark clouds were swept away.

It wasn’t like no one had ever told her something like that before, but only Gu Yang’s words made her feel this way.

Moreover, Gu Yang would suddenly counsel her. Was something wrong with her?

This made Ruan Chu confused and surprised.

Gu Yang smiled.

Unlike the previous hypnosis on Feng Jue, she used psychological cues on Ruan Chu.

In hypnosis, a person had to completely lose consciousness and expose their subconsciousness. She used hypnosis to ask Feng Jue’s inner thoughts. Moreover, Feng Jue had no impression of this after the hypnosis.

Psychological cues did not require one to lose consciousness, so after the cue ended, the person in question would have memories.

Not only psychiatrists, but ordinary people could also carry out simple psychological cues. However, psychologists at her level could carry out higher-level and complicated psychological cues. They could even use psychological cues to kill.

As for making tea, it was one of her auxiliary methods of using psychological cues.

Although she had only given Ruan Chu a psychological cue just now, Old Master Ruan and Gu Jin were also immersed in the atmosphere of Gu Yang brewing tea.

Old Master Ruan snapped out of his daze and looked at the bamboo pattern formed by the tea leaves floating on the teacup. His heart skipped a beat. “Distribute the tea!”

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