Chapter 972

   "I asked you to come over at seven o'clock in the evening, what did you run over early in the morning for?!" Sheng Shimo turned towards Professor Wu, screaming at him.

  Evening...seven o'clock?

Professor Wu was stunned by the roar, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and tremblingly handed it to Sheng Shimo, "Your Excellency, I...I have no intention of offending Miss Wen, but... the notification in the text message is true. It was written at seven o'clock in the morning..."

Morning?

  Mo took a look at his mobile phone when he was in prime, and he frowned when he saw that the content of the text message was seven in the morning.

How is this going? !

  At this moment, the driver suddenly rushed in and fell to his knees in front of Sheng Shimo with a plop. He was so scared that he couldn't even speak his words.

"The President... Your Excellency, it was all my fault. I was too sleepy when I texted Professor Wu. As a result... I edited 7 o'clock in the evening to 7 o'clock in the morning. President, I didn't mean it, you …You just forgive me this time!"

   Hearing this, I saw Mo's cold eyes in the prime of time, like a flame bursting up, staring at the driver condescendingly, as if he was about to burn him to ashes.

   Immediately, lightly lift the lips.

   "Get out of the presidential palace, I don't need to be a waste person!"

  Compared with the raging anger in his eyes, Mo's tone of words was calm and calm in his prime, as if he was telling a very ordinary thing.

  After finishing speaking, stepped around the driver who was in the way, without even giving him a chance to beg for mercy.

  Professor Wu, who has been on the sidelines, knew that it was none of his own business, nor his own fault, but he was so afraid that his teeth began to tremble.

  The sudden fear has spread to the limbs.

  Too... terrible!

  Mo was not a reckless man in his prime, let alone telling Wen Churan that he rashly asked a psychology professor to come to the presidential palace to see her.

  He specially arranged for the psychology professor to come over at night, so that he wanted to talk to her peacefully before then, and it was best to get her consent.

  Who knows, there was such a mistake in this.

Professor Wu said cautiously on the side, "Basically, there are very few patients who are willing to go to a psychologist. In ordinary people's consciousness, seeing a psychologist means that they are sick, and they are afraid that others will look strangely. Looking at oneself, naturally, there is a psychology of resistance.

  However, your Excellency, the President, don’t have to worry. People’s hearts seem strong, but they are actually vulnerable. As long as I come here every day and chat with Ms. Wen as a friend, I will definitely open Ms. Wen’s heart. "

  Sheng Shimo sat on the sofa and pressed her swollen temples with her well-knotted fingers, looking a little irritable.

   casually sent Professor Wu away, "I will notify you when I come next time."

   "Yes!" Professor Wu responded, then turned around and left the presidential palace.

  At noon, the dishes on the table have been prepared, but Wen Churan has not been seen for a long time.

   Seeing Sheng Shimo’s face getting more and more ugly, the servant hurriedly said, “Miss Wen just passed a message saying that she was full of anger and couldn’t eat anything. Let us... leave her alone...”

  "Bring up the food!" Mo said coldly, his tone was strong, "No matter what you think of, let her eat! If she doesn't eat, you will get out of the presidential palace!"

  Hearing this, the servant in the restaurant turned pale with fright, and hurried to prepare the dishes.

  (End of this chapter)