17: Chapter 17 A stunningly beautiful and aloof noblewoman! Subconscious hypnosis…

Zhou Liangan only felt a wave of helplessness welling up in his heart. "I have already said everything that needed to be said. As for whether you believe it or not, that is entirely up to you."

These words acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the emotions Su Wanyun had suppressed for a long time.

Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes narrowed sharply, and the coldness churning at the bottom of them almost solidified into substance. "In that case, you have no intention of returning my son?"

Zhou Liangan rubbed his brow, feeling a splitting headache.

Looking at Su Wanyun's tense jawline and her white-knuckled fingertips, he finally softened his tone. "Mom, your psychological pressure has been too high lately. I suggest you see a psychiatrist."

Su Wanyun acted as if she had heard some ridiculous joke; the coldness in her beautiful eyes intensified. "What did you say?"

Su Wanyun stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, her eyes filled with incredulous anger, as if she would tear this "imposter" to shreds in the next second.

Zhou Liangan, however, seemed not to notice Su Wanyun's rage. Instead, he took a step forward and reached out to grasp her icy wrist.

The contact was freezing cold. Zhou Liangan could even clearly feel the uncontrollable trembling of Su Wanyun's fingertips.

"Mom, you are too suspicious." Zhou Liangan's voice was very soft, as if coaxing a tantrum-throwing child. "The reason for this situation might be the environment you have lived in for a long time, which has made you lack a sense of security. That is why you have become like this."

Su Wanyun abruptly pulled her hand back.

She kept a cold face, turned her head away, and refused to look at Zhou Liangan. Her tone was full of aloofness that kept people at a distance. "Stop spouting nonsense! I don't need to see any psychiatrist at all."

Who was she, Su Wanyun?

She was a ruthless character who could laugh and talk amidst a storm of blades and swords; how could she possibly need any psychological counseling?

Zhou Liangan looked at Su Wanyun's beautiful but cold eyes. "Mom, it must be hard being in the Su Family alone, right?"

There were no scheming calculations, no tit-for-tat probes, just a simple greeting.

Su Wanyun's whole body shuddered, as if this sentence had pierced the softest part of her heart.

Looking at the sincerity in Zhou Liangan's eyes, those typically sharp pupils revealed a rare, unspeakable tenderness.

She turned her head away in a somewhat flustered manner, not daring to meet Zhou Liangan's gaze again. "There is no need for an imposter like you to comfort me. I warn you, if you do not return my son, I will definitely kill you."

"I am right here; you can call someone to do it right now." Zhou Liangan showed not a shred of fear. "I don't think you wouldn't dare to kill me; I just feel sorry for you. I didn't expect the Su Family to force you into this state."

Su Wanyun's pupils contracted sharply. Looking at the face right in front of her, and the undisguised heartache in Zhou Liangan's eyes, her heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something, and she felt a sense of bewilderment.

Before Su Wanyun could react, Zhou Liangan had already reached out, his fingertips gently brushing over the slightly messy strands of hair at her temples.

Zhou Liangan's movements were very light, carrying a hint of cautious tenderness, as if he were treating a priceless treasure.

"Mom, I have grown up." Zhou Liangan's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a reassuring power. "From now on, you don't have to carry everything by yourself. I can protect you."

Su Wanyun looked at the tenderness flowing in Zhou Liangan's eyes, and her heart trembled violently.

She hurriedly turned her head away, not daring to look at Zhou Liangan's eyes again, but her voice softened unconsciously. "Do you think I would believe you just by saying some ridiculous things like this?"

Zhou Liangan looked at her reddening earlobes and sighed softly.

He knew that this woman's mental defenses were far stronger than he had imagined.

Force would not work; he had to use wisdom.

"Sigh! I know you won't easily trust others." Zhou Liangan withdrew his hand, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness. "I will look up some books on psychology tonight, and tomorrow I will give you some psychological counseling."

"No need!" Su Wanyun turned back abruptly, staring fixedly at him, her eyes full of stubbornness. "Just return my son to me."

Zhou Liangan looked at Su Wanyun's unyielding attitude, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Liangan did not speak again, just stared fixedly into Su Wanyun's eyes.

Those pitch-black pupils seemed to hide a bottomless vortex, carrying a strange bewitching power.

Su Wanyun only felt the figure in front of her gradually blur, and the sounds in her ears also became distant...

...

Placing Su Wanyun gently onto the soft, large bed and tucking her in, Zhou Liangan turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Standing in the hallway, Zhou Liangan looked at the closed door, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

This woman was indeed smart, smart to a frightening degree.

However, her personality had obvious paranoid traits, accompanied by typical symptoms of chronic anxiety disorder. The specific symptoms were persistent hypervigilance, baseless suspicion of others' motives, and an inner tension that was difficult to alleviate.

This might be closely related to the high-pressure and hostile vicious competition environment she had been in for a long time.

In such an environment, an individual's self-protection mechanism would be over-activated, thereby forming a vicious cycle of "distrust - excessive defense," ultimately leading to cognitive deviations and impaired emotional regulation capabilities.

No wonder this woman had already started showing some antisocial personality tendencies.

However, this personality also had a fatal weakness.

If she could be made to believe that he was Zhou Liangan, then this woman would dote on him to a crazy degree.

At that time, she would follow his every word, and no matter what request he made, she would not hesitate in the slightest.

Therefore, right now, he just had to wait until tomorrow when he gave her the psychological counseling, and give her some psychological hints at the right moment to make her completely believe that he was her biological son. Then his goal would be achieved.

The night passed without incident.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, Zhou Liangan drove to Su Wanyun's villa.

In the living room, Su Wanyun was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Today, she was a completely different person from the haggard woman of yesterday.

Her complexion was very good; she had clearly rested well.

Hearing footsteps, Su Wanyun looked up, her beautiful eyes sweeping over Zhou Liangan casually. Her tone was unreadable. "I didn't expect my son to have learned hypnosis."

Su Wanyun's voice was calm, but in those beautiful eyes, deep suspicion still flickered.

Zhou Liangan, however, seemed not to hear the probing in her words. He walked straight to the front of Su Wanyun and sat down on the sofa next to her.

He turned his head slightly to look at Su Wanyun's exquisite profile, his voice carrying a perfectly measured grievance. "Mom, you divorced Dad and cleaned out so many of Dad's illegitimate children. If I were to behave in a way that exceeded his control, do you think Dad would deal with me?"

Su Wanyun's hand holding the newspaper paused slightly. She did not speak, but she did not refute either.

Seeing this, Zhou Liangan's tone carried a self-deprecating bitter smile. "So Mom, I definitely had to restrain my own sharpness. And before you left, you didn't spend much time with me. Actually, at first, I deliberately acted like a playboy just to attract the attention of both of you."

Speaking of this, Zhou Liangan's voice lowered, and a touch of loneliness appeared on his face. "But both of you were always too busy with your respective careers and had no time to pay attention to me at all."

Su Wanyun's body shuddered violently, as if she had been hit hard by this sentence.

Looking at the loneliness in Zhou Liangan's eyes, her heart felt as if it were blocked by something, feeling painfully sour.

Complex colors surfaced in her beautiful eyes. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but only let out a dry syllable. "I..."

The corner of Zhou Liangan's mouth hooked into an imperceptible arc.

It was working!

Next, he just needed to play the family card and complete the psychological suggestion step by step to completely break through this woman's psychological defenses.

He did not rush to speak, just sat there quietly, letting the silence spread between them.

After a long time, Zhou Liangan slowly opened his mouth, using a professional psychological guidance tone to lead the topic toward the lack of childhood affection.

He did not blame or complain; he just used a calm tone to recount a child's longing for parental love.

His voice was very soft, like spring rain, moistening things silently.

Su Wanyun's psychological defenses crumbled bit by bit under his words.

Suspicion was gradually replaced by guilt.

Su Wanyun lowered her head, her long eyelashes drooping to cover the emotions churning in her eyes.

After a long while, she looked up, her voice carrying a hint of choking. "Liangan, I didn't expect that you acted so much like a playboy when you were little just to attract our attention."

Zhou Liangan nodded, the loneliness in his eyes deepening. "Yes! Unfortunately, back then, you and Father were both busy with your own careers. My little tricks were nothing in front of you."

"I'm sorry!" Su Wanyun's delicate body trembled slightly. She looked into Zhou Liangan's eyes, her voice filled with deep guilt. "It was Mom's lack of consideration before. In the future, Mom will make up for all that missing maternal love. Mom has decided not to return to the provincial capital for now."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Liangan's pupils contracted sharply, and ten thousand expletives raced through his heart!

What a joke!

He had gone to such great lengths just to get her sent back to the provincial capital as soon as possible.

Who asked you not to return to the provincial capital?

However, looking at the full guilt and expectation in Su Wanyun's eyes, Zhou Liangan knew he could not refuse.

The emotional atmosphere had been built up to this point; if he continued to try to get Su Wanyun to leave, it would definitely arouse this woman's suspicion.

At that time, all previous efforts would be in vain.

Zhou Liangan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the collapse in his heart, and squeezed a brilliant smile onto his face. His tone was full of undisguised "joy." "Really? I'm so happy!"

Su Wanyun's graceful and exquisite body trembled slightly, complex emotions surging in her beautiful eyes as she opened her arms...