The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 65 Weekend Banquet
On Saturday, the sunlight shone through the thin curtains of the hotel onto Fu Yuan's face, waking her from her sleep.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and remembered that she had an appointment with Tang Meng's mother today.

After a simple wash, she ate the breakfast brought by Wang Fugui on the table, carefully selected a simple set of clothes, and went out.

The streets of Lin City were bustling with activity, people coming and going, and traffic was heavy. Fu Yuan arrived at the agreed address and arrived at an elegantly decorated restaurant.

As soon as she stepped into the restaurant, she saw Mrs. Tang waving to her enthusiastically.

"Dr. Fu, we've finally got you here!" Mrs. Tang smiled widely and stood up from the sofa in the front desk waiting area to greet her.

Fu Yuan smiled and replied, "Sorry, the road is a bit congested."

Her eyes fell on a young man next to Tang Meng's mother. The young man looked to be in his 20s, with a handsome face and a hint of youthfulness in his eyes.

"This is my son, Tang Feng," Mrs. Tang introduced. "The food has been ordered at the table. Nannan is inside. She's been talking about wanting to see you."

"Excellent talent."

Fu Yuan praised politely, and the three of them walked inside. Tang Feng seemed to have some difficulty walking, so he walked last.

Tang style?

Fu Yuan suddenly remembered that Wu Ping’s fourth husband seemed to be called Tang Feng.

But looking at the young man in front of me, he is gentle and shy, so he should not be married yet.

Coincidentally, the two have the same name.

But then he remembered that they had both been in a car accident, so Fu Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Where is Tang Feng studying, and what year is he in now?"

Actually, she wanted to ask if he was married, but it was a bit abrupt to ask that.

Mrs. Tang smiled and said, "He's 25 now, but he looks younger. He graduated more than a year ago."

As she spoke, she remembered that Fu Yuan seemed to have just graduated and already had his own career. She couldn't help but sigh: "Girls are less troublesome. My daughter is the same. She is usually very well-behaved. But this boy looks like he is here to collect a debt."

Fu Yuan said, "He looks like a scholar to me. Are you kidding me?"

Mrs. Tang muttered, "He's a shady scholar who hadn't said a word before. He just graduated and met a little girl from nowhere. They got married without telling us. We were really scared at the time."

"Hahaha, what kind of person is he? Since he likes it, there must be something outstanding about him." Fu Yuan laughed and continued, intentionally asking about the situation.

Mrs. Tang showed disdain on her face. "I'm not discriminating against people from the mountain villages. We also worked hard in the countryside. But I saw that girl and she's not a decent person. I also secretly checked later and found out that she had been married to several husbands, but none of them ended well."

"After our Xiaofeng got into a car accident, she divorced him and I heard she married a rich old man."

Mrs. Tang wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Tang Feng: "Mom——"

"How could you say that about Xiao Ping? She's not the kind of person you describe! I was the one who wanted to divorce her. She was young and beautiful, and I didn't even know if she could walk at the time. Wouldn't that delay her?"

This time, Fu Yuan was 100% sure that the two people were the same person.

The two were about to start arguing again, and the room was already empty.

The waiter opened the door and bowed towards the three people. Fu Yuan slightly moved away and also bowed.

When the little girl Tang Meng saw Fu Yuan, she affectionately took her hand and pulled her to sit next to her, with an innocent smile on her face. The table was already filled with exquisite dishes, and the aroma was fragrant.

"Doctor Fu, please try some of these. These are the signature dishes of this restaurant." Mrs. Tang greeted him warmly. While serving food to Fu Yuan, she continued the previous topic, "Xiaofeng, I'm not being nosy. You're just too naive and were deceived by that woman."

Tang Feng's face flushed slightly, and he said embarrassedly: "Mom, it's all in the past, please don't say it anymore."

In fact, he had thought it through, but he still subconsciously spoke for Wu Ping.

At that time, the doctor said that it was fortunate that no serious damage was caused, and said that if it had been any later, both legs might have been lost.

Later, for some reason, he understood that his legs would never be able to walk again...

Since the divorce, Mrs. Tang has been instilling ideas in him, and he gradually felt that if Wu Ping was really a good person, there would be no need for divorce, as she would not become a vegetable.

Moreover, not long after the divorce, I heard that she found another rich old man. This was the fundamental reason for his awakening.

Fu Yuan observed Tang Feng calmly, thinking secretly in his heart.

She picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Auntie, since it's all in the past, let's not talk about these unhappy things. I think he has realized his mistake. This meal is meant to be a happy one."

Mrs. Tang finally realized what was happening and quickly said, "Yes, yes, Doctor Fu is right. Come on, everyone, start eating."

During the meal, Tang Meng kept calling "Sister, Sister" and kept sharing her interesting stories at school with Fu Yuan.

From winning a prize for his painting, to playing games with his friends, to his future ambition to be a psychologist like Fu Yuan... you can't tell at all that he once suffered from paranoia.

Fu Yuan listened patiently while eating, nodding in response from time to time, with a gentle smile on his face all the time.

"Doctor Fu, you don't know that your daughter misses you so much at home and looks forward to seeing you every day." Mrs. Tang said with a smile.

Tang Meng pulled Fu Yuan's arm and said coquettishly, "Sister, can you come to my house to play next time?"

"Okay, I'll come see you when I'm free after I'm done with my work." Fu Yuan patted Tang Meng's head and turned to look at Tang Feng. "I heard from Auntie that you were in a car accident. How are you recovering now?"

Tang Feng put down his chopsticks and sighed slightly: "Much better, but sometimes walking is still a little difficult. In fact, after the car accident, my mind has been a little confused. I can't remember many things clearly, and I don't know if my previous decisions were right."

Fu Yuan's heart moved, and he felt that this might be a breakthrough.

Those things that happened to Wu Ping's ex-husband were probably not accidental, but Wu Ping was the one who interfered.

But they have never found any definitive evidence.

She frowned slightly and asked with concern, "Can't you remember? Then you can't remember anything before and after the car accident? For example, is there anything special related to your ex-wife that might help you recover your memory?"

Tang Feng's eyes were a little confused as he tried to recall: "I just remember that some time before the car accident, I seemed to have some strange dreams. There was a voice in the dream that kept talking to me, but I couldn't remember what it said. Now that I think about it, after Xiaoping and I got married, she always said some inexplicable things, as if she was hinting at something, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time."

Mrs. Tang couldn't help but interrupt: "What good can she say? She must be plotting against you!"

"Mom, please don't say that to her anymore." Tang Feng looked at his mother helplessly.

Fu Yuan pondered for a moment and decided to follow up on Tang Feng's question: "Do you remember what specific inexplicable things she said? Or, have you seen her interact with any strange people or visit any special places?"

Tang Feng shook his head, looked away, and took a bite of food: "I'm not sure. I was very busy with work during that time, often leaving early and returning late, so I didn't pay much attention to her affairs."

　The party seemed a little long... emmm.
　　(End of this chapter)