Dammit! He still had to wait for a year? What he was afraid of was that there might be unexpected incidents after a year...
Bo Yeyuan had never felt such an urge to punch himself; seeing the angel Qiyu crying miserably, her tears... It was all his fault.
"Young Master, how about we try hypnosis again? It can't get any worse than it is now," Leike suggested, "What if it succeeds this time..."
"What's the worst result?" Bo Yeyuan staked his last hope on a gamble, "What will happen to her?"
The hypnotist's face was solemn, "Her brain might be injured, and she could become an idiot; or she might develop a mental illness, possibly go insane."
The worst result... was losing both Qiyus, and her ending up an idiot.
Bo Yeyuan's chest tightened, watching the angel Qiyu cry as she slowly crouched down, clutching her stomach.
Bo Yeyuan couldn't think of anything else, he scooped her up in his arms and rushed out, Leike hurriedly opened the door—
