The personal doctor of the beautiful president

Peng Junna was hesitating when suddenly a hand was placed on her shoulder.

In astonishment, she was taken aback.

Although she was thinking about something, she was a little distracted, but as a professional killer, she has always been very alert. How could it be possible that she didn't notice when someone got close?

It's impossible to say that the frenzied battle last night exhausted her physical and mental strength. There is only one explanation, that is, the people close to her are too strong.

If the other party has murderous intentions, I'm afraid that the current self is already seriously injured.

"Don't worry, it's me." A slightly familiar voice came from beside my ear.

Peng Junna turned her head and saw that it was Mrs. Han, looking at her with a smile on her face.

It's just that there is something interesting in this smile.

Peng Junna felt a little embarrassing. When she was in Han's Village, she pretended to be Han Xingye's fiancée, and was treated like a daughter-in-law by his wife, and even accepted a gift from her mother-in-law to her daughter-in-law.

Now everyone in the Han family must know that they are counterfeit, it feels so embarrassing.

Peng Junna was about to send the meeting gift back disheveledly, but Mrs. Han took her hand: "In my heart, you are still my daughter-in-law."

Peng Junna was stunned: "Han Xingye is going to get married soon, and the bride is not me."

"I know, but it doesn't affect how I treat you as my daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, Peng Junna felt a rare warmth in her heart.

She asked again: "Then his legal wife is not your daughter-in-law?"

"Of course, you don't affect each other." Madam said: "My son is so good, three wives and four concubines are not too much."

Han Ruokong on the side was shocked.

In my own place, those who are controlled by my wife to death, let alone three wives and four concubines, even if I look at other beauties more, I will die a miserable death.

On the other hand, the treatment of the son is really one heaven and one earth, which cannot be compared.

"Don't worry, your daughter-in-law is not in name only, and we won't let you suffer." Madam Han said, "You are a rare talent. Our family has some jobs and needs someone to take care of them. At present, my sister is alone. If someone supports you, you can go and give her a hand and let her lead you."

Peng Junna's mood suddenly became agitated.

She knew very well what the "work" Madam referred to was what she was good at and liked the most.

Compared to the power she wields in Jiangcheng, compared to the hermit family, she is nothing worth mentioning. To put it bluntly, now that she is being favored by his wife, it can be said that she is like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate, and a black-bone chicken becoming a phoenix.

In particular, who is Madam's sister?That is a myth in the killer world, the undisputed number one Medusa in the world.

As a killer, the one Peng Junna looked up to and worshiped the most was the legendary Medusa.

Madam asked Medusa to take her now, obviously to train her, and maybe even let her take over and manage this organization in the future.

For Peng Junna, this is irresistible.

Originally, he was still confused about the future, but in the blink of an eye, there was a golden road paved in front of him.

The ups and downs of life are so exciting.

"Take a good rest for a few days and adjust your state. You will be busy in the future." The lady patted Peng Junna's hand and said, "I'm going to attend my son's wedding tomorrow, do you want to go with me?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Peng Junna's face was slightly red, and she shook her head: "I won't go."

"Actually, it's okay to take part in it. Watching the excitement and having a glass of wedding wine doesn't mean you're going to make a fuss at the wedding."

"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't like the bride, so I can't help but kill her with a knife."

Madam smiled and said: "A mature person must learn to control himself. The more he faces an enemy, the more he must smile."

Han Ruokong suddenly muttered: "If you see the old Taoist priest at the wedding, you must control yourself and don't make the scene too ugly."

Madam's face instantly changed from sunny to cloudy, cloudy to cloudy, and cloudy to rainstorm.

"That thief, I'm going to tear him into pieces."

Just now I said that mature people should control themselves, is that how you control?

Peng Junna said in a low voice: "You are talking about Han Xingye's grandfather Jishi Daoist, right? He has already told Han Xingye that in order to avoid embarrassment, he will not come to the wedding."

"This old man is quite sensible, so let him go first." The lady was stunned for a moment, and then resumed her previous smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter if he comes, I am such a controlling person, I won't explode on the spot of."

Han Ruokong smiled without saying a word.

The madam snorted coldly, ignored him, and held Peng Junna's hand and said, "Speaking of which, I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's wedding. The scene must be very lively. It will be the wedding of the century."

Peng Junna felt a little embarrassed, the bride is not her, so what does it have to do with her whether the wedding is lively or not?
But she also understands his wife's feelings: her long-lost son is about to start a family and enter a new stage of life, which is of great significance to a mother.

From Madam's point of view, the so-called "century wedding" is actually similar to a play house. Now that she is so looking forward to it, what she cares about is not the ostentation of the wedding, but the meaning of the wedding.

At this moment, Peng Junna's cell phone rang a notification tone.

Pick it up and see that it is a push message.

"Starting at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the whole wedding of Han Xingye and Xiao Yuerong will be broadcast live."

Peng Junna turned off her phone, frowned and muttered: "The current entertainment industry is really shameless for asking for money. Because there is no lower limit for traffic, even weddings have to be broadcast live, how boring it is."

Madam showed a playful smile: "Aren't you more boring if you still pay attention to his live broadcast room?"

Peng Junna explained with a little embarrassment: "Occasionally, when you are free, pass the time."

"Nowadays there are so many entertainment methods, some of which are ways to pass the time, why only pay attention to his live broadcast." The lady smiled and said: "If you feel bored, I suggest you uninstall the live broadcast software, so that you don't have to watch the boring live broadcast tomorrow Now, I won’t receive boring push messages in the future.”

Peng Junna's expression suddenly turned a little exciting, but she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Han Ruokong said to his wife: "Okay, don't tease the child, it's not easy for her."

The lady glared at him, but said nothing.

But after many years of husband and wife, Han Ruokong is a standard strict wife, and has long learned to read and comprehend. Even if his wife does not speak, he can interpret the meaning with just a look.

"What do you know, this woman has a very strong character, she has to be suppressed from time to time, I'm helping my son manage the backyard..."