Eternal Son-in-law

Peach Blossom's mother blinked and looked at Chen Zhijun. She didn't dare to ask as she was afraid something bad would happen to her daughter.    

    

"The operation was successful." Chen Zhijun said with a smile.    

    

"Huuu ~ ~ ~"    

    

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, then happily smiled.    

    

"Thank you, Doctor! "Thank you, Doctor!" Peach Blossom's mother shook Chen Zhijun's hand, tears flowed down her cheeks.    

    

"That's what we should do." Chen Zhi Ming didn't say much. He just smiled as he accepted everyone's praise and thanks.    

    

Chen Zhijun said nothing about Wu's performance and his contribution to the operation.    

    

This was Hsiao Hee's instruction when he came out. He didn't want to expose this to the media again.    

    

But this may be what's called Murphy's Law, "Things tend to go the wrong way".    

    

Just when Hsiao Hee left the crowd and wanted to return home.    

    

However, Song Ye, the big boss of Weiyang Entertainment Media, walked towards him with big steps.    

    

With a passionate expression, he stretched out his hand towards Hsiao Hee and said, "As expected of Mr. Hsiao, I knew that with you, this would be a good thing!"    

    

When everyone heard Song Ye's words, they were enlightened.    

    

For a moment, they thought of "Mr. Hsiao's" great achievements.    

    

"Mr. Hsiao is really a role model for us!"    

    

"Of course, once Mr. Hsiao shows his face, there is nothing that can't be done!"    

    

"Mr. Hsiao!"    

    

"Mr. Hsiao!"    

    

As everyone was talking, they all cheered.    

    

"Everyone, you are flattering me. I am just a spectator. This operation was carried out smoothly, thanks to the efforts of all the medical personnel. They were very calm, and they were very skilled in medicine."    

    

Since things had already come to this, Hsiao Hee could only arrange all the pleasantries in front of everyone.    

    

"Mr. Hsiao!" We have to hug! " Song Ye came closer. His voice was very clear, allowing others to see it. It was due to due gratitude that he asked to be embraced by Hsiao Hee.    

    

However, Hsiao Hee had goosebumps all over his body. He quickly took a step back.    

    

Hsiao Hee had already heard about this uncle's special interests from Sun Yanran.    

    

To avoid embarrassment, Hsiao Hee laughed and said, "Haha, don't mention it, Mr. Song! This is what we should do! "Oh my, I just had an operation and I'm covered in dirt, so I won't be hugging you anymore."    

    

"Alright, I won't hug you!" "Then can we shake hands?" As Song Ye spoke, he reached out and grabbed Hsiao Hee's hand.    

    

Hsiao Hee's expression froze.    

    

Forget it, I'm giving it my all now. Worse comes to worse, I'll just use 100 degrees of boiling water to sterilize it. Since he's currently at the Golden Core Stage, hot water is nothing.    

    

However, just when Hsiao Hee felt that it would be over if he could bear with it.    

    

A subtle change appeared on Hsiao Hee's outstretched right hand.    

    

Song Ye suddenly let go of Hsiao Hee's right hand. He opened up his thumb finger and touched Hsiao Hee's palm.    

    

Following which, he loosened his grip, turned around and spoke to the beautiful secretary behind him, "Immediately hold a press conference to announce the success of the Peach Blossom operation!"    

    

Hsiao Hee stood there blankly for a good while.    

    

Since he had returned to Earth, this was the first time he truly realized that he should train hard.    

    

He was furious that his current cultivation base was far from sufficient.    

    

If only he was a body transformation expert.    

    

Even if this hand was directly chopped off, as long as the primordial spirit was not destroyed, the physical body would be regenerated through the use of spiritual energy.    

    

That's right.    

    

Hsiao Hee had already considered whether he should make a mark and cut off this hand when he reached the Body Fusion stage.    

    

He was an exalted immortal emperor who once ruled over an entire world, suppressing all existences in the primordial era. Yet today, someone was here to touch him?    

    

The one who touched his hand was actually a man, a GAY!?    

    

Hsiao Hee really couldn't accept it.    

    

"What is it? The sound of the waves is still as loud as before? " Sun Yanran stood beside Hsiao Hee with a smile and looked at him with narrowed eyes.    

    

Hsiao Hee was silent for a long time. Finally, he turned his head and pulled Sun Yanran's sleeve, rubbing it again and again with a look of disgust.    

    

"You have a share this time."    

    

"..."    

    

The most luxurious and famous hotel in Jiangxia was not the Yue Hua Hotel.    

    

However, Yue Hua Hotel was an international hotel with the best location in Jiangxia City, the most open field of vision, and the most accessible traffic.    

    

At the front desk, two blond men were checking in.    

    

A very amiable uncle with a full beard was chatting with the beautiful front desk who handled the paperwork. His ID was Jack.    

    

The other man in casual clothes seemed to be a bit introverted. He pulled a huge black suitcase and silently waited at the side. The ID card he showed was Richard.    

    

Two very popular names.    

    

They chose the most expensive presidential suite in the hotel, so they got the best service.    

    

The receptionist was especially enthusiastic when facing these two foreigners, and a hotel waiter took the initiative to help them carry the luggage.    

    

"Sir, please allow me to serve you." The waiter spoke fluent English and reached for the box in the man's hand.    

    

"No need."    

    

Richard drew back his hand from the suitcase, his tone icy.    

    

However, to the waiter's surprise, the other party spoke in Chinese!    

    

"It's alright, it's my honor to serve you." The waiter thought that the mister's refusal was due to introspection, so he said so with a smile.    

    

"I said no, don't you understand me?" A light flashed in the man's eyes as he spoke without anger or authority.    

    

The waiter trembled. When he was stared at by the man's gaze, he felt as if he couldn't breathe properly.    

    

It was as if a sharp knife had pierced through his forehead, and with just a little bit of force, it would be able to take his life!    

    

The waiter didn't know how he got the feeling, so he just stood there for a long time without making a sound.    

    

When Jack saw this, he immediately glared at his companion.    

    

He put his hand on the waiter's shoulder and smiled. "Hey, are you okay? My bro is just like that, don't lower yourself to the same level as him. "    

    

Jack spoke quite fluently in Chinese. He even had the boldness of a northern man, which made people feel very comfortable listening to him.    

    

"No, no …"    

    

The waiter took a cautious look at Richard and stopped looking at him.    

    

Due to such a small incident, the waiter did not dare to be overly attentive.    

    

After helping them open the door to their room, he tactfully left.    

    

"Richard, you almost missed it, you know? You shouldn't do this to a waiter. " After entering the room, Jack complained to his companion in dissatisfaction.    

    

"He talks too much." Richard answered simply.    

    

"However, this is a necessary service for the hotel. Don't you understand? We are currently in China, a bustling city. Damn it, we are not in those small countries that are weak, so you'd better hide that unpleasant face of yours! " Jack looked at his companion and warned.    

    

"Open the door, do you want to duel me?" Richard said, staring at him coldly.