The Great Doctor Girl

He instinctively took half a step back, the smile on his face froze instantly, his eyes were fixed on me, and he muttered, "The power of this Vajra Power is amazing!" He looked like he wanted to see through the wonderful secret of this "Vajra Power" at a glance.

I finished my move and breathed a sigh of relief. The blush from exerting my strength hadn't yet faded, and I said with a certain amount of complacency, "This is just a superficial introduction. 'Vajra Power Kung Fu' emphasizes both internal and external cultivation. When exerting strength, one must have a clear mind, as pure as a mirror, and a clear and ethereal spirit. One must gather all the energy in the body into one stream, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. Only in this way can the force be pure and powerful."

Huang Junze scratched his head, his eyes shining brightly, and he shouted excitedly: "It sounds amazing, you are so awesome!" After that, he tried to do horse stance, but his posture was so crooked that he looked like a scarecrow that couldn't stand steadily. I couldn't help laughing when I saw it.

I quickly reached out to steady him and reminded him earnestly: "Horse stance is the foundation, keep your feet shoulder-width apart..." He took a few deep breaths, his expression solemn and focused, just like a passionate young man who had just entered the world of martial arts and was eager to show his skills.

I stood still, slowed down my movements and broke it down, explaining while gesturing: "Come on, when you start, slowly raise your hands as if holding a ball, quietly feel the air flowing around you, imagine that the energy is like a trickle, flowing along the meridians, into the dantian..." Huang Junze stared intently, concentrating on moving as he was told, but his hands were like wild horses, either too high or too low, and he was so anxious that beads of sweat oozed out of the tip of his nose.

Seeing this, I hurried to comfort him: "Don't be anxious. The most important thing to avoid when practicing this exercise is being impatient. You need to stay calm and proceed step by step." After that, I demonstrated it a few more times.

Under my guidance, he gradually got into the groove. This time, when he pushed his palms, he actually brought out a gust of strong wind. Although it was far less powerful than mine, it made him so excited that he jumped up and shouted, "Hey! I feel it. This kung fu is really amazing!" Our voices echoed through the mountains and forests. That day, I returned to the happy and simple life of my childhood.

In the early morning, the mist on Mount Paektu lingers like a veil on the branches of the forest, and poetry flows in the silence.

I stood in front of the wooden house, looking at the familiar plants and trees. The scenes of practicing and playing with my master in the past flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope, and nostalgia and emotion surged in my heart.

The master sat on a wooden stool beside him. His legs were much more flexible than before. Although he was still slow and staggering when he stood up, he was full of energy and spirit.

I walked forward, gently took my master's arm, and said reluctantly, "Master, I'm going back to Ancheng. Thanks to your guidance these past few days, I'm fine now. Don't worry."

Master raised his hand, his palm warm and full of traces of time. He patted my shoulder gently, his eyes kind and firm, and said earnestly: "Luo Shu, the world is complicated. Don't be blinded by hatred. I believe you can handle it well."

As I was talking, Huang Junze came over. I raised the corner of my mouth, straightened his collar, and said, "Junze, you are so busy and still come to accompany me. Thank you and Master. I have thought it through. Let's hurry back to Ancheng."

After briefly packing our belongings, we said goodbye to our master. I turned and set off alongside Huang Junze up the winding mountain road. The chirping of birds echoed through the forest, a farewell song. I took a deep breath of the cool air, my heart at peace, and the mountain breeze dispelled my hatred.

After returning home, Huang Junze started working like a workaholic.

The end of the year is approaching. Fine snow is falling outside the window, and the cold wind is howling and sweeping in, wrapping the entire city tightly in the biting cold of winter.

The house was a completely different scene, full of warmth and comfort.

After a busy day at work, I curled up in the soft sofa like a lazy kitten, wrapped in a warm blanket, holding a steaming cup of fragrant tea in my hand, flipping through the TV programs intermittently, with a slightly dazed look in my eyes.

"Click", the sound of unlocking came from the door.

I didn't need to look to know that Huang Junze was back.

He pushed the door open and walked in, carrying with him the cold air and the sharp smell of wind and snow, as if bringing the cold winter outside in as well.

He hung his heavy coat neatly on the hanger, strode over to me, and sat down next to me naturally.

He stretched out his strong arms and gently embraced me in his arms. His deep and magnetic voice was filled with laughter: "What are you looking at? Are you bored and staying here like a lazy bum?"

I raised my head lazily, rolled my eyes at him, and said coquettishly, "It's because someone has been working overtime recently, and there's no one to eat with me. I don't have the mood to eat properly alone, so I just ate a few bites." As I said that, I sighed softly and complained in a pretended aggrieved manner, "You don't know how boring it is for me to eat alone."

He looked down at me, his eyes filled with guilt, but that doting smile still lingered on his lips. "Then I'll have to make it up to you tonight, wife." After a pause, his expression suddenly straightened, and he looked at me intently. "The group's year-end party will be held on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month. I've specially invited important guests to attend. Would you be so kind as to accompany me, my wife?"

I was stunned for a moment, looking up at him in surprise, my eyes full of confusion. "Annual meeting? Important guests? And you want to bring me along?"

"Yes." He nodded solemnly, his tone serious and firm, "And not just with your family. I hope you'll be there, standing shoulder to shoulder with me, so that everyone knows how outstanding and powerful my wife is."

"But..." I frowned, a look of hesitation and worry on my face, "I've never participated in such an occasion before. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself and embarrass you."

"How can it be embarrassing? Just go to that station and don't say anything. Just be a living sign." He reached out and gently patted my shoulder, giving me an extremely reassuring smile. That smile seemed to carry endless power, making it irresistible. "You just need to stand by me, hold my hand, and leave everything else to me."

His eyes were too determined and too passionate for me to refuse.

I took a deep breath, as if I had made up my mind, and nodded: "Okay, since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly accompany you."

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, time passed slowly and arrived as expected.

In the afternoon, Huang Junze took me to the private dress studio he had arranged in advance.

As soon as I entered the door, a lady with elegant temperament and dignified manners came to greet me.

"Mr. Huang, this must be your wife, right?" Emily, the manager, said with a smile. Her eyes were gentle and sharp as she studied me carefully. "Mr. Huang has long since told me about your temperament. The dress he chose today must be suitable."

"Thank you." I smiled awkwardly. This was the first time I wore a suit except for my wedding.

I felt like there was a little rabbit in my heart, and I was very nervous.

Huang Junze sat aside with a confident look on his face, his hands casually placed on the armrests of the sofa. He looked so confident, as if everything was under his control.

Soon, Emily took out a champagne gold long dress.

The long skirt is breathtakingly beautiful. The slim fishtail design shows off the feminine curves to the fullest. The shoulders are embellished with sparkling crystals, and the hem drags on the ground, like a bunch of delicate roses bathed in the morning light.

I carefully put on my dress and stood in front of the mirror. I was so amazed by myself in the mirror that I was speechless.

"Are you satisfied?" Huang Junze's voice came from outside the door, with a hint of expectation in his voice.

I took a deep breath and slowly opened the door of the fitting room.

He was sitting casually on the sofa flipping through his phone. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at me. His eyes suddenly froze, as if time had stopped at that moment.

He put down his phone, stood up and walked to me, with an undisguised look of amazement in his eyes: "It's so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful that I don't want anyone else to see it."

I lowered my head and gently adjusted the hem of my skirt, trying to hide the slight blush that involuntarily appeared on my face.

Emily covered her mouth and laughed, "Boss Huang is not only good at complimenting people, but he also personally selected this dress in advance, which shows how much he put into it."

I was stunned and turned to look at Huang Junze, my eyes full of surprise and emotion.

He looked back at me calmly, a gentle smile on his lips. "Of course I have to prepare in advance. Since I'm bringing you along, I naturally want you to be the most dazzling presence in the room, so that everyone will be fascinated by you."

A warm feeling suddenly surged in my heart, like the spring sunshine melting the ice in the cold winter.

Looking up, I looked at him affectionately, revealing a heartfelt and extremely bright smile.

Then, makeup artist Mia did my makeup herself.

Her movements were gentle and delicate as she meticulously applied foundation, drew my eyebrows, and applied lipstick, transforming my original plain face into one of coolness and nobility.

The gently upward lines at the end of the eyes are like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly, and the bean paste-colored lip makeup adds a touch of gentleness and charm just right. Combined with the gloss of the dress, everything looks so perfect.

When I stood in front of the mirror again, the person in the mirror had looked completely different, as if he had been reborn.

"How is it?" Huang Junze stood behind me, his hands in his suit trouser pockets, his voice low and magnetic.

I looked up at myself in the mirror, then turned back to him, my eyes filled with disbelief: "I don't recognize you. It doesn't look like me."

His gentle smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel warm.

He reached out and took my hand, holding it tightly, as if giving me endless strength: "Don't be nervous, everyone's attention will be focused on you tonight, and I will always be by your side."

In the evening, we drove to the venue. The entrance of Ancheng's most luxurious five-star hotel was covered with a long red carpet, like a road to glory and honor.

The lights were as bright as stars, and the symphony of an internationally renowned orchestra was faintly heard from the venue.

Huang Junze put his arm around my waist, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Remember, you are Mrs. Huang, and leave the rest to me."

I nodded, took his hand, and walked into such a grand and luxurious place for the first time. I couldn't help feeling nervous.

Sure enough, as soon as we appeared, all eyes were cast at us like sharp swords.

The crowd began to whisper:

"Who is the lady next to Mr. Huang? Why have I never seen her before?"

"So Mr. Huang is married?"

"Is this the Madam? She is so beautiful that it makes people jealous!"

"Oh my god, I thought I still had a chance..."

A woman in a red dress walked towards them gracefully.

From the way her colleague greeted her, she learned that this person was Li Man, the sales director.

Her performance in the company was outstanding, and it was rumored that Huang Junze had publicly praised her many times, causing her to mistakenly believe that she occupied a special place in his heart.

"This lady is truly radiant," she said with a smile that seemed friendly, but there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Huang's family member? I heard that Mr. Huang rarely brings his family to such formal occasions."

I smiled slightly, the angle of my lips rising just right, and replied calmly yet politely, "Then guess what? Who would Mr. Huang bring along to such an important occasion?"

The smile on Li Man's face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Her eyes rolled quickly, and the subject suddenly changed: "Today is a truly auspicious day. Our sales department has achieved record-breaking performance. Mr. Huang once said that I am his most trusted assistant. I really look forward to the opportunity to communicate with you more in the future."

Her words were full of provocation, both explicitly and implicitly, intended to remind me of her importance to Huang Junze, as if to imply what ability I had to be by Mr. Huang's side?

I maintained an elegant smile, my eyes firm and clear, and said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, Director Li. However, I think Junze should value the overall efforts of a team more than the achievements of any one individual."

Although I don't have much experience in love, "monitoring tea" is easy for me. She underestimated the person in front of her.

Li Man's expression changed noticeably. She forced an awkward smile, her lips trembling slightly. She seemed about to say something else, but was interrupted by a cold voice: "Li Man, that's enough."

I looked up and saw Huang Junze striding towards me from the crowd. His eyes were filled with coldness, as if he could freeze the air around him.

He stood in front of us, looking at Li Man coldly. His gaze was like a sharp sword, making people shudder. "You are the director of the sales department. I hope you focus on your work, not my personal life. You should know that I hate it most when someone crosses the line."

Li Man's face turned pale, like a blank sheet of paper. She hurriedly explained, "Boss Huang, I just..."

"Just what?" Huang Junze's voice grew even colder, like a snowstorm in the dead of winter. "Don't forget, your performance is your duty, not a means to challenge my bottom line."

Li Man lowered her head, like an eggplant hit by frost, and dared not speak anymore. She turned around and left in a hurry, her back looking so embarrassed.

I looked at her fleeing back, and a complex emotion arose in my heart, a sense of relief, a sense of emotion, and a sense of helplessness about the complex human nature in the workplace.

The highlight of the evening was Huang Junze’s speech.

When the host announced that he was going to the stage, the lights in the venue dimmed and a spotlight shone on the center of the stage, like the brightest star in the night sky.

He walked onto the stage calmly, his upright figure like an unshakable mountain, exuding unparalleled charm and majesty.

"2023 will be a year of great harvest for Qianyuan Group and also a year of self-breakthrough for us." His voice was low and powerful, shocking.