My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator

My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
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Lu Zijia told her mother that she would take care of her sick friend and she would be home in a few days. He asked her not to worry.


“Jia..”.


Seeing his daughter leave, Du Xiangjun could not help but stop her, asking her what was hidden in his heart for a long time. He didn't feel very sure.


"Jia, can you tell me what really happened last night?"


“Did the hostess do something to you behind my back? Is she?"


"Tell me, if he does something bad to you, I will take revenge for you even if it means sacrificing my life!"


Du Xiangjun's voice was so frightened that he himself did not know what he was feeling.


With her daughter's hand in her hand, she clasped it tightly.


Lu Zijia knew that she had to tell Du Xiangjun what was happening; otherwise, she would have all sorts of strange thoughts striking her head.


He intended to explain at dinner, but Mu Yunhao suddenly appeared.


Lu Zijia immediately told him what happened that night. He also told her in a depressed tone that Mu Tianyan had done nothing to her but also saved her life.


But he also missed some other parts that should not be mentioned, such as how he was no longer the old Lu Zijia.


“Damn Lu Bochuan, how could he be so cruel! How can everyone in the Lu Family be so cruel!”


“You are their daughter and granddaughter! How could they treat you like this!”


“They're just assholes and worse than monsters! Oh my.h…."


Hearing the true story, Du Xiangjun cried out in despair, like a wounded wolf mother who only wanted to tear apart with their teeth that hurt her baby.


After a few cryful cries, Du Xiangjun cried and intended to rush out, intending to seek justice for his daughter.


Lu Zijia held onto Du Xiangjun and forced him to sit on the sofa as she comforted him by stroking his back.


“Jia, it's my fault! I'm so useless! If I take you away from the Lu Family, I will hardly lose you!”


"Jia, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry ..."


Du Xiangjun held onto his daughter and could not help but shiver. She still felt very scared by the fact that she almost lost her daughter.


Lu Zijia stroked him patiently as a touch of complicated gazes flashed across her eyes.


If Du Xiangjun knew that his biological daughter had died the night before, what would he do? Will it collapse completely?


A while later, Du Xiangjun calmed himself down, wiped the tears from his face, and pretended as if he was fine.


“I'm fine now, don't worry. Jia, go and take care of your friend, and never forget to take care of yourself!”


"Call me if anything happens, okay?"


Du Xiangjun forced a smile from himself with tears in his eyes. He continued to emphasize these words to his daughter, sounding extremely worried.


Lu Zijia nodded at what she said and left the villa under her mother's gaze.


Seeing his daughter leave, Du Xiangjun withdrew his smile. Soon, anger and hatred covered his face.


How could the Lu Family treat his beloved daughter like this. Did they really think that after he broke up with his own family, he was unable to do anything to the Lu Family?


Just wait and see, he will make them suffer, even if it means sacrificing his life!


Du Xiangjun sighed furiously, looking somewhat angry. He will actualize his anger.


But when she glanced at the table casually and saw the simple dinner made by her daughter, she instantly became friendly again.