My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Did you hear what other security guards said when you were passing by?

But it's not right. The security guard in front of him said that he has no children.

It's not that Lu Zijia didn't feel Du Xiangjun's doubts, but he didn't mean to explain.

"Already, you'd better go to the hospital with your wife for a check-up."

Lu Zijia left such an unclear sentence and left with Du Xiangjun.

Seeing that Lu Zijia's mother and daughter got into the taxi, they quickly walked away. The security guard who stood there continued to scratch his head in confusion.

After thinking about it for a long time, the security guard finally decided that he must take his daughter-in-law to the hospital for a checkup when he goes back.

It was because Lu Zijia's tone was so certain just now that he couldn't help believing that his daughter-in-law was really pregnant.

After the results of the final examination at the hospital came out, the security guard was extremely glad that he believed Lu Zijia's words and took his daughter-in-law to the hospital for examination.

Otherwise, the child he and his daughter-in-law finally looked forward to might disappear without even noticing.

Because the doctor said that his daughter-in-law was four weeks pregnant, it was easy to cause slippage due to her poor health, and she needed to be carefully raised.

Of course, these things are for later.

After leaving the Lu family, Du Xiangjun finally decided to go to a two-story villa that her parents gave her before her marriage.

Back then, she didn't listen to her family's advice and insisted on marrying Lu Baichuan, almost falling out with her family.

Since then, she has never been to this small villa again, and has rarely contacted the Du family.

Because she has no face, she has no face to face her family who loved and cared so much.

"Mom, do you think of grandpa and them again?"

Du Xiangjun looked at the ordinary two-story villa in front of him and fell into memory. The original owner was very familiar, because Du Xiangjun would show such an expression when he was wonderful.

"No, Mom is just... just a little vague."

Du Xiangjun came back to his senses and denied it with a wry smile.

Lu Zijia knew that she wasn't telling the truth, but she didn't say much.

After all, no matter how much other people persuade her, it's useless if she can't get out of the dead end by herself.

Du Xiangjun took out the key to open the door. After pushing the door in, he found that the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as many years ago, and they were still spotless. It seemed that someone had already come to clean them.

Du Xiangjun couldn't help feeling sour because she knew who arranged for the cleaning.

Lu Zijia pretended not to see her mother crying and laughing, and quietly went to the kitchen, leaving the space for her mother.

Lu Zijia wandered up and down the study in novelty, and when he saw that there were ingredients in the refrigerator, he planned to make dinner.

It was already around seven o'clock in the evening, and if she didn't eat anything, she was afraid that she would faint from hunger.

Moreover, her current mother seems to be... a kitchen killer?

After more than half an hour, Lu Zijia finally made two dishes and one soup according to the original owner's memory and found that she had forgotten to cook the rice!

While Lu Zijia was waiting for the two dishes and one soup in front of him, Du Xiangjun's voice came from behind.

"Jiajia, someone came to you outside and said it was your friend." Du Xiangjun looked hesitant, looking at his daughter as if he wanted to ask, but was afraid of hurting her.

Lu Zijia frowned slightly when she heard the words, and did not think that the person who came to her outside was really her friend.

After all, the original owner didn't have a friend who could talk to her, let alone come to her house to find her.

The most important point is that when their mother and daughter arrived at this small villa, someone was looking for them.

It doesn't feel right no matter what.

Although she thought so, Lu Zijia smiled lightly at her mother on the surface, saying that it was all right.

"Mom, I cooked two dishes, you should be hungry too, so put your stomach first!"

Why do you say pad your stomach instead of eating?

That's because there is no food!

Lu Zijia walked unhurriedly to the courtyard of the small villa, and saw through the big iron gate a young man in black with a resolute face standing beside a black car.

In just an instant, information about the young man in black appeared in Lu Zijia's mind.

Mu Yunhao, 25 years old, the vice president of the Mu Group, has appeared on the cover of many magazines, and is known as the spokesperson of Mu Tianyan.

ps: Today's 4th update is completed~ Happy holidays to the singles, hahaha~