My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Hearing her son's explanation, Fang Yueqiu's face was very complicated and strange.

After a while, he said worriedly, "Son, are you all right? Why are you talking nonsense today? Come, let Mom see if you are sick."

Saying that, he raised his hand to check the temperature of his forehead.

Song Zixuan raised his hand to block hers, "Mom, stop joking, your son is so tough, how could something happen."

Song Zixuan's tone was somewhat sarcastic when it came to his life being tough.

Obviously, he usually kept saying in his mouth that he was not a lonely star, but he still cared about it in his heart.

"son……"

Hearing the sarcasm in her son's tone, Fang Yueqiu's expression froze, her eyes full of pain and guilt.

The happy atmosphere between the two suddenly became extremely heavy.

"Other things, I'll explain to you later."

Song Zixuan looked away, and after speaking, he walked back to the seat he was sitting in just now.

Fang Yueqiu looked at her son's back and sighed silently.

My own sons actually hate them, don't they?

After all, they left their son alone for so many years abroad, like an orphan without a parent.

However, there is nothing they can do. If they don't send their son out of the country, the father-in-law's life will not be saved.

After Lu Zijia said hello to Old Man Song and Song Zhuohai who were seated opposite her, she didn't speak any more.

And the old man Song and Song Zhuohai just nodded to her, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything.

After Song Zixuan came over, he gave them a brief introduction, and then said directly, "Grandpa, Dad, Lu Zijia is the master I invited back, and now he is here to solve the problem for me."

Song Zhuohai frowned first, "To solve the problem? To solve what problem?

If you are not feeling well, you should go to the hospital for examination first. If there are other problems, you can also discuss with your family. "

"Besides, if you want to find a master to solve the problem, you can just contact your aunt directly. It's not that you don't know, your aunt has always known a master.

Something happened at Miss Lu Er's house. She should be very busy now, so you shouldn't bother her. "

Song Zhuohai said this nicely and euphemistically, but it didn't change it. He didn't believe Lu Zijia's fact at all.

Before Song Zixuan could speak, Song Zhuohai suddenly said to Lu Zijia, "By the way, it sounds like a bit of fate.

Miss Lu Er should know Ye Nanbo, right? He is the son of Aunt Zixuan. "

Hearing the name Ye Nanbo, Lu Zijia naturally felt very familiar.

No, it should be said that the original owner was very familiar with it.

Ye Nanbo, the eldest young master of the Ye family is arrogant and knowledgeable. He has become the deputy of the Ye family at a very young age. He is truly young and promising.

However, it is such a young and promising man who deliberately provokes the original owner after he has a fiancée.

After being noticed by Lu Wanyue, he poured all the dirty water on the original owner, so that the original owner's reputation became bad.

The classmates in the school are like avoiding the god of plague.

Ye Nanbo can be regarded as one of the murderers who killed the original owner, and her first official business was Ye Nanbo's uncle's house. I have to say, this is really as Song Zhuohai said: Destiny.

Not knowing what to think, Lu Zijia's beautiful face suddenly raised a brilliant smile.

"Of course I know him. He is my future brother-in-law. How could I not know him?"