My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Mrs. Zhao, what do you think?"

Lu Zijia's light-hearted question made Liang Yuhua's face pale instantly, and panic and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"This, this is impossible, my husband is a good person, how could he do such a thing!

Impossible, impossible! "

Liang Yuhua was emotional, and apparently also guessed a possibility that she could not accept.

That's right, what makes Liang Yuhua unacceptable is that Zhao Wentian participated in the fire that year!

Liang Yuhua shook his head frantically, unwilling to believe that possible fact.

Because in her heart, even if Zhao Wentian is not good in some aspects, she also knows that Zhao Wentian has always cared about her and her children.

Such Zhao Wentian is already a very good man in Liang Yuhua's heart.

But now she suddenly told her that the good man she had thought for many years turned out to be a murderous murderer? How could she accept this?

"Master Lu, did you make a mistake? My father would never do such a thing as murder!"

Zhao Ziteng also subconsciously denied it.

Even if his father is really bad in some respects, he is also his father!

I believe that no child is willing to believe that his father will be a murderer who seeks money and kills his life.

"Yes, yes, Master, my husband would never do such a thing, absolutely not!

It must be a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, Master, you promised me that you will definitely save my husband, I beg you, Master, you must save my husband! "

Liang Yuhua's eyes were red, and she was so emotional that she wanted to kneel to Lu Zijia on the spot.

However, Lu Zijia quickly stopped him.

"Mrs. Zhao is emotional now, and it is not suitable to talk about it any more, Master Zhao, please take Mrs. Zhao to rest first!

What's the matter, we'll talk about it tomorrow. "

After stopping Liang Yuhua from kneeling down, Lu Zijia looked directly at Zhao Ziteng and said.

Zhao Ziteng wanted to say something, but when he met Lu Zijia's irresistible eyes, he could only nod and take his mother back to the room.

After the Zhao family's mother and son returned to the room, Song Zixuan couldn't help lowering his voice and asked Lu Zijia, "Uncle Zhao, is it really related to the fire that year?"

Lu Zijia glanced at him lightly, and when Song Zixuan thought that she would not answer, she heard her say, "Mr. Zhao has murder on his body, do you think it has anything to do with him?"

Song Zixuan was shocked when he heard this, "No, isn't it?"

Although Song Zixuan's words were doubtful, he actually believed Lu Zijia's words in his heart.

In fact, not only Song Zixuan was shocked, but even Mu Yunhao couldn't help showing surprise.

Zhao Wentian, a famous philanthropist in the imperial capital, has naturally heard of it.

People outside commented that Zhao Wentian was a self-abiding, shrewd but not ruthless businessman.

Now it seems that it is not that he is not ruthless, but that he is too ruthless.

"How does Madam know?" Mu Tianyan, one of the bystanders, suddenly asked at this time.

Lu Zijia was already immune to the title "Mrs." in Mu Tianyan's mouth.

But when Song Zixuan heard it for the first time, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Mu Tianyan subconsciously.

It's just that when he met Mu Tianyan's cold eyes, he quickly looked away as if startled.