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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · Urban
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2300 Chs

Take the Blame

Editor: Henyee Translations

Every debt had its debtor. What did this wretched girl mean? Did she put all the blame on him?

Even if he didn't kill the Deputy Director himself back then, the Deputy Director was seriously injured and her power was already taken away. She would die sooner or later. But now, this damn girl made him take all the blame!

How shameless!

"Damn girl, don't think that I'll take the blame for you just because you say so!" Luo Baode gritted his teeth.

Lu Zijia continued to look innocent. "Director, you're as strong as a bull. It's more than enough for you to take the blame. I'm too weak to take it."

As the saying went, one would not die if a friend had died. It was better for one person to take the blame than two people. So, she could only sacrifice Mr. Director.

The Director was "so young", but he was already the Director of the Administration Office. He must be quite capable.

So, the Director would definitely take the blame.