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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!

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Who Is the Real Master? (4)

Editor: Henyee Translations

Five minutes later.

"Judging from your face, your wife is already more than three months pregnant. Think about it carefully. Has your wife been throwing up or suddenly craving something sour lately?"

Gu Nian still had her hands behind her back and said like an expert.

Hearing that, the young man in the leather jacket scratched his head. "I've been busy helping my Dad run the company lately, so I didn't pay much attention. I… I should call my wife and ask her."

The young man in a leather jacket said as he immediately took out his phone and called his wife.

Everyone around looked at the young man in a leather jacket, as if they were looking forward to the answer.

Two minutes later, the young man in a leather jacket hung up with an unconcealable joy on his face.

"M-Master Gu, my wife said she has really been throwing up and craving for sour things lately.