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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
2300 Chs

Disgusted

編輯: Henyee Translations

Lu Zijia didn't say anything and acquiesced to where he was going. She didn't want to be caught by those reporters anyway.

"Jiajia, how are you doing?"

Without getting a reply from Lu Zijia, Ye Nambo wasn't discouraged and he continued to speak gently.

"I'm sorry, Jiajia. What happened before… I didn't mean to hurt you. I had no idea things would turn out like that. I only knew from other people…"

Speaking of this, Ye Nambo showed bitterness on his face and his tone was indescribably lonely. "I only knew from other people that you became the Second Madame of the Mu family. Jiajia… I'm sorry.

"If I had known that something that couldn't be undone would happen that night, I would never have asked you out. Jiajia, do you… believe me?"

Lu Zijia looked straight ahead without changing her expression, as if the person next to her was talking nonsense.