My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Seeing Xia Fangqing’s pale face, Lu Bochuan grunted in disdain and immediately turned his gaze to Lu Wanyuan.

“You unfilial daughter, you want to leave me behind to enjoy life? Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning?”

Lu Wanyuan’s expression changed slightly, but she still said, “Mom’s right. Since you’ve already kicked her out of the Lu family, you have no relation at all.

“My brother and I have been close to Mom since we were little. Of course, we’ll go with Mom.”

Even though the Lu family hadn’t fallen yet, it was only a matter of time. She didn’t want to be a down-and-out Young Lady.

Besides, she and her brother weren’t Lu Bochuan’s blood-related children, so they weren’t members of the Lu family. Were they wrong if they didn’t want to be dragged down by the Lu family when the Lu family collapsed?

“Bullsh*t!”

Lu Bochuan widened his eyes and glared at Lu Wanyuan fiercely. “Why didn’t you say you were close to your b*tchy mother before the Lu family was in trouble? I don’t think you’re a good person either. You’re both despicable b*tches who love the rich and despise the poor!

“I don’t care about a b*tch like you. It’s enough for me to have a son. Get out, you two bastards!”

Being exposed and scolded again and again as a b*tch, Lu Wanyuan flushed angrily and anxiously. She looked at Lu Bochuan with resentment all over her eyes.

“Heh, a son? You don’t have a son. I do have a son. I won’t give him to you.”

Before Lu Wanyuan said anything, Mu Zhong, who came out with a few more suitcases, spoke first. He looked at Lu Bochuan with his eyes full of ridicule.

As soon as Mu Zhong said this, Xia Fangqing’s heart immediately rose to her throat. She stared at Mu Zhong anxiously, signaling him to shut his mouth.

However, Mu Zhong had been waiting for this day for a long time. How would he shut up so easily?

Lu Bochuan was enraged at first, but then he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with what Mu Zhong said. “What do you mean?”

Seeing Mu Zhong’s gloating and complacent smile, Lu Bochuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Mu Zhong didn’t answer him immediately on purpose. He put the luggage in the car as he admired the change of Lu Bochuan’s expression.

After putting all the luggage into the car, he chuckled and said, “Mr. Lu, don’t you understand what I mean? It’s fine if you don’t understand. I’ll explain a bit more clearly.”

“Ah-Zhong!”

Xia Fangqing’s expression changed drastically and she quickly stopped him.

Even though Lu Wanyuan’s expression also changed, she didn’t stop him in the end.

The Lu family was no longer of value right now, so it wasn’t a big deal for Lu Bochuan to know the truth. Besides, Lu Bochuan might even stop pestering them after that.

Thinking of this, Lu Wanyuan also stopped her mother secretly.

Mu Zhong pursed his lips in displeasure. “The Lu family will collapse sooner or later and he can’t even protect himself right now. Why should we be afraid of him?

“I’ve tolerated it for more than twenty years because of you. What’s wrong with me reuniting with my own daughter and son right now? Are you not going to let me reunite with them for the rest of my life?”

Lu Bochuan, who heard something from Mu Zhong’s words, couldn’t help but tremble slightly. His eyes that were staring at Mu Zhong seemed like he wanted to eat someone.

Before he said anything, Mu Zhong continued, “Mr. Lu, I’m not afraid to tell you right now. I’m Qing’s university classmate. We’ve been together since the first year of university.

“You’re just a latecomer, but you have money. So, I could only endure the pain and let her go.”

Seeing that Lu Bochuan’s face was getting more and more pale, Mu Zhong said even more complacently, “But you also know that women feel lonely very easily.. You have so many women outside and I can’t let go of Qing, so our love naturally rekindled.”