Chapter 591 - Turns Out to Have Another Purpose
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Ye Xinping, who was originally sitting on the couch in a daze, suddenly looked up when she noticed someone else in the house.
âWhy... Why are you back? What else do you want?â Seeing Lu Zijia return, Ye Xinping seemed a bit panicked.
The corners of Lu Zijiaâs mouth curled up slightly. âNothing. I just came back to ask you a few questions.â
âWhat questions?â Ye Xinping clenched her hands on the armrests of the couch into a fist subconsciously.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lu Zijia moved her long legs and walked to Ye Xinping, looking down at her. âYouâre not mentally ill. At least, youâre fine now, right?â
What Lu Zijia said made Ye Xinpingâs body stiffen abruptly and a trace of fear flashed through her lowered eyes.
âI... I donât know what youâre talking about. Itâs true that Iâm mentally ill. If you donât believe me, you can check it out.â
Lu Zijia bent over slightly and reached her hand out to lift her chin forcefully, forcing Ye Xinping to look at her. âWhy donât you dare to look at me? Am I scary?â
âIâm really mentally ill.â
Meeting Lu Zijiaâs cold eyes, Ye Xinping only felt extremely cold all over her body.
Lu Zijia narrowed her eyes slightly and said in an extremely indifferent tone, âI donât want to listen to your nonsense. Tell me, whatâs the purpose of luring me here?
âIf you donât give me a reasonable answer, Iâll have to teach you a lesson. After all, you locked up my friend for two days. It doesnât make sense if I donât teach you a lesson.â
After saying that, Lu Zijia let go of Ye Xinpingâs chin and sat down on the couch next to her, waiting for her answer.
âYou... You know everything.â
Ye Xinping was excited and also fearful. There was a hint of hope in her eyes when she looked at Lu Zijia.
âI saw you at the Gu familyâs banquet. You were already up to something then, werenât you?
âBut do you know that itâs not easy to scheme on me?
âEspecially when you dragged my friend in to lure me here, Iâm very upset.â
Lu Zijiaâs voice was cold and she glanced at Ye Xinping with a gaze with no temperature.
âPoof!â
As soon as he finished talking, Ye Xinping spurted out a mouthful of blood without warning.
âHm...â
The sharp pain in her abdomen made Ye Xinping break out in cold sweat, with an obviously painful look on her face.
âI... Iâm sorry. I didnât do it on purpose. I had no choice. I really had no choice. I could only look for you in this way. Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry...â
Ye Xinping said with difficulty as she endured the deep-rooted pain in her abdomen and knelt down slowly.
âIâve never thought about hurting him since the beginning. Really, Iâve really never thought about hurting Song Zixuan and Iâve never thought about hurting anyone.
âBut I really need your help, Master. Please, Master, please help me! Please, Master, as long as youâre willing to help me, I can do anything for you, including giving you my life.â
Suddenly, something seemed to come to Ye Xinpingâs mind and she sounded even more emotional. âThereâs one thing that I believe youâd want too, Master. As long as youâre willing to help me, Iâll give you that thing.â
Lu Zijia was unmoved and she didnât remove the spell for her either. âEven myself canât be sure if I would want what you said. How can you be sure?
âAlso, I donât like being threatened, let alone talking about business with insincere people.â
As soon as Lu Zijia finished talking, Ye Xinping spurted out blood again without any warning, dying the white floor red.