Chapter 76 - She Isnt Noble, Shes Just a Pauper
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lu Zijia looked pretty nice. She was the kind of girl that men liked the most, and they wouldnât be able to take their eyes off her.
However, at this moment, Song Zixuan only wanted to punch Lu Zijia in her pure and harmless face!
Seeing that Song Zixuan was about to lose his temper, Lu Zijia immediately quit while she was ahead and said, âAiright, alright, Iâll stop teasing you.
âYou already had an answer in your mind whether youâre a forever loner. Why do you have to doubt yourself?
âEven though your feelings may not be 100% accurate sometimes, I can tell you for sure that youâre 100% correct in this.â
Lu Zijia checked the time and put away the stack of banknotes Song Zixuan put in front of her without hesitation.
Even though she wanted to be as moral and noble as Master Dedao in front of money, she was a pauper right now!
She didnât even have money for eating. How could she be moral and noble? Wasnât that self-abuse?
She wasnât that dumb, alright?
âSince youâre so honest, Iâll be honest as well. Let me tell you something.â
Lu Zijia ignored everyoneâs strange gaze completely and said to Song Zixuan with a bit of mystery.
Song Zixuan was originally dissatisfied with Lu Zijiaâs âgreedyâ behavior, but he was also curious about what she was going to say.
âWhat?â
Lu Zijia didnât answer immediately. She glanced at Lu Wanyuan, who was staring at her on the side, without being noticed.
âGive me your phone.â
Lu Zijia didnât act according to common sense at all. She reached her fair, slender hand out to Song Zixuan.
This young tycoon should have quite a high status in the capital city. The more people here, the easier she was exposed, so she should lay low.
Song Zixuanâs first reaction was to frown and he stared at Lu Zijia for a while.
âWhat do you want to do with my phone?â Song Zixuan asked as he took out his phone and handed it to Lu Zijia.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lu Zijia didnât answer him. She directly took his phone and started using it.
Even though Lu Zijia had the memories of the original host, a phone was still something unfamiliar to her.
After five straight minutes, Lu Zijia finally gave the phone back to Song Zixuan.
âTake a look at it when you get back!â Lu Zijia said as she got up and walked towards Master Dedao with a smile. Apparently, she was in quite a good mood.
âThe best out of three wins. Master Dedao, shouldnât you keep your promise and give me the Buddha beads in your hands?
âI heard Lu Wanyuan say that youâre a respected master. You wouldnât go back on your word, would you?â
While Lu Zijia was speaking, she didnât forget to glance at Lu Wanyuan, helping Lu Wanyuan gain invisible hatred from Master Dedao.
As expected, Master Dedao, who originally liked Lu Wanyuan, couldnât wait to strangle her at this moment.
Feeling Master Dedaoâs unfriendly gaze, Lu Wanyuanâs heart shook in an instant, and she immediately wanted to defend herself to get rid of the accusation.
However, Lu Zijia didnât give her the chance at all.
âRight, Lu Wanyuan, you kept saying that I was a fraud just then. You havenât answered my question. Whereâs your evidence?
âAfter hearing what you said just then, people who donât know whatâs going on may think you, as my sister, united with other people to slander me intentionally!
âI think you should figure the situation out first before being a messenger of justice and placing righteousness above family in the future!
âOtherwise, people will really misunderstand you next time for deliberately framing and slandering your half-sister.â
Lu Zijia said as she gazed at Master Dedao, âMaster Dedao, thank you for your gift.â