Chapter 154 - The First to Run in Danger
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Du Xiangjun was originally thinking to cut off her relations with the Lu family and never have contact with them ever again for the rest of her life after taking two-thirds of Lu Bochuanâs property.
But now, knowing that her daughter was once dead, how could she possibly let those bastards in the Lu family go so easily?
âDarling, donât worry. Iâll definitely do justice for you, definitely!â
Du Xiangjun held her daughterâs hands and started shaking uncontrollably.
This showed how afraid she was about the fact that her daughter had died once.
Luckily, her daughter survived. God truly blessed her. God had mercy!
Lu Zijia raised her hand and patted her back gently as she said with a smile, âHm, I believe you, Mom.â
For some reason, Du Xiangjun didnât continue this topic after calming down.
She wiped the tears off her face with her hand several times and talked about something else with her daughter with a smile.
âRight, darling, let me tell you something funny. Lu Bochuan, that bastard, wanted to lay a hand on me just now, and guess what?â
Du Xiangjun left Lu Zijia in suspense and let her guess.
Lu Zijia saw that the Buddha beads in Du Xiangjunâs hand had apparently been touched before, so she knew someone made a move on Du Xiangjun.
As for the result, she could certainly guess a little.
However, she still pondered for a while cooperatively, then shook her head with a long face.
âI donât know. Mom, tell me about it quickly.â
Seeing that her daughter was interested, Du Xiangjun immediately started talking more passionately, âDonât rush, donât rush. Iâll tell you about it now.
âWhen Lu Bochuan tried to lay a hand on me, I was thinking of fighting with him, but that bastard slipped and fell on the ground himself before I even made a move. Do you think thatâs karma?
âPeople indeed canât be too bad, or God will be disgusted and will deal with them himself.â
Du Xiangjun didnât think about the Buddha beads on her hand at all and gave all the credit to God.
Lu Zijia nodded in cooperation.
âRight, right, we canât be bad people. We have to be good people.â
Song Zixuan, who was driving in the front: ââ¦â
For some reason, Song Zixuan felt like Lu Zijia didnât tell the truth about her sudden change.
However, since her own mother, Du Xiangjun, didnât ask much either, an outsider like him certainly shouldnât ask more.
âRight, darling, whatâs the deal this guy talked about just now? Is it dangerous?â
After what happened last time, Du Xiangjun was extremely nervous about her daughterâs safety.
âMom, donât worry. Iâll be the first to run when Iâm in danger. You know Iâve always run fast since I was little. Itâs never my turn to be in danger,â Lu Zijia said without any pressure.
Song Zixuan, who was listening quietly: ââ¦â
Du Xiangjun nodded constantly and agreed with her daughterâs thoughts.
âThatâs great, thatâs great. Promise me youâll put safety first, alright?â
Iâm truly afraid of losing you.
Du Xiangjun didnât say this, but Lu Zijia could see it from the worry in her eyes.
Lu Zijia put up a serious look and promised assuredly, âMom, Iâve already died once. I know whatâs most important. Donât worry, Iâll be fine.
âYou too. You must be well.
âYou must tell me if something happens. Iâm your daughter and can also protect you now.
âDid you forget what I just told you? I survived after getting a masterâs inheritance.
âSo, Iâm sort of a master as well. I know fortune-telling and Feng Shui.â
Lu Zijia tried to speak in a relaxed tone to avoid stimulating Du Xiangjunâs emotions again.
After hearing that, Du Xiangjun tried her best to open her eyes wide to stop herself from crying as she said in relief, âAlright, alright, my daughter is a master. Thatâs wonderful. Iâm proud of you.â