My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



She knew that Cheng Su'er had approached her brother with a purpose from the beginning.

She had reminded her brother more than once, but unfortunately, her brother had already fallen into deep thought and couldn't listen to her at all.

She wasn't surprised that Cheng Su'er fell out with him later. Instead, she felt relieved.

"Cheng Su'er, you're really extraordinarily thick-skinned. But then again, if you weren't thick-skinned, why would you send yourself to men again and again?"

What Liang Yingyue said could be said to be not polite at all. It could be seen how much she disliked Cheng Su'er.

"Liang Yingyue, if you say anything rash to me again, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Although Cheng Su'er was the daughter of a concubine, she was still the daughter of the City Lord after all.

Even if someone looked down on her identity as the daughter of a concubine, they would only discuss it behind her back. This was the first time in her life that she was exposed so mercilessly.

"Sister," Liang Yingjun, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Sister, this is between Miss Cheng and me. Let us resolve it ourselves."

"Brother?"

Liang Yingyue suddenly turned around to look at her brother with disbelief and expect better from someone.

Liang Yingjun forced a smile. "Sister, don't worry. I know what to do."

He had experienced a lot in the past three years. He had been betrayed, humiliated, and even forced into a corner.

After experiencing so much, if he still wasn't clear-headed, he really deserved to be a fool for the rest of his life.

Liang Yingyue frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end, she sighed in disappointment.

Cheng Su'er, on the other hand, smiled faintly again in a good mood and her tone became gentle again.

"Ah Jun, please believe me. I never wanted to hurt you. I'm very sorry about what happened back then."

Liang Yingyue reflexively wanted to mock him back, but Liang Yingjun stopped her.

After stopping his sister, Liang Yingjun finally looked straight at Cheng Su'er with an extremely complicated gaze.

"Whether it's intentional or not, since it's already in the past, let bygones be bygones. As for you and me, it's best if we don't interact anymore. After all, you're already the future young mistress of the Lu family. It won't be good for your reputation if word gets out."

Liang Yingjun's voice was hoarse. Coupled with the bitterness at the corners of his mouth, it gave people a sad feeling.

Cheng Su'er didn't seem to expect Liang Yingjun to say this, and she couldn't help frowning slightly.

But soon, it relaxed again. "Ah Jun, are you worried about me? Actually, the innocent know themselves. As long as we maintain a good distance, we can still be good friends."

"No, I'm not worried about you."

The moment Cheng Su'er finished speaking, Liang Yingjun immediately denied it and said firmly, "I don't want to be a fool anymore, let alone have any contact with you."

Thinking of the pills he gave Cheng Su'er when they had a good impression of each other, Liang Yingjun couldn't help laughing at himself.

He didn't think too much about it at that time, but in the past three years, Cheng Su'er often found all kinds of excuses to get pills from him in his dreams.

No, that wasn't completely a dream, because the scenes in those dreams had really happened.

"Brother, you're finally enlightened."

After Liang Yingyue recovered from her surprise, she was overjoyed. "If you still don't get it, I'll wonder if your brain was kicked by a donkey. Otherwise, why would you be so stubborn?"