My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The security guard said in embarrassment again, as if he was afraid that Lu Zijia would dislike it, “The eggs we made ourselves aren’t something valuable. Young Lady, I hope you don’t mind.”

After hearing what he said, Lu Zijia finally remembered this familiar security guard. He was the guard who was willing to lend her 100 yuan before.

When she returned 100 yuan to the security guard, she took the chance to give him a reminder.

She had never thought that he would take her words seriously.

Lu Zijia took the red eggs he gave her naturally and thanked him with a smile, “Thank you. These red eggs are full of joy. I’m so happy that you’re willing to share your joy with me. How would I mind it?”

After hearing that, the security guard smiled even happier.

Something then came to the security guard’s mind right away. He looked around vigilantly and said to Lu Zijia with a low voice, “Young Lady, I saw that your mother returned to the Lu family just now.

“However, there were two bodyguards of the Lu family next to your mother at that time. I think something’s wrong. You must be careful when you get back right now.

“Young Lady, if something happens, you can call me. I’ll immediately call the cops for you by then.”

The security guard said as he took out a notebook and a pen from his body and wrote down his number for Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia didn’t reject the security guard’s kindness. She smiled and accepted it.

The car was still at the iron gate of the villa area, so it wasn’t convenient for the security guard to say anything more to Lu Zijia. He signalled his colleague to let the car in.

When the car entered the villa area, Song Zixuan finally said, “I didn’t know you were quite popular.”

Lu Zijia peeled a red egg and started eating it. She said in an immodest way, “I’m a master that everyone likes and can make flowers blossom. How could I possibly not be popular?”

Song Zixuan, “…”

He was wrong. He shouldn’t have complimented this narcissist!

The car soon stopped at the villa of the Lu family.

Lu Zijia finished eating the egg in her mouth and got out slowly as if she wasn’t in a hurry at all.

Song Zixuan couldn’t help but feel a bit doubtful after seeing this. Did Lu Zijia have a bad relationship with her mother?

Otherwise, why would she be not anxious at all?

After getting out of the car, Lu Zijia didn’t rush to knock and go inside. Instead, she stood right where she was and observed a bit.

A while later, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. There was a hint of creepiness in her smile.

Song Zixuan, who saw this on the side, couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.

“Hey, can you smile more normally?” Song Zixuan couldn’t help but complain.

Song Zixuan didn’t believe in ghosts in the past, but he did after meeting Lu Zijia.

And because he did, his hair stood on end when he saw Lu Zijia’s creepy smile.

At the same time, his body hid behind Lu Zijia without leaving a trace, trying to seek protection.

Even though Song Zixuan had done this small movement extremely secretly, Lu Zijia still discovered it.

Being stared at by Lu Zijia’s huge, bright eyes, Song Zixuan couldn’t help but blush, “What are you looking at? Aren’t you here to save your mother? Why aren’t you going inside?”

Song Zixuan was immediately a bit angry out of embarrassment.

Lu Zijia rolled her eyes angrily at his inexplicable irritation.

Women were so hard to understand. However, in her opinion, men were pretty much the same.

They might even be worse than women, just like… Song Zixuan who wasn’t only unlucky but also cowardly.