My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"This, this is the master?"

Old lady Han looked at Lu Zijia's gentle appearance that year. She obviously didn't believe it. "Son, are you..."

Mrs. Han wanted to ask if her son had been cheated. However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yao Shuyi.

"Grandma, I'll pour tea for the master. Would you like some tea?"

Although Yao Shuyi had some doubts about Lu Zijia's ability, she didn't show it. Even when old lady Han questioned, she interrupted in time.

In her opinion, no matter whether Lu Zijia has the ability or not, her husband invited people only after he asked his friends. If Lu Zijia was embarrassed, it would be tantamount to beating her husband's friend in the face.

Therefore, she ignored the fact that she would make old lady Han unhappy and fȯrċɨbŀƴ interrupted old lady Han's words.

Sure enough, old Mrs. Han, who was interrupted, immediately stared angrily. Just before she was in trouble, Yao Shuyi hurried away to make tea in the kitchen.

Seeing this, old Mrs. Han snorted coldly, and then farted. She sat heavily on the sofa.

Seeing his old mother making trouble in front of the guests, Han Jianmin was helpless and depressed.

But the other party is his mother, and he is not easy to criticize.

"Master Lu, I'm sorry to make you laugh." Han Jianmin was full of embarrassed words.

"It's all right. Tell me first. Let me solve something for your family!" Lu Zijia didn't care much about Tao.

Seeing that Lu Zijia really didn't care, Han Jianmin was secretly relieved.

However, without waiting for him to say anything, old lady Han spoke again and rushed to Zijia.

"Why should we say that? Other masters know it at a glance. There's no need for others to say it at all. "

Mrs. Han's words obviously implied that Lu Zijia was a fake.

"Mom!"

Han Jianmin is really angry and anxious. He is afraid that his old mother will offend Master Lu.

At that time, let alone solve their family affairs, it is difficult to say whether Master Lu will retaliate..

"I'm not wrong."

Seeing her son, she was really angry. Although old Mrs. Han was a little guilty, she still muttered.

"Maybe."

Lu Zijia was noncommittal. He was not angry at Mrs. Han's words, and he didn't mean to explain.

"Master, I'm sorry. My old mother, she, she is a little old and confused. What she says is unintentional."

Han Jianmin was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat and his face turned pale for a moment. He was obviously afraid that Lu Zijia would retaliate against the old lady Han who angered her.

"It's all right, say it!"

Lu Zijia waved his hand and still looked broad-minded and didn't care about you and other mortals.

Han Jianmin observed Lu Zijia's look and saw that she was really not angry. His hanging heart slowly put down.

After several apologies, Han Jianmin said what had happened recently in his family. At the same time, he also kept an eye on old Mrs. han to prevent her from saying anything offensive.

It turned out that about four months ago, there were many big and small things in the Han family's company.