My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"I'm looking for someone."

Ye Nanbo stood at the table, smiled gently at Ye Nanxi, and then set his eyes on Lu Zijia.

In fact, the person he came to find was Ye Nanxi, who wanted to catch up with the second uncle through Ye Nanxi, his cousin.

Only after seeing Lu Zijia, he changed his mind.

"Find someone?"

Ye Nanxi followed his gaze to look at Lu Zijia, with a look of surprise on his face, "Cousin, do you know the master too?"

Ye Nanbo has personally experienced Lu Zijia's ability, so he is not surprised that Ye Nanxi calls Lu Zijia a master.

"Um."

Ye Nanbo looked at Lu Zijia with incomparably tender eyes, as if he was looking at someone he loved deeply.

Seeing him like this, Ye Nanxi was even more surprised and curious, "Cousin, how did you meet the master? Could it be that you were also contracted..."

Before the word contract was spoken, Ye Nanxi suddenly seemed to remember something, and immediately closed his mouth.

Ye Nanbo's mind was on Lu Zijia, and he didn't care that Ye Nanxi suddenly only said half of what he said.

"We met at a banquet."

Ye Nanbo's eyes were still glued to Lu Zijia, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his handsome face, "That's where I met Zijia for the first time.

I still remember how distressed she was at that time and how she wanted to be taken care of. "

Listening to Ye Nanbo's affectionate tone, Lu Zijia didn't even drink coffee, for fear of being nauseated.

When the original owner and Ye Nanbo met for the first time, the original owner was tripped to the ground by Lu Wanyue.

Through the original owner's memory, Lu Zijia clearly saw that when Ye Nanbo saw the original owner's face clearly, the playfulness and impending victory flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, he was treating the original owner as a plaything.

But now, in front of her again, pretending to be a lover, of course, is disgusting.

"Miss Ye, I'll go first, and I'll find you when there is a result." Without giving Ye Nanbo a chance to continue to disgust her, Lu Zijia picked up the bag next to her and got up and said to Ye Nanxi.

"Ah? Oh, well..."

Seeing that Lu Zijia was about to leave suddenly, and her face didn't seem very good, Ye Nanxi said goodbye to her despite her doubts.

"Zijia." Seeing that Lu Zijia left without even looking at him, Ye Nanbo secretly hated him, but on the surface he looked sad and hurt.

I don't know, I thought what happened to Lu Zijia!

Lu Zijia thought he was transparent, and went outside the cafe after passing him.

At the same time, her left hand played a tactic without a trace and landed on Ye Nanbo quietly.

Ye Nanbo's mother and daughter have been kicked out of the Ye family's old house, and they have not received a cent from the Ye family.

I thought that he would learn to be good and would not appear in front of her again, but she didn't expect that she could not wait to be abused, but she saved her from going to him.

"Zijia, wait, I have something to tell you."

Ye Nanbo looked anxious and quickly chased after him, reaching out to pull Lu Zijia's arm.

Lu Zijia seemed to have eyes behind her back, and walked to the side of the street, avoiding Ye Nanbo's outstretched hand.

"Zijia, I..."

Seeing that Lu Zijia finally stopped, Ye Nanbo was overjoyed. Just as he was about to say something affectionate, he was interrupted.

"Ye Nanbo, it seems that your fate is not too bad."

Lu Zijia's eyes looked him up and down, except that his face was a little haggard, it was no different from the past, and he was still the image of a son in the upper class.