My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

family, Lu Zijia couldn’t help feeling a bit surprised.

Even the original host didn’t know about this.

Du Jinqian’s questions made Du Xiangjun’s eyes turn red and she felt even more guilty in her mind.

“I’m sorry, Brother.
I know I was wrong.
I… I really know I was wrong.
I’m too ashamed to go back.
I’m too ashamed to see Mom and Dad.
I’m too ashamed to see you again.

“You treat me so well, but I almost fell out with you because of a scumbag back then.
I’m sorry…”

In fact, Du Xiangjun had already known that she was wrong.
That was why she was too ashamed to see the members of the Du family again.

Du Jinqian shook his head in frustration, then glanced at Lu Zijia on the side and said, “Since you’re sorry, go home.
Mom and Dad miss you a lot.

“Besides, even if you don’t care about yourself, you must think about Jiajia.
Judging by Lu Bochuan’s attitude just now when he thought you stood in the way of the Lu family, he definitely wouldn’t just let this go.

“Even though the Du family isn’t like before, we can still protect you and your daughter.”

Du Xiangjun finally looked up with a struggling look on her face.
“Brother, I… I’ll think about it.

“I’m… I’m not ready right now.
When I’m ready, I’ll go back.”

Du Jinqian knew his sister well.
He knew that the knot in her heart wouldn’t be untied so easily, so he didn’t force her.

So, he changed the subject.
“Did you do anything to the Lu family?”

He was certainly referring to the land in the suburbs of B City that Lu Bochuan mentioned before.

Based on Du Jinqian’s understanding of his sister, she would definitely deny it if she had never done it.

But she didn’t deny it before.

That was why he asked.

Facing someone from her family, Du Xiangjun didn’t hide anything, but directly nodded and admitted it.