My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1364 Liang Yingjun’s Past (1)

The Liang siblings were standing opposite a woman and two men at this moment and their expressions weren’t good.

“The Purple Cloud Mystic Realm is so big. I didn’t expect us to meet. It can be considered fate.” Cheng Su’er smiled at the Liang siblings.

Liang Yingyue took a step forward and blocked her brother behind her without a trace. “We’d rather not be fated with you.”

Cheng Su’er was the daughter of the City Lord of Zhuang Prefectural City. She had once wooed Liang Yingjun, and he had a good impression of her.

However, she didn’t expect Cheng Su’er to suddenly make a 180-degree change when the two of them were about to get married.

And three years ago, she even said in public on the street that she wanted Liang Yingjun to stop pestering her and that she had never liked him since the beginning.

This incident was a huge blow to Liang Yingjun.

As her sister, Liang Yingyue certainly wouldn’t treat Cheng Su’er well.

Cheng Su’er didn’t care about Liang Yingyue’s cold attitude. Instead, she turned to Liang Yingjun and said gently, “Ah Jun, do you think so too?”

Ever since Cheng Su’er appeared, Liang Yingjun’s body gradually stiffened. After hearing her question, he clenched his fists unconsciously.

“Cheng Su’er, what exactly do you want?” Liang Yingyue’s voice suddenly turned a few degrees colder and she looked at Cheng Su’er with a hint of anger.

This woman had trampled on her brother’s dignity in front of everyone, and when they met again three years later, she pretended that nothing had happened. Cheng Su’er was really shrewd!

“Fellow Taoist Yingyue, I just want to get back together with Ah Jun. Why are you so nervous?”

Cheng Su’er smiled as if nothing had happened and immediately said to Liang Yingjun, “Ah Jun, we haven’t seen each other for three years. Are you alright?”

“Cheng Su’er, don’t go too far!”

Liang Yingyue finally couldn’t help falling out with Cheng Su’er and glared at her. “You were so ruthless back then. Don’t you know what will happen to my brother? Since you’ve already said in public that you’ve never liked my brother, don’t take the initiative to come to him again!”

Suddenly, Liang Yingyue seemed to have thought of something. She made up her mind and said it in the end.

“Oh right, I haven’t congratulated you for successfully getting engaged to Lu Hejun. If you want to marry into the Lu family successfully and become the young madam of the Lu family, you should be careful. Don’t take the initiative to strike up a conversation with a man when you see him. After all, if there were any rumors that were disadvantageous to you, your position as the future young madam of the Lu family would probably be unstable. Miss Cheng, do you think I’m right?”

Liang Yingyue’s words weren’t only for Cheng Su’er to hear, but also for Liang Yingjun.

Her purpose was naturally to make her silly brother give up on Cheng Su’er completely.

The faint smile on Cheng Su’er’s face gradually disappeared, and she finally became expressionless.

“Fellow Taoist Yingyue, aren’t your words a bit too extreme? I’m just pursuing my true happiness. What’s wrong with that? Do I have to like your brother if he likes me? Or even marry him?”

Cheng Su’er’s gaze became sharp, and even her tone became cold. “I thought we could still be friends after making things clear. But now, it seems that I’m thinking too simply.”

After saying that, Cheng Su’er looked at Liang Yingjun, who was protected behind Liang Yingyue, with disappointment.

Liang Yingyue saw her behavior and couldn’t help laughing in anger.