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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator CH 430

Author:Mo Qianyi Category:Unreal Update time:2023-01-03 11:31:12

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Ah, if she had known this would happen, she would have driven away quietly when the driver got out of the car to walk around just then.

When she drove back after buying the herbs, the driver should still be here.

However, Lu Zijia was only thinking about it.

After all, there were cars all around.

If they suddenly disappeared, it would definitely cause a huge furor.

By that time, the Director would probably invite her for tea.

The driver was a very passionate person and she talked a lot.

Hearing Lu Zijia ask this question, her enthusiasm immediately rose.

“I heard from the people in front that a celebrity is shooting nearby.

“Those groupies ran after her, but they lost her as they chased after her.

Theyre looking for her all over the street right now!

“They arent even letting the cars on the main road go.

They forcefully stop them to look for her, getting in the way of the traffic seriously.

This is too crazy.

“Young people nowadays really have nothing better to do.

They only know how to cause trouble for people.”

While the driver shook her head and exclaimed, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She looked at Lu Zijias face.

Wasnt she a young girl with fair and tender skin as well

The driver immediately felt a bit embarrassed and she quickly changed her words and explained, “Young lady, Im not talking about you.

Im talking about those young people who chase after celebrities.”

Lu Zijia, who was a young girl like tender scallions: “…”

The driver wanted to continue explaining, but at this moment, the back door suddenly opened and a slender figure came in.

Lu Zijia looked at the person expressionlessly, who seemed to be trying to curl up into a ball and squat in the aisle of the car, and said softly, “You got in the wrong car.”

The person who tried her best to curl up into a ball in the car was wearing a cap and a loose sportswear, making people unable to see if she was a man or a woman.

Hearing the voice, the ball, no, the person who curled up into a ball, finally looked up after that.

“Um… Excuse me, can you let me hide here A while, just for a while, please.”

That person raised her head and showed a delicate little face.

She put her hands together with a pitiful look and bowed to Lu Zijia.

Before Lu Zijia said anything, the driver started yelling.

Her loud voice sounded like he had a loudspeaker in her.

“Ah, young lady, whats wrong with you Why are you suddenly squatting in my car

“Is it because you cant go through due to the traffic and got tired of standing outside, so you want to come in for a rest

“Ah, young lady, youre too polite.

My car is stuck here right now anyway.

Just rest.

Im so happy to have one more person to talk to.”

Hearing the drivers imaginative words, Lu Zijias forehead twitched and she couldnt help feeling speechless.

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This driver didnt only have a speaker in her, but also a ridiculous imagination!

Even if there was a traffic jam, only cars wouldnt be able to pass through.

How would someone not be able to go through Besides, please dont ignore the sidewalk next to the road!

After hearing the drivers voice that sounded like a loudspeaker, the woman, who had already curled into a ball, immediately curled up even more, as if she couldnt wait to stuff herself under the car seat.

At the same time, she kept turning her head to look outside the car, as if she was afraid that someone would notice her.

When the driver finally finished talking, the woman, who couldnt wait to turn herself into a ball, put her hands together and kept bowing to the driver, begging in a low voice at the same time.

“Thank you, thank you, Madam.

Youre really a good person.

I dont need to sit.

I like squatting.

Ill just squat.

But… Madam, can you speak a bit softer”

The woman said carefully and even stretched out her hand to make a gesture with her pinky finger softly..

Her exquisite face looked so pitiful that people couldnt help feeling soft-hearted.

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