My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Du Jingyuan didn't want to go down to see his so-called mother, but under the strange gazes of his classmates and teachers, he bravely got up and walked out of the classroom.

After dawdling for a long time, Du Jingyuan walked downstairs.

When he went downstairs, he kept expecting in his heart that his mother waited impatiently and left.

However, when he saw the woman anxiously waiting downstairs, he suddenly had the urge to escape back to the classroom.

But Zhong Qingran didn't give him this chance.

"Xiaoyuan, that's great, Xiaoyuan, my mother misses you, and my mother finally sees you."

Seeing Du Jingyuan going downstairs, Zhong Qingran ran over immediately and hugged him in his arms, as if she really was a loving mother who missed her son very much.

At the moment of being hugged, Du Jingyuan stiffened, subconsciously trying to push people away.

Of course, before he could push him away, Zhong Qingran let him go first.

"Xiaoyuan, I haven't seen you grow taller and gain a little weight in a year. It seems that your father takes good care of you."

Zhong Qingran took a step back, looked at his son lovingly, and said with relief.

Du Jingyuan took a step back uncomfortably, looked away, and did not dare to look at the person in front of him.

"Well, um, Dad treats me very well. Grandpa, grandma, uncle and aunt also love me very much. I'm doing well." Du Jingyuan clenched his hands and replied nervously.

Zhong Qingran smiled, "That's good, as long as Xiaoyuan is doing well, mother will be relieved."

Du Jingyuan didn't know how to answer, so he could only answer vaguely, and then fell silent.

Zhong Qingran looked at her son's ruddy complexion, and he was wearing famous brands of excellent materials, and then looked at the inferior goods he was wearing, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

My son is doing really well, even better than her mother, which is really enviable.

"Xiaoyuan, come and look at mother."

Zhong Qingran raised both hands and grabbed his son's shoulders, forcing him to look directly into his eyes.

"Son, other classmates are happy at home, they are all happy with their parents, you must be envious too?

After your father divorced me, he never remarried. He must still have me in his heart. How about you, Xiaoyuan? You must have a mother in your heart, right? "

I don't know if it is because of the psychological shadow a year ago that he is a little afraid of his mother now.

Especially when he met those eyes that were hiding something, he couldn't help but feel scared and wanted to escape.

Du Jingyuan hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to meet the frightening eyes again, "I, I have to go to class, I will go to the classroom first, so you can go home too!"

After speaking, Du Jingyuan hurriedly broke free from Zhong Qingran's hands and wanted to turn around and go upstairs.

However, Zhong Qingran suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Xiaoyuan, I know, I know you still have mother in your heart, Xiaoyuan, don't worry, mother will not leave you, mother will never leave you again in this life.

Let's go, mother will go home with you, we will go home together, our family of three will definitely be happy in the future. "

Disregarding Du Jingyuan's wishes, Zhong Qingran forcefully dragged the person out of the campus. Those eyes full of gloom appeared a little crazy at this moment.

"What do you want to do? I still want to go to class, I won't go with you!"

Du Jingyuan, who was being pulled, wanted to throw away the hand that was holding his arm in panic.