My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

In her heart, that master was a master.    

In Ye Junhao's eyes, a master was a fraud, a fraud.    

The great master that was forcefully invited by Ye Junhao had the surname Sima. Master Sima was around seventy years old and had a long beard. Although his clothes were ordinary, he gave off a sage-like feeling.    

He was not angry that he was forced to come. He sat on the sofa in the private room and quietly smoked a cigarette.    

When he had predicted that the woman was dead, but she was still alive, Master Sima knew that he had encountered a strange thing, especially when the other party's Fate Wheel was in a state of confusion. He could not see it clearly.    

He knew more about that person. It was best that he did not interfere.    

However, he was still dragged into it.    

This was the will of the heavens.    

Since he couldn't hide, he would face it.    

When Ye Junhao and his family entered, the first thing Master Sima did when he saw Mu Chuchen was to run.    

The old man, who had been very calm a moment ago, wanted to run now, which made Ye Junhao's face turn even uglier.    

Master Sima could not run either.    

The bodyguards of Ye Family were guarding outside the private room. Even if he could walk out of this private room, he wouldn't be able to get out of this hotel.    

Master Sima sighed deeply and snuffed out his unfinished cigarette. This was because this calm young man in front of him was carrying a little child. When there was a child present, Master Sima didn't smoke.    

He stood up and looked at the young couple as they walked over.    

"Young master, this is old mister Sima."    

The bodyguard didn't call Master Sima.    

Ye Junhao held his son and did not shake Master Sima's hand. He could not shake Master Sima's hand either. He was full of resentment when he said his wife was dead. How could he shake Master Sima's hand?    

He nodded coldly and sat opposite of Master Sima.    

"Master Sima, please take a seat."    

Mu Chuchen treated Master Sima very well and invited him to take a seat.    

After Master Sima sat down, Mu Chuchen said apologetically, "Master Sima, I invited you here without your permission. I apologize to you here."    

Master Sima stared at Mu Chuchen.    

It was her!    

It had been dozens of years since he started his career, and this was the first time he had met someone who was clearly dead, but was still alive. Furthermore, it was that person, and he had never been replaced.    

However, the Fate Plate was unable to see clearly.    

Master Sima could not figure it out.    

"It's fate."    

Master Sima sighed.    

He couldn't even dodge it.    

"Mister Sima." Ye Junhao said coldly, "Do you know who we are?"    

"Yes, we are from the mortal world."    

Ye Junhao's face became colder and his eyes became sharper.    

Master Sima faced him calmly and said, "Young man, I know why you forced me to come here. Even if you want to destroy my reputation, I will not change my mind."    

Before Ye Junhao could say anything, he said again, "Whether I am talking nonsense or not, your wife knows best in her heart."    

He stared at Mu Chuchen with bright eyes.    

Mu Chuchen felt guilty when he looked at her, but she tilted her head and said to Ye Junhao, "Hubby, can you let me talk to Master Sima alone?"    

Ye Junhao could easily guess what the person next to the pillow was thinking.    

He relaxed his expression and said to his wife, "Chuchen, you are sitting here perfectly fine. You are slapping him in the face."    

"Hubby."    

"Alright," Wang Yao said.    

Ye Junhao could not resist Chuchen's coquettish behavior the most. As long as she softly called him Hubby, he could give her his life.