Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update of the book, I married the protagonist and his uncle's latest chapter!The hot search bought it, and the navy invited it. Mei Xuelin didn't find out the specifics, but there were several targets, all of which were locked. The number one suspect was Gu Shen.

Jun Shiyan looked at the account of [This is Ling Sheng's grandfather] on Weibo, frowned slightly, and asked Xu Xi, "Have you found out who it is?"

Xu Xi nodded: "I found it, it's the old man of the Huo family. I'll say who is such a big man. It seems that the old man really does favor Miss Ling."

Originally, Jun Shiyan was thinking that he could not be compared, and he planned to increase the bargaining chip for the lottery. After knowing that it was the Huo family, he temporarily dismissed this idea and rubbed his temples: "Have you found the man behind the hot search? "

Xu Xi handed him the printed evidence: "All kinds of evidence point to Gu Shao. He has been asked to come and see you. People will be there soon. The person who painted by Miss Poling also insisted that it was Gu. Shao’s fans hired him. After checking the person he said, he is indeed Gu Shao’s fan.”

The expression in Jun Shiyan's eyes suddenly became bloody and solemn, his thin lips lightly opened, and his voice was very cold: "The skin is itchy."

Xu Xi shuddered abruptly, and his scalp was numb, only knowing that Shao Gu must be done, and the beating was light.

When Gu Shen was called over, he didn't know what had happened, knocked on the door and entered the study room, yelling Sanshu obediently.

"Kneel down!" Jun Shiyan said casually, typing on his slender fingers, replying to Ling Sheng's message, with a smile on his lips.

Jun Shiyan: I promise, the lottery won't be that big in the future, so I won't be angry anymore?

Ling Sheng: You swear, no more than one thousand yuan!

Jun Shiyan: Ten thousand is good?

Ling Sheng: No, just one thousand. I don't need you to use money to prove my strength. I will prove it to the fans and show it to the sunspots.

Jun Shiyan: That five thousand?

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I didn’t get a reply from the little girl. I frowned and typed: One thousand is one thousand. The lottery cannot be large, so can I do charity?

Gu Shen knelt for two minutes, and saw his third uncle frowning, looking thoughtful, staring at the phone, as you can guess from the WeChat prompt, waiting for someone to reply, biting his head and raising his head: "Uncle San, what did I do wrong?"

Jun Shiyan waited for a good meeting, but the little girl still didn't reply to him, so she sighed helplessly. When she looked at Gu Shen, her eyes were suddenly cold, she directly fell the information on his face: "You What did you do wrong? Ah Shen, you only learned the things I taught you over the years, haven't you?"

Gu Shen suddenly stiffened. Looking at the paper falling in front of him like snowflakes, he bowed his head and picked it up one by one. He didn't dare to get up. He just kneeled. The more he looked at his face, the uglier his face became, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously. The look was gloomy and gloomy.

"Did you do it?" Jun Shiyan looked at him and asked.

A mocking and bitter smile flashed at the corner of Gu Shen's mouth, and for a while, he was raging, and suppressed the raging anger and disappointment, bit his lip and nodded: "Yes, I did it all."

The fans who attacked Ling Sheng, bought the account of the marketing account, and bought the evidence of the water army all pointed to him. Some of his private account passwords, except him, were the only ones who knew.

He trusted her so much, why did she do this?

Jun Shiyan had already rolled up to him in the wheelchair, and the whip in his hand was drew heavily on him: "I ask you to rule the house, can you complain?"