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!"I won't go!" Zhang Yuechan yelled, like a mad woman, struggling desperately, staring at Huoci with hatred eyes, wishing to eat his meat and drink his blood, hoarse. The curse of: "Huo Ci, you have tortured your brother and nephew, you must die!"

The people present watched quietly as Zhang Yuechan was taken down by his son. They were all people who had experienced strong winds and waves. Who didn't even know the idea of ​​the rich and powerful, but at this time, it is the wise man to protect himself.

Huo Ci, shot it.

The Huo family is going to change.

Those of them had business dealings with the Huo family, or were families that depended on the Huo family for their survival. What they have to consider now is not their Huo family's grievances, but how to make a good relationship with Huo Ci.

Huo Ci has never been involved in the Huo family's business over the years. He has spent so many years on his own, and he is definitely not worth much less than Huo's company as a whole.

The people in the capital originally knew that although Huo Ci belonged to the Huo family, he had no intention of being involved in the Huo family’s business. Now he suddenly took the initiative and seized the rights of the Huo family. They don’t know how many secrets there are. Xin.

Zhang Yuechan was taken away by Huo Xuancong, and Huo Xuanze was also witty. He didn't have much hope. At the moment when the plan was shattered, apart from hate or hate, there was not much disappointment, and he couldn't stay longer, so he left.

So there was a ridiculous and weird scene at the funeral. Huo Zhen's funeral, his family had left, and his brothers and sisters, younger siblings, nephews and nieces were the only ones left.

The people who should go are gone. After Huo Ci apologized to the guests present, he began to continue his memorial speech.

The host and the guest are the same, they have amnesia, they have forgotten the farce just now, and the atmosphere has returned to the harmony at the beginning, the sad heart, the weeping tears.

Huo Zhen's funeral ended perfectly under the auspices of Huo Ci.

Huo Xiao was transferred from the intensive care unit to a normal ward the next day.

Ling Sheng carried his rice bowl and went to Su Xiyin's side: "Grandma, you can eat something. You can taste the porridge I cooked myself."

Su Xiyin's spirit has improved a lot, but she has become thinner and thinner. In a few days, it seems that she has exhausted all her energy and energy. She doesn't want to embarrass her granddaughter. He obediently drank a bowl of porridge, but his stomach was a little uncomfortable. .

Ling Sheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that grandma had eaten. Grandpa has been in a coma for a week. Even if grandma didn’t eat anything, she could only drink two mouthfuls of porridge a day. She still had to ask for it. Drink, it's good today.

"Sheng Sheng..." Su Xiyin watched her granddaughter leave, and suddenly took her hand and looked up at her: "The doctor said he didn't say when will your grandfather wake up?"

Ling Sheng smiled and nodded, not wanting to make grandma sad and uncomfortable: "The doctor said that grandpa will wake up soon."

How dare she tell her grandma that the doctor said that grandpa is now a vegetable. Whether he can wake up depends on his own consciousness. Maybe he will wake up tomorrow, or maybe he won't wake up in this lifetime.

"Okay, okay." Su Xiyin nodded and looked at the person on the bed with a smile. She also watched that her husband's condition was much better, there were fewer tubes in her body, and her complexion became more ruddy.

Ling Sheng looked at her grandmother's state, his eyes reddened instantly, couldn't bear to look at her again, and turned away in a panic.

When Jun Shiyan and Xiao Qi were eating in the ward, they saw her coming out and looked at her at the same time.

Xiao Qi bit the spoon that was drinking the porridge, and did not speak obediently.

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl with red eyes again, and distressed her to pull her to her side, and filled her with a bowl of porridge. His voice was very low and low: "Shengsheng, I think you shouldn't hide this matter. grandmother."

Grandma's mental state is not good, but she has the right to know everything about Grandpa.

Ling Sheng nodded, and said: "After grandma's mood stabilizes, tell her, how dare I tell her now that she is like this."

Xiao Qi also lit his head, yes, grandpa said, can't tell grandma too.

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After March passed, the time was just like flying, and it passed in a blink of an eye. After Ling Sheng finished filming "Splendid", there was one month left for the college entrance examination. In the last month of the sprint, she did not go anywhere. In addition to learning or learning.

The teacher in charge of tutoring her was naturally Jun Shiyan.

After finishing the last set of math test papers, Ling Sheng stretched out, and the sun shone in through the open French windows, and the sun was shining warmly on her body. The evening sun was so soft that she couldn't help squinting her eyes, like a cat. Some are sleepy.

When the beautiful violin sound came to his ears, Ling Sheng couldn't help standing up, dragging his slippers and ran out quietly, and saw the tall figure of the man facing away from him in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the setting sun sprinkled on him. Coated him with a warm halo.

On the floor-to-ceiling window, for comfort, she laid a thick carpet, stepped on it softly, and could lie on it and roll. There was also a hanging chair next to it, and a lazy sofa, lying on the lazy sofa. On, the whole person fell into it, looking at the man obsessively.

Jun Shiyan was itching for a while and found that there was still a violin at home, so she took it out. The little girl felt it when she came over, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes swept like a cat, lazy Nestled on the lazy couch, squinted at his little girl, soft and cute.

Ling Sheng listened to the music flowing from the man’s fingers and looked at the man’s excellent profile face like an immortal. His heart was beating, moving in his direction little by little, like a little caterpillar. Soon he arrived in front of him and closed his eyes as if he would fall asleep next moment.

When Jun Shiyan finished the song, he put down his violin and looked at the little girl in pajamas. His lips smiled and spoiled. Before he had time to speak, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes. little stars.

"I want to eat trotters at night." Ling Sheng watched the man order.

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl who had been at home during this period of time and raised a lot of roundness, and nodded more and more, with a sexy and soft voice: "Okay."

Ling Sheng was happily like a child, looking at the man with big eyes seriously, and then said: "I want to eat spare ribs, sweet and sour spare ribs, and steamed pork!"

"Okay." Jun Shiyan put the violin down, squatted in front of her, and touched the tip of her pink nose with his slender and white fingers: "Go to the house and take a rest. I'll go cooking right away and check your homework after eating. ."