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!But it was broad daylight, and the dirty things were afraid to show up. She couldn't see what it was, and the grievance was quite heavy.

What is the best way to deal with the enemy?Of course it is to make her money, let her kneel on the ground and beg you to save her!

It was still early, and it was only at half past five in the afternoon.

Song Yiyan bought herself a cup of milk tea with the remaining money from the fare given by Ling Sheng in the morning. She also wanted to buy a fried chicken next to her. She looked at the few numbers left on her phone. She didn't dare to buy it. She sighed deeply. Sigh, sip milk tea and ran to the bus stop to wait for the bus.

It's unreasonable to think about when she was the world's No. 1 Feng Shui master when she was so downhearted.

Just about to get off work, there were a lot of people at the bus stop. They lowered their heads and swiped their mobile phones, looking at Song Yiyan with different expressions, pointing and talking in a low voice.

"It's too much, Zhen Xi just accidentally spilled the potion on her body, just filming, how could she do this."

"That's right, you can't look good, she looks pretty quiet, she's just a young girl, Zhen Xi is really too pitiful, she is so bullied that she doesn't dare to speak out, I feel sorry for her."

"I heard people say that Song Yiyan's character is bad, she plays big cards, has a bad temper, and often yells at assistants and staff."

"No wonder she was blocked. She deserves it. The bitch should get out of the entertainment circle."

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Song Yiyan felt that the eyes of the people around her looked a bit wrong, full of hostility, mockery and hatred, turned her head and glanced.

The melon-eating people hurriedly avoided her sight, continued to use their mobile phones, cursing the social sister Song Yiyan, who was too shameless to deceive others, and wish her a taller grave than her.

Soon, the bus came, and when Song Yiyan got on the bus, she felt the eyes of the people looking at her even more strange.

The front foot has just stepped into the car door.

A girl who said she was full of justice suddenly yelled, "Get down, Sister Society gets in our car, do you want to hit us too!"

After the girl made such a voice, everyone in the bus began to feel a sense of justice and anger towards Song Yiyan.

"Go down, why are such people embarrassed to get in the car, driver master, let's not accept social scum in the car!"

"Sister society, I'm afraid, if she comes up, I will get out of the car immediately."

"I'm so scared, she stared at me, help, the first sister of society is going to beat someone!"

"Song Yiyan took the bus, and the rumors that she was banned were true. It was very pleasant and unhappy with retribution."

This is an office building. The people in the car are all office workers. Song Yiyan's beating has already gone out of the circle, so naturally everyone knows her.

As the master, Song Yiyan was at a loss at this moment, not knowing what they were talking about.

Until the driver glanced with disgust, as if looking at garbage: "Get out of the car, we can't afford to wait for a big man like you in our car, we are timid and afraid!"

Song Yiyan watched the car go, squatting on the side of the road and swiping Weibo, and saw her name hit the hot search headlines, airborne, and there was a boiling word behind her!

She is on fire.

I was scolded all the way to the hot search position!

The people who claim to be righteous and stand on the commanding heights of morality are all justice messengers at this moment. They have scolded Song Yiyan's ancestors for the eighteenth generation and wished to dig out all of her family's ancestral graves and whip the corpses to dispel their hatred.

Song Yiyan's eyes constricted slightly, and she ignored all the curse and curse, and posted a Weibo.

Song Yiyan V: Take the meaning out of context.

After she posted her Weibo, she didn't care about everything. She found a boutique, bought sunglasses and put on a mask.

Although she was not afraid of anything, she always wanted to go home. It was annoying to be pointed out on the bus.

Song Yiyan didn't know. Her Weibo was filled with unprecedented excitement. The comments were over ten thousand minutes. Of course, she was scolding her. Now, just scolding Song Yiyan is politically correct.

You only need to scold Song Yiyan and hate Song Yiyan, we are good friends.

In less than two hours, she had a new nickname given by netizens: First Sister of Society!

However, this hot search did not stay on Weibo for too long, and it suddenly disappeared, the hot search was gone, and the people who ate melons scolded even more.

I withdrew the hot search only when my conscience was guilty. Which big guy did the little bitch hook up with? How much money did I spend on the hot search, thinking that I can’t scold you if the hot search is gone?

The first sister of the society quickly got out of the entertainment circle!

After Song Yiyan got into the car after she was armed, no one could recognize her. She was watching a horror movie with headphones on, and watching the horror scenes inside. It was not scary at all.

From the studio to home, the bus takes an hour, and the traffic jam makes it even slower.

Song Yiyan was watching a movie called "0 Point Fierce Spirit". When the ghost came out of the TV, the phone rang suddenly, and someone called her with a strange number.

"Big...big...Master, please beg me, help me, I was wrong, I shouldn't doubt you, where are you, help!"

On the other end of the phone, a man's panicked voice came.

Song Yiyan was waiting for his call. The taxi driver in the morning seemed to be able to make a small profit in the evening. It was not bad. When I went back, I could add meals and buy spare ribs.

It's half past eight in the evening.

The driver's master ran out of the car in a panic, and when he saw Song Yiyan, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he burst into tears like a savior: "Master, you can help. I, you must save me!"

Master Song Yiyan's frame is full, with five fingers outstretched in an unpredictable manner.

The driver's master is too late to ask for help at this moment. Life-saving is important. Where can you dare to bargain: "As long as you can save me, it doesn't matter how much money is."

He regrets it now, and his intestines are all regretful. If the talisman she gave hadn't worked at the last moment, his little life would have been confessed.

Song Yiyan originally wanted to say that fifty thousand yuan was just a deposit. She looked at the scared man in front of him, driving a taxi. It was not easy to get up and down, and it was her first business in this other world. Less important, when it's a good start.

The driver's master was so scared that he couldn't drive the car anymore. Sitting in the co-pilot, he could still smell a pee in the cab: "Master, I'm so sorry. I'll trouble you to drive."

He really couldn't drive the car now, his hands were shaking, and he didn't know how he drove the car back in one breath.

Song Yiyan tried her best to make money. The unpleasant smell in the carriage is okay. It must be the big brother who was scared to pee. She posted a deodorant charm, and the smell soon disappeared.