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!She has too much grievance, and she turns into a red dress after death. When she is too yin, she will lose her sense and go out to harm others.

After the driver heard what happened to the girl, he suddenly remembered something like: "Three months ago, a female college student disappeared and hasn't been found yet. Is it her?"

After speaking, he was no longer scared, and took out his phone to look for the photo. At that time, he felt that the girl was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When he opened the photos on the news and saw the girl, he took another breath, it was really her!

The girl was born in a scholarly family, her grandparents are scientists, and her parents are both university professors. They have good grades, are beautiful, knowledgeable, gentle, and standard to other children.

Unfortunately, I met a boy through a college roommate, and the boy launched a crazy offensive against her.

She is a little girl without any love experience, a blank piece of paper, no way can be worth the sweet words of a boy, and soon fell.

After dating for half a year, I found my boyfriend cheated and broke up, but I still couldn't bear it.

Three months ago, taking advantage of her holiday, she went abroad to relax. When she came back, her ex-boyfriend came to pick her up, held flowers at the airport gate, begging her to forgive her, and vowed that she would never do anything to apologize to her in the future.

In the end, she was still soft-hearted and agreed to get back together. Who knew that in the car, she saw the girl from Dang San sending him WeChat again. He didn't break the contact with that Xiao San at all. What if I deleted all the contact information? Lie to her.

She was furious on the spot, crying and asking him what was going on, resolutely to break up.

The scumbag threatened her that if she didn't get back together, he would throw her to the suburbs.

At that time, her heart was ashamed, and she was thrown out of the car by the scumbag. After that, she met a group of beasts who deceived her to the hillside. After all kinds of torture, she brutally killed her.

After listening to the girl’s experience, the driver also knew that the girl was involuntarily murdering. After she became a red dress, driven by her nature, he forgave her, yelled at the scumbag, and wished to kill the scumbag with those who killed her. brute!

"Brother, you can help report the case!" Song Yiyan looked at the outrageous driver, there are still many good people in the world who have a sense of justice.

Look, I was almost killed just now, and now I started to sympathize with the poor man.

The driver's master helped report the case, saying that he was anxious to go to the woods to get a big hand. He didn't expect to see a finger and he was so scared to report the case.

At the scene of the crime, the surrounding area illuminated by the searchlight was brightly lit, and the girl's parents were heartbroken crying.

When the mother saw the body being carried out, she couldn't stand the irritation, and she passed out into a coma.

Song Yiyan stood by, clearly feeling the emotional fluctuations, resentment, regret, heartache, and deep apologies coming from the jade pendant.

She lowered her head and whispered: "You are too hostile now, and getting close to them will not affect them. I will take you to see them in two days and bid them farewell in person."

Yu Perry's hostility gradually subsided.

Both the driver and Song Yiyan went to the police station to take notes.

On the police side, family members are offering a reward of 200,000 to find the missing daughter.

Song Yiyan and the driver found the bodies of the two girls. There are some formalities for the bounty to be verified, and they can be called in about a week.

The driver's master thanked Song Yiyan that it was too late. He didn't find the body, and the reward must be hers.

After the driver's master resolved the matter, he was refreshed and thankfully gave her 50,000 yuan and sent her home.

"Master." The driver's master shouted to her, his eyes full of admiration: "I will pick you up to and from get off work every day."

Song Yiyan just wanted to say no, the driver's master seemed to be afraid that she would refuse, so he started the car and ran away.

Song Yiyan:...

Uh, get one of the older fans.

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When Ji Xing came back, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the female liar left him a few steel chutes, which was only enough to buy a bucket of instant noodles.

He now seriously suspects that she is insulting his IQ. He has amnesia, not dementia, so he deceived him as a child?

The house is an old-fashioned apartment rented. They live on the top floor. There is no elevator. They have to walk up. The lights in the corridor are also old bulbs, glowing yellow.

As soon as I walked to the corner of the fourth floor, I saw a black figure curled up in the doorway, a small mass, with his back leaning against the door, where he could hear a clear breathing.

Ji Xing frowned and didn't dare to make a sound. The voice-activated light naturally didn't turn on. When he went up, it went dark and walked over gently.

Who knows that the mature little woman who leaned on the door to sleep suddenly raised her head, half-asleep and half-awake, unspeakably charming, her voice with a hoarse unawakened, soft: "I'm back."

Ji Xing's heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat. By the light downstairs, watching the sleepy little woman, all his dissatisfaction with her disappeared suddenly, with a hum, a little helpless: "Forget the key. Up."

"Yeah." Song Yiyan hasn't woken up yet, her head like garlic makes her look more cute.

Ji Xing only felt that at this moment, the soul had been hooked away by her, and his heart was in a mess, and he said softly: "Get out, I'll open the door."

Song Yiyan shook her head, she was tired, she didn't want to move her fingers, she looked at the man, her tone was a little soft and soft, "No."

Just as Ji Xing walked in front of her with long legs, he was hugged by her, as if he was about to fall asleep.

There was a person in front of him who was in the way and couldn't open the door. When he lowered his head, he found that the little woman had fallen asleep again.

He was helpless and reluctant to wake her up, put the two plastic bags in his hands on the ground, bent over and hugged her in his arms, and opened the door neatly.

Song Yiyan was tired and didn't know why. She was always alert when she slept, but when the man came over, she wanted to ignore everything and fell asleep.

After Ji Xing put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, he slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the little woman lying on the bed, sleeping like a pig.

When she was asleep, she didn't have the sharpness and fierceness of the usual day, and she looked very soft like a small milk cat with no attacking power, and the hearts of people who looked at it were soft and messed up.

He stretched out his hand, couldn't help squeezing her fleshy cheek, and asked her, "Have you eaten?"

Song Yiyan didn't know if she heard it, so she just muttered hungry and patted his hand: "Don't make trouble."

In accordance with her words, don't make trouble, my stomach grumbled twice, hungry.