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 was scared to death." Wang Qian still felt his scalp numb, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that he didn't enter the entertainment circle."

The man’s work clothes had Jiajia Supermarket written on it, which was a small supermarket near the community. When they came last night, he even went in to buy water and snacks.

Jin Yunzhe did not answer the call, closed his eyes, and sunlight came in from the window.

It was dawn, and the fear that was entrenched in his heart like a devil disappeared. There was no need to worry that something invisible would appear at any time, he could finally squint at ease for a while.

Wang Qian and the others waited until noon when they saw a man wearing a mask and sunglasses walking out swaggeringly, with a cone in his hand and eating very happily.

The man was wearing a floral dress, a pair of white shoes on his feet, and a beach hat with a large brim, which was relaxed and lazy.

Jin Yunzhe also saw her, compared with yesterday's coquettish, today she is pure and pure like a high school student.

He could even imagine her lazy and content hiding under the sunglasses, with clear eyes like a cat.

Song Yiyan is going to the university where An Yin is located, the Imperial Medical University, to meet her ex-boyfriend.

An Yin is the name of the scarlet ghost she took in yesterday.

Wang Qian got out of the car and looked at her slightly: "Teacher Song, good noon, I wonder if I can take a step to speak?"

Song Yiyan understood at a glance that something went wrong, she bit the cone and nodded, letting him lead the way.

Seeing the girl coming, Jin Yunzhe moved aside to give her more space.

When the girl came in, there was a light scent and a sweet smell, which made his heart leak for a while.

Song Yiyan took off her sunglasses, bent over and greeted him with a smile: "Good senior."

Jin Yunzhe nodded his head politely, his eyes were still cold and estranged for thousands of years: "I have no choice but to come here to disturb you. Please forgive me."

"It's all right, it's my problem. My phone was turned off yesterday, and I just saw a missed call." Song Yiyan had heard Wang Qian's explanation. She called her last night and she didn't follow it.

The bastard Ji Xing didn't even tell her when he answered the phone. It was too much and too selfish!

"What happened, let Brother Wang tell you!" Jin Yunzhe glanced at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian hurriedly shot his head from the driver’s seat desperately back, half of his body came over, his nose and tears, and talked about the painful experience last night: "I think it’s because we are in your building. Next, that thing may know you are good, but it didn’t catch up, Teacher Song, you must help us."

After Song Yiyan heard it, the thing didn't hurt them, just frightened them: "The sun is heavy during the day and it is not a threat to you. I will go to the studio to find you at night."

Wang Qian's face was bitter, and he was really frightened: "Could you please make it early, in the evening?"

Song Yiyan thought for a while: "Okay."

"Then I will trouble you." Jin Yunzhe looked at the girl in front of him. After eating the cone, there was still a small piece of cone in the wrapping paper. She licked it when she stretched out her tongue, her actions are indescribably cute.

"No trouble." Song Yiyan stretched out her five fingers, her brothers still settled the accounts, and she is not familiar with them: "You should call me the deposit first. If you can't solve it, you will be refunded in full."

Wang Qian transferred her a deposit of 50,000 yuan, leaving 50,000 yuan. After the matter was settled, he would pay her the balance. When she watched her go away, he was amazed: "Yunzhe, this girl is interesting!"

Through the rearview mirror, he actually saw his own artist, who had always been cold and dare not interested in anything, whose long and narrow eyes were staring in Song Yiyan's direction, and there seemed to be light flashing under his eyes.

Fuck!

Isn't Yun Zhe interested in other girls?

No, no, no, you must be strangled in the cradle. He is currently on the rise, and he can’t fall in love, otherwise he will definitely be hit.

Song Yiyan arrived at the gate of the community and wanted to take a taxi to the Imperial Medical College. Before he waved, a taxi stopped in front of her.

The driver master opened the window and revealed a face that turned into a flower with a smile: "Master, it just so happens that I will see you where you are going."

Song Yiyan glanced at him strangely: "You weren't here to wait for me on purpose! I warn you, I don't fall in love with the uncle, I like small fresh meat, don't waste it on me effort."

The driver's master looked dumbfounded. After the aftertaste came over, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a wife and children. I just admire you. I think you are great and have absolutely no other thoughts about you, otherwise there will be thunder and thunder."

Song Yiyan got in the car and reported the address she was going to.

The driver's master: "Master, are you going to the girl's school yesterday? What are you going to investigate? See if I can help? Can I serve you as a kid?"

Song Yiyan: "What do I want my little brother to do, and I don't want to engage in the underworld."

"Don't all you artists have to have a driver's bodyguard? I'll be a driver for you in the future." The driver's master said that you are known as the first sister of society on the Internet, don't you know?

"I have no money to pay you salary."

"Boss, don't worry. I don't want a salary. I like to follow you. I don't need you to pay me."

"You don't want wages and no money, how can you support your family, your wife and children drink northwest wind!"

"Boss, actually, let's tell you the truth, my house has several buildings in Nanxiangli, I just like to chat with people to relieve boredom, not to make money."

Song Yiyan's expression is complicated: I am afraid, people of society!

"Boss, I have something to discuss with you. I have a few houses in Bihai Chaosheng Community next to you. One of them just happens to be vacant. I haven't found a tenant yet. If you don't dislike it, you can live in. !"

"Thanks, I don't want the house. I won't sleep on the street yet."

Song Yiyan choked speechlessly, realizing what it meant to be inhumane, and she looked at her eldest brother, who had a lot of money, and even went out to rent out.

But last night, she felt that it was not easy for her to make money to support her family. She gave a very low discount and only collected 50,000 yuan.

In fact, they are real billionaires, and they are the low-level people who make hard money.

The driver's master's name is Han Ding, a native of Beijing, and his ancestors have been from Beijing for generations. He also talked to Song Yiyan about the mountains, saying that his ancestors had been the highest prime minister.

From the generation of grandfather, the family has real estate, and in the generation of grandfather and father, they made a fortune by selling land alone.