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!Ji Xing saw that the man was about to rush over, and stretched out his hand to pull Song Yiyan.

Who knew that on the other side, someone moved faster than him and got in front of him.

Song Yiyan was still waiting for the bastard who was on the opposite side to kill her, so she backhanded away the knife and gave him a white knife in and the red knife out.

But she never dreamed that Song Jing would block the knife for her, moving so fast, like flying, blocking her in an instant.

The sudden scene gave her no time to react at least, so she watched the man pierce Song Jing's chest with a knife.

Song Jing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He turned around and glanced at Song Yiyan, and said with difficulty, "Yanyan, be careful."

One sentence.

Song Yiyan actually felt sad and wanted to cry. Looking at the tall man opposite her, who had never given her a good face, she smiled at her.

Relieved, relaxed, relieved smile, as if as long as she was okay, it didn't matter if he died.

Ji Xing didn't expect Song Jing to suddenly rush over, pull himself forward, kick the murderer away.

The murderer was kicked so far, spit out blood, and passed out on the spot.

"Husband."

"The third child!"

The nearest Qiao Yuan and her second child Song Yang hurriedly surrounded her.

Song Yiyan watched Song Jing stiffly fall backward, stepped forward to support his body, and her heart was mixed for a while.

It turns out that no matter what the father is, when he sees his daughter is in danger, will he rush forward without hesitation?

Song Yang watched Song Yiyan hold Song Jing's body one head higher than her with one hand, and hurriedly went to help her: "Call an ambulance, call a doctor, hurry up!"

Song Yiyan looked at Song Jingxin's knife. The knife was still in her heart, and there was very little blood. She bit her finger very calmly and drew a life-saving charm on his heart.

The incident was so sudden that the guests present were also shocked, and the ladies covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.

Soldiers guarding with guns and live ammunition have rushed in, surrounded the scene, and after catching the murderer, they began to investigate the danger.

Song Heng and Bailu were just about to exchange engagement rings. This happened and the ceremony couldn't continue, but it didn't matter if it had reached the last step.

In the ambulance, the medical staff quickly rushed over and took Song Jing away.

Song Yiyan, Qiao Yuan, and Ji Xing followed the ambulance.

Qiao Yuan was crying hard, she felt her eyes turned black and her mind was blank, and she held Song Jing's hand: "Husband, it's okay, you will be okay."

Song Yiyan's body was stiff, she was sitting upright, she didn't know how she should react at the moment, but she felt strange in her heart.

Until now, she still felt a little dazed, Song Jing was holding the knife for her!

Ji Xing thought she was worried and afraid, so he held her hand to give her strength, and said warmly: "Uncle will be fine, don't worry too much."

He checked it, and the knife seemed to have hurt the vitals, but it didn't hurt the heart. If it was expected, it would penetrate the heart wall in the middle of the heart valve and it would not be life-threatening.

Song Yiyan naturally knew that if she was really penetrated through her heart, she would definitely die on the spot, not the current situation.

But he did spare his own life to save her.

When Song Jing was pushed into the operating room.

Song Yiyan hugged Qiao Yuan: "Mom, don't get excited, he will be fine."

Qiao Yuan had collapsed at the moment. She suddenly looked at Song Yiyan, her eyes blurred: "He...who is he? Tell me who he is?"

Song Yiyan: "Mom, what's the matter with you? It didn't hurt to the point."

Qiao Yuan gritted her teeth and pulled her forward: "He is your dad, Song Yiyan, look, he is your dad, he is lying in the operating room now to save you!"

Song Yiyan stiffened, knowing that she was too excited and did not speak.

"How much do you hate him? He is your dad. Now, don't you want to call him dad again?" Qiao Yuan covered her face and squatted on the ground in pain, crying: "He is not He is your father."

Their father and daughter turned against each other, ignoring each other and treating each other as enemies.

Do they know how uncomfortable she is in the middle?

Have they ever wondered how she should deal with herself.

Two are her closest people, one is her husband and the other is her daughter.

Sandwiched in the middle, the one who suffers the most is her, it's her!

Song Yiyan squatted down, trying to hug her.

Qiao Yuan broke away from her, suppressed her emotions for a long time, and broke out completely at this moment: "Yanyan, look at me, look at me, your relationship with your father is so stiff, and the most uncomfortable thing is me. It's me!"

She pointed to her heart and burst into tears: "During this period, your dad has been trying to ease the relationship between you. He has a stubborn temper and refuses to bow his head.

But no matter what, he is your father. Wherever there is a conflict between father and daughter, he will never interact.

If he doesn't care about you or love you, will he protect you from the knife?"

"Mom, I know." Song Yiyan had red eyes and a hoarse voice.

She has always put a cold heart on herself, but she knows that she is not.

She just hadn't experienced the feeling of being loved by her parents, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know how to speak, how to respond.

"Mom, please, don't be angry with your dad." Qiao Yuan knows that her husband's biggest wish recently is that Yanyan can reconcile with him and call him Dad: "Just treat it as it is for your mother, stop making trouble. OK?"

"Okay." Song Yiyan nodded.

Qiao Yuan hugged her tightly, crying.

Soon, everyone from the Song family rushed over, including the protagonist who got engaged today.

Song Shu called Ji Xing over, with a serious expression in his eyes: "The murderer has woken up and said that he doesn't know anything. The memory of that period is blank."

Ji Xing knew it, and felt it at that time. It was the smell of trash fish, and it was controlled. That's right: "What will the uncle do?"

Song Shu was also embarrassed. It was reasonable to say that he wanted to hurt Yanyan and stabbed the third child into the hospital. This should be handled properly.

But the murderer was a personal guard who was with the old man at home and protected him for decades. He did a good job, and he had to stay a bit of affection: "I will discuss with the old man."

He did the hypnosis just now. It was true that he had no memory during that time, as if he was suddenly controlled by something.

Ji Xing gave a hum, looked at him and said, "Then I will trouble the uncle to deal with this matter."

Song Shu called to him: "Ji Xing, could he be controlled by something suddenly? Yanyan is a Onmyoji, would he offend those bad things and control Xiao Zheng and want to hurt her?"