Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng turned her head and ran into the gentle and soothing eyes of the man. For a while, the warmth and gratitude in her chest made her nose sore and her chest swelled.

Xiao Qi heard the sound, her red eyes filled with mist again, she looked at him, bit her lip, and clenched her small fist.

Uncle Jun said it was his father.

The word father has been brewing in my heart for a long time, fermenting for a long time, and slowly warming my heart.

He was wondering whether Uncle Jun is the **** of the sky, who will come down from the sky to help him and Mommy.

Jun Shiyan sat in a wheelchair, stopped when he was in front of him, guarded the woman and the child behind him, and looked at the opposite person: "I am Xiaoqi's father, her husband, tell me something!"

Xiao Qi... is her son?

Who is Xiao Qi's father?

District Chief Xie looked at the man in front of him, a handicapped, a slut, no wonder he could not raise a child, and arrogantly looked at him: "What are you? I tell you that reconciliation is impossible, unless you lose money and kneel. Come down and apologize to my wife and son."

"My surname is Jun, first name Shiyan, can this gentleman speak well, if it is really my son who made a mistake, we can apologize, or lose money and kneel down." Jun Shiyan's voice is smiling, but his eyes are not. It is the cold and solemn killing of thousands of miles.

Xu Xi followed behind with a complicated expression. The monk of Zhang Er couldn't figure it out. What's the situation? Is this the little girl in front of him?

Didn't An Yan mean the little girl? He watched the video and looked at the photos. He was just a young girl. How could he even have a child? This child must be three years old!

San Ye is like being a father, do you want to be a stepdad?

"Jun Shiyan?" District Chief Xie heard him say that he was Jun Shiyan, and pointed at him amusedly: "You stepped on a horse thinking that you could pretend to be the third master in a wheelchair and wearing a mask? You said you were the third master. I also said that I am your uncle!"

What? This is, the person in front of you is looking for death, who is not good to impersonate, dare to impersonate the third master!

Who is San Ye? The Lord Yama of the capital, who doesn't know that San Ye is not married and has no children!

Even if San Ye had a child, would he go to this kind of kindergarten?

it's so funny!

Ling Sheng held his son's hand and couldn't bear to look directly. He could already predict the fate of this idiot.

Xu Xi felt that some people just had no brains. There were still people in the world who dared to pretend to be the Third Master. They were afraid that they didn't want to live anymore. The expression in their eyes suddenly became dark, and they came to District Chief Xie with lightning speed.

District Chief Xie screamed, and the next moment he knelt in front of Jun Shiyan with a thud, wailing in pain, but he was squeezed by someone's shoulder, and he couldn't move.

Ling Sheng clearly saw the idiot in front of him, his knees knocked on the floor tiles, the floor tiles cracked at an invisible speed, and blood splashed.

The scalp was suddenly numb, so cruel!

The man in front of him should also be San Ye's assistant, who replaced An Yan, but he started much harder than An Yan.

"My husband! My husband..." Xie Junhao's mother was so frightened, she rushed up crying, but was kicked by Xu Xi, smiling bloodthirsty and cruel, and asked coldly: "Do you think that in this capital, someone dares to pretend to be us three? Lord?"

District Chief Xie was so scared that he knew it when he was kicked on the ground. The person in front of him was definitely Sanye. No one was so cruel except him.