Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

"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 conversation, closed his eyes, and sunlight came in from the window.

At dawn, the fear entrenched in his heart like a devil also dissipated. There is no need to worry that something invisible will appear at any time. He can finally squint at ease.

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 with a pair of white shoes on his feet. He also wore 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, 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 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 okay, 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, but she didn't follow it.

The **** of 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, snot and tears, talking about the painful experience last night: "I think it’s because we are in your building. Next, that thing might know that you are good, but didn’t catch up, Teacher Song, you must help us."

After Song Yiyan heard it, the thing didn't hurt them, just frightened them: "In the daytime, the sun is heavy 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 go 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 wrapper. She licked it when she stretched out her tongue. The action was unspeakably cute.

"It's not troublesome." Song Yiyan stretched out five fingers, her brothers still settled the accounts, and she is not familiar with them: "You can 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 far, he was amazed: "Yunzhe, this girl is interesting!"

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

Fuck!

Isn't Yun Zhe interested in other girls?

No, no, no, he must be strangled in the cradle. He is currently on the rise, and he cannot 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, and 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. I 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 tea and water as a little brother?"

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

"Don't all of your artists have to have a driver's bodyguard? I'll be a driver for you from now on." 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 to make money without wages, how can you support your family, your wife and children drink northwest wind!"

"Boss, in fact, let's tell you the truth, my house has several buildings in Nanxiangli. When I come out for rent, I like to chat with people to relieve boredom, not for making 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 an ultra-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. He is a native of Beijing. His ancestors have been Beijing people 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.