Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng shook his head: "You come here quickly, uncle has something to ask you."

After Song Yiyan swept around, her eyes fell on Ji Xing, feeling that everyone except her own man was very unreliable.

Ji Xing patted the position beside him and asked her to sit over.

Song Yiyan sat down with some anxiety, and after doing two things for the little Sangyu mother and daughter, she spent a lot of energy, her face was a bit pale at the moment: "Uncle, if you have something, just say it directly, as long as I can If you do, you will never shirk it."

She doesn't need to circumscribe the relationship between her and Shengsheng, just talk about it directly.

Rong Yin: "People from the Onmyoji Alliance have looked for you?"

Song Yiyan nodded, and hurriedly explained: "They want me to join. I didn't agree. Am I the kind of person who can be imprisoned by the organization? Their kind of organization, there are so many things, I don't like it. ."

I have looked for her more than once or twice, and the few elders who are not dead have looked for her many times, and the conditions given are very generous, let her consider it.

"I hope you can agree." Rong Yin is very serious and serious: "I just dared to discuss with Ayan, I hope you can join the Onmyoji Alliance and become the leader."

Song Yiyan is a bit embarrassed. She has always been accustomed to being alone. Even in the original world, how many people want to win her and destroy her if they can’t win. She has never succumbed: "Uncle, this I need to think about it."

She is so free and comfortable, she doesn't like the feeling of being restrained. If she enters the Onmyoji Alliance, she won't be bound to death by all the **** rules. It's too annoying and not suitable for her personality.

"After you become the leader, I will send someone to deal with the follow-up issues. You, the leader, don't need to do anything, don't care, I only need you in your name." Rong Yin knew what she was worried about.

Song Yiyan: "I don't think I can be the leader of the leader. Uncle, your hands are all stretched into the Onmyoji Alliance?"

She has nothing but strength. There are many old people in the Onmyoji Alliance, and it is impossible for her to be a newcomer to be their leader.

However, if Rong Yin really wanted to push her to the highest position, it would not be impossible. It seems that the Onmyoji Alliance has already annoyed the public, so that they have begun to seek them out.

She would not simply think that Shang Yu and Xiao Sangyu's affairs were so influential, enough to allow Rong Yin to move the behemoth of Onmyoji Alliance.

Rong faintly smiled, can’t deny, no matter where the huge Hua Xia would be out of his control, the Onmyoji Alliance is no exception, but it’s just because their intricate forces are very complicated, and their strength is very strong. Just start with them.

Since I decided to use Song Yiyan, I would not hide it and told her all his thoughts. As for whether she agrees or disagrees, it is all up to her, he will not force her.

Song Yiyan thought for a moment. Since she can sit on the position of the leader without any effort, why not do it, and nodded: "Uncle, I can!"

She couldn't understand the arrogant faces of those guys in the Onmyoji Alliance a long time ago, and when she became their boss, it seemed that they were not arrogant.

Just thinking about themselves as the leader of the alliance, their faces are a little eager to try.

"Well, then you can wait for my news." Rong Yin said.

Ling Sheng took advantage of their time to speak and went upstairs to see Xiao Sangyu and the others. There was nothing wrong with her anyway.

But Song Yiyan was lazy, the kind of person who could lie down but wouldn't sit down, and he was able to agree to this, but she was surprised.

When Situ Sang saw that his daughter and his wife woke up, he was relieved and let Zhao Chao who was lying in the living room be taken away.

They didn't stop it. His wife and children were almost killed. It must be a good lesson for those behind the scenes.

After Song Yiyan agreed, she regretted it again. After getting in the car, she looked at Ji Xing with a bitter expression, "Did I pit myself?"

Ji Xing smiled and knocked on her smooth forehead, gloating: "Did you just promise you that you can become the leader?"

Just now in front of the concealment, look at the one who gave her to arrogance, and promise to others that he will be competent, and then give a lesson to those onmyojis who are above the top and tell them what is a real onmyoji. Strength.

"I regret it, can't it work? You know, I'm the most afraid of trouble." Song Yiyan kept her mouth flat, knocking on Jixing in depression: "Go down and tell the uncle that I'm not doing it."

Ji Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and laughed lowly: "It's a bit late to regret now. Uncle should have already started planning."

"Then what to do?" Song Yiyan's heart was gone, and she was resting on Ji Xing's thigh, and she sniffed miserably, "Speak!"

"Don't you still have me?" Ji Xing smiled more and more spoiled: "With me, don't worry about those things, I will take care of them."

Song Yiyan sighed, her head twitched, and when she got fever, she immediately responded and asked herself something to do: "You will be the leader then."

Ji Xing: "Then what are you doing?"

Song Yiyan turned her head and blurted out without hesitation: "I will be your puppet."

Ji Xing couldn't hold back a chuckle and laughed, and gently scraped the tip of her nose: "Okay."

Song Yiyan had been tossing for two days, very tired, and wasted a lot of energy when saving people, she closed her eyes and fell asleep without saying a few words.

Ji Xing hugged her and got out of the car. He caught sight of the old man standing at the door and walked over: "Grandpa."

Song Chen looked at the sleeping granddaughter in his arms. If it weren't for his legs and feet, he would definitely not let the stinky boy in front of him hold her. He lowered his voice, "What's the matter?"

Why is this still asleep? Are you drunk or tired?

Ji Xing: "She is a little tired, I will send her back to the bedroom, and then come out to find you."

The little woman in her arms slept very well, and she showed no sign of waking up when she was held by someone when she arrived home, just like a little lazy pig.

Song Chen gave a hum, with an unhappy expression in his eyes.

In the living room, the Song family are all here, Song Jing couple, Song Shu couple, and the second son Song Yang, grandchildren are also here.

Ji Xing calmly looked at the people present, and slightly nodded as a greeting. Under the death gaze from the Song family, he hugged them and went straight to the second floor.

Song Chen also made a silent gesture to them, stop talking, and awakened his precious granddaughter.

Everyone in the Song family looked angrily at Ji Xing's back: This is all in the room, so arrogant?