Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng gritted her back teeth and stared at her fiercely: "Mother, I'm not interested!"

Dongfang Meng frowned and pointed at her angrily: "Who do you call? Whom do you call?"

Ling Sheng: "Just call you, I said I am not the woman of Huo Ci, and I will call you once every time you say it, Aunt Aunt Aunty."

Dongfang Meng: This stinky girl is really dying, clenched her fists, rushed out to her face suddenly, and stopped about a centimeter away from her face. The advantage of her height is that she can look down on her: "Don’t hide, How do you know I won't hit you?"

"Does your soldiers violate the military laws?" Ling Sheng listened to her, watching her every move, she knew that she would not do it casually.

But she is so tall!

She is one and a half meters tall, and looks like a little bird in front of her. She has to look up and look at her. She must be one and eight inches tall.

Dongfang Meng withdrew his hand, gave her a business card, and said, "If you figure it out, find me. Don't be afraid. I will help you whatever you want."

As long as Nangong Lengyu can be frustrated! Seeing her sad and painful, she will be happy.

Ling Sheng looked at the business card. Sister Xindao, you can get it. I don't need you to help me deal with anyone. I have no grudges with them.

Dongfang Dream left before Wen Ruoshui came out and looked at Ling Sheng: "Can you come in for a chat?"

Ling Sheng looked at her, always feeling that the name Wen Ruoshui seemed to have been said by someone before. He was very familiar, but he couldn't remember, so he hurriedly followed in: "She didn't do it!"

"No." Wen Ruoshui shook his head: "She is that temper. She has always been in turmoil since she was a child, and she will come here if she is afraid of something wrong."

"Oh!" Ling Sheng doesn't want to get involved in anyone's nostalgia. Now his mind is all muddled. Her words are obviously the one who defends and beats people, but are you worried about hitting people? What reason.

"Huo Ci is you?" Wen Ruoshui knew that maybe he shouldn't ask, but after all he couldn't be a bystander. He coughed and assured her: "Don't worry, I won't tell others."

"My cousin." Where did Ling Sheng dare to say that it was her own father. When she said that to others, she felt quite natural, but when facing her, she actually gave birth to shameful guilt.

She was sure that her father hadn't been in love or married for so many years, and he didn't even have a woman he liked, so she definitely couldn't let go of the Nangong actress.

But if the Nangong Shadow Queen knew that he had a daughter, would they not get back together even if they both had the meaning of reunion?

Wen Ruoshui knew by looking at her dodging eyes that she didn't tell the truth, but she couldn't continue to ask questions, the little girl didn't want to say.

Ling Sheng wanted to know the old story between Nangong Shadow Empress and her father, and why the two of them had become like this. She gave a hint of flaunting, but the layman didn't mean to tell her, so he could only give up.

But she got a shocking message. The beautiful and gentle layman in front of her may be... the lover of her second uncle who is said to be dead.

That means……

"Shengsheng, what's the matter with you? God didn't guard her?" Su Yi took her arm, and the two of them were walking down the mountain. Seeing that she had been thinking about things, they asked her strangely.

Ling Sheng suddenly had a bold thought in his heart. Could the man in the wheelchair she met was her second uncle Yan Yuanfei? Hearing Su Yi's call, he came back to his senses: "So fast It's down the mountain."