Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Seeing that the little girl was finally happy, Jun Shiyan nodded. “Okay.”

The cameramen criticized them internally. When did you see it speak? It’s a donkey!

Ling Sheng was planning to take Jun Shiyan home first, but he was living beside their small courtyard.

Jun Shiyan looked at the cameramen and said politely and elegantly, “Brothers, I don’t want anyone to film my house. Please wait outside.”

Ling Sheng smiled. “Brothers, wait for me. I’ll take him in and come out immediately.”

They had initially thought that Ling Sheng was kind-hearted and helpful during filming.

However, as they walked, they could basically confirm that the duo knew each other and they waited outside sensibly.

Although the man was wheelchair-bound, he had an air of elegance and arrogance. Even though he had deliberately restrained himself, he still made one respect him.

“You live here? Don’t you have anywhere to go?” Ling Sheng asked him in a low voice when she entered the courtyard.

“I’m on leave,” Jun Shiyan said in a sexy and rich voice with a pleasant smile. “The air here is nice. Very appropriate.”

Ling Sheng thought, Fine! Whatever you say.

“What about Assistant An? Why didn’t you let him follow you outside?” Ling Sheng was a little angry.

“He went out. I don’t know where he went.” Jun Shiyan shifted the blame on An Yan.

“He misunderstood his duty. Doesn’t he know that it’s not convenient for you to go out alone? How could he do that?” Ling Sheng growled angrily.

Jun Shiyan let out a low cough and smiled. “I’ll just dock his pay.”

Before An Yan could step into the house, he heard that his salary was being deducted. His face darkened, and he choked silently. Master, you can’t kill a donkey by stepping on it. That’s not nice!

“Assistant An.” Upon seeing him return, Ling Sheng frowned and asked, “Where did you go?”

An Yan forced a smile. “Hi, Ms. Ling. I was out and about. Why are you with the Third Master?”

“Your master’s wheelchair rolled over. Why were you strolling around?” Ling Sheng thought of him sitting alone on the ground, completely deserted. If she had not walked by coincidentally, she did not know how long he would have had to wait for his assistant to arrive. She was fuming. “Your Master is not paying you to go out on walks!”

An Yan thought to himself, My Master set up a trap for you, yet you’re still very protective of him. He could only smile apologetically. “Sorry, my bad. I’ll be more careful in the future.”

Upon seeing the young girl hurling verbal abuse like a cannon, Jun Shiyan suddenly felt very satisfied. Somehow, he was looking forward to hearing her scold his assistant more.

After Ling Sheng taught An Yan a lesson, she realized that she had gone overboard. Since Assistant An was the Third Master’s man, it was his turn to be angry. She looked at An Yan apologetically. “Sorry, I was a little anxious just now. Assistant An, don’t be mad at me.”

Jun Shiyan shot him a cold, threatening gaze.

An Yan smiled hurriedly. “No, Ms. Ling, you’re doing this for my Master’s own good. It’s my fault. Even if you scold me to death, it will still be my fault. Go ahead and scold me, I don’t mind.” Only

Ling Sheng was speechless.

How could someone be so happy after being criticized?

Was Assistant An secretly holding a grudge?

However, it was an impulsive moment, and she could not retract the words that had spilled out of her mouth!

An Yan was sensible enough to say that he wanted to unpack and give them some space.

Jun Shiyan’s house was decorated with new items. One look and one could tell that they were new. However, he was not in a hurry to decorate the place with them.

Ling Sheng suddenly had a bold idea. Could he have already been prepared when she had received the show’s notice?