Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Jun Shiyan said he’d had dinner already, which was a regretful thing in Ling Sheng’s opinion. She told him that the next meeting would be at night, and she would cook for him and let him enjoy the products of her incredible culinary skills.

Ling Sheng didn’t expect to fall asleep. When she opened her eyes again, it was already two in the morning. This made her scratch her head in anxiety. As she did so, her eyes made contact with Jun Shiyan’s expansive orbs.

He had not removed the hindering mask even though it was nighttime, thus looking a little fearsome due to the sudden eye contact. Despite this, she managed to squeeze out an awkward smile as she said, “Sorry, it’s overtime, but I won’t charge you for that. I’ll only charge you for four hours.”

“It’s very late. Why don’t you just rest here? I’ll have An Yan take you to the filming site tomorrow.” Jun Shiyan looked at the girl with sleepy eyes. She had just woken up, so her voice was kind of hoarse and lazy.

His tone was ornate, pleasant, and a little delayed at the end. Although it was music to Ling Sheng’s ears, she shook her head. “It’s alright, I shall go home!”

This was supposed to last four hours, but she had ended up staying for two more hours or so. She remembered setting the alarm, but why had it not rung?

That was weird.

Jun Shiyan watched as she bustled down the bed, put on her shoes, grabbed her things, and dashed out. He frowned slightly, but his lips curled up in a smile as he reminded her, “The cake’s in the fridge.”

Ling Sheng smiled in embarrassment. She opened the fridge and saw all kinds of cakes, but she only took the mango-flavored one, which had originally been bought by her, as well as the matcha-flavored cake.

“Ms. Ling, I’ll take you home.” An Yan, who was guarding the door, woke up when someone opened it. He stared at her respectfully as he spoke.

“Thank you.”

Ling Sheng alighted at the entrance of a district opposite Huo Ci’s condominium, as she could not let others know that she was staying in the same district as Huo Ci.

An Yan did not drive too far away when he saw the girl exiting the district she had entered not too long ago. She scanned both sides of the road in alert before entering Gulf One[1.’Gulf One’ is the name of the condominium.] which was opposite the district.

His lips curled up in a mocking manner. That was totally unexpected!

Girls had huge appetites, and it was hard to know what scheming motives they had. Even he had been almost fooled into believing that she was a poor child.

Gulf One was the most luxurious condominium in the capital. It was priced at 500,000 per square meter, and every unit occupied 500 square meters. This was a double-story vintage building.

It was also Master’s first venture into the property market after he had succeeded the Gu Family.

The units had been sold out as soon as they had been put up for sale. From this project alone, they had profited tens of billions of US dollars.

If she could afford to live in this condominium, how could she lack money? She might have other motives for getting close to Master!

Ling Sheng opened the door and entered discreetly. Only

The living room was dark and empty. It was extremely silent in the middle of the night.

She did not dare turn on the lights. Instead, she just went to the fridge and put her cake in. When she turned around, she let out a terrified scream upon seeing the person who had appeared silently behind her. Her heart raced, and she tried to rebuke him in a hushed voice. “What are you doing?”

A human could scare another human to death!

“You still know the way home!” Huo Ci let out a creepy cold laugh. He had pretended to come out for a drink but had been infuriated when she’d walked straight ahead without calling to explain her late return. He gritted his teeth as he lashed out. “Where were you fooling around?”

“We promised not to interfere in each other’s personal lives,” Ling Sheng said casually, as though this ought to be a rule.

“Who said Old Man cares about your life?” Huo Ci was enraged as his chest moved in an upward and downward motion continuously. He swallowed before bellowing, “I was asking on behalf of Xiao Qi, to see if his mother was out to find him a stepfather!”

“Finding a stepfather is normal. After all, I’m young and pretty. I can’t be a widow forever.” Ling Sheng changed shoes and walked into the bathroom after grabbing her pajamas.

Huo Ci pointed at her in anger, seemingly wanting to speak. She shut the door, leaving his handsome face fuming.