Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

On the other hand, clever Ling Xiaoqi took the initiative to step forward. “Teacher Meng, she’s my aunt. The man sitting beside me is my uncle.”

The homeroom teacher was speechless.

All the parents present were speechless.

Although she could not see the man’s face, she found his looks very familiar.

Especially when he spoke, his voice was magnetic and pleasant to the ears. It was very familiar.

Bao’s mother, who was a fan of Huo Ci, kept staring at him.

For some reason, his voice sounded like Huo Ci’s, and their figures were alike.

The same applied to the girl. Her eyes were pretty and they felt very familiar. She must have seen them somewhere before.

However, the duo did not look like husband and wife.

Since the couple had such a sensible and adorable son, their relationship had to be very good and intimate.

It was definitely awkward for a divorced couple to attend a meeting with their son’s other parent or meet suddenly.

There was no awkward vibe between the adults and the child, and it felt strangely harmonious when they sat together.

The meeting ended.

Huo Ci stood up and strode out on his long legs. His brows were furrowed tightly, and his chest was suffocating with anger.

Why had the brat come along?

Next time, even if his mother was up to no good, even if his father scolded him to death, he would definitely not attend this d*mn meeting.

Ling Sheng’s entourage, especially Mo Mo’s mother, had a long chat with her before she took her son’s hand and followed Mo Mo’s mother outside.

Outside the kindergarten, Huo Ci leaned lazily against his sports car door, his head lowered as he swiped at his phone. When he saw the duo approaching, he looked up to take a look.

“Uncle.” Ling Xiaoqi ran over on his short legs, his eyes full of happiness.

Grandpa had not left! He had been waiting for him and Mummy!

Ling Sheng had not expected him not to leave and wait for them. After saying goodbye to Mo Mo’s mother, she carried Xiaoqi to the car, removed her mask, and smiled. “Thank you, Dad.”

Huo Ci looked as though he had swallowed a fly before he bellowed in annoyance. “Scram!”

How could he not want his d*mn daughter?

After Ling Sheng was done filming, she would have to wait one week before she went on a variety show.

Then, she would have some free time, so she had told her grandma that she wanted to have some fun with Jun Shiyan.

It was the middle of the afternoon, and Ling Sheng was wearing a beige long dress, a straw hat, and sunglasses. She looked like a fairy.

“Sheng Sheng, be careful on the way.” Su Xiyin looked at her precious granddaughter and warned her worriedly. “Be careful when you’re out having fun. Call Grandma when you get there, got it?”

She could hardly be at ease if she had to go on vacation to Europe!

“Grandma, I understand.” Ling Sheng hugged her. “I’m already an adult, I won’t get lost. Don’t worry.”

…

Ling Sheng regretted it.

It was a hot day, so where were they supposed to meet? What kind of park was this?

The sun was high, and there was no one on the road.

Ling Sheng suddenly felt like she was seeing netizens in a non-mainstream era. For some reason, she felt nervousness and anticipation.

Not far away, there was a wooden bridge over flowing water. It was a very beautiful sight.

When Ling Sheng reached the bridge, she saw the wheelchair-bound man opposite her. He was the only one rolling in a wheelchair.

They were standing on each end of the bridge.

Jun Shiyan took a look at the girl standing on the bridge. His narrow eyes were gentle, and his slender fingers typed a few words: Sheng Sheng, come over to my side.

Then, he hit Send.