Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

Chapter 59: Third Master, Save Me!

When he saw the two identical cards on the ground, Jun Shiyan’s eyes revealed his intensifying heartbreak. He did not want to look at them anymore. The coldness of his voice could make one freeze when he ordered, “An Yan, take him to see Ms. Ling.”

His hands, which were positioned on the wheelchair, were holding it with a death grip. His knuckles gradually turned white and his veins stood out.

She had deceived him!

Humph!

Huo Ci’s woman was there to cheat him out of money!

How badly had Huo Ci deprived her of money to compel her to act in such a manner?

Huo Ci looked at the girl on the bed, who was laying like a sleeping pig. Her small face was red. This, in combination with other accumulated incidents, made him seethe with anger.

She was sleeping so peacefully.

She was not the least bit alert!

What a simple-minded girl!

How could one give birth to such a daughter?

She would probably be oblivious even if she was raped by a man!

He bent down and picked her up.

In her semi-conscious state, Ling Sheng opened her eyes and saw Huo Ci’s handsome face. She shivered in shock, knowing instinctively that she was going to be punished.

Jun Shiyan watched her. “Miss Ling, do you know him?”

Ling Sheng shook her head vigorously. “I don’t know him. Third Master, please save me. I don’t want to leave with him.”

Huo Ci’s face darkened like a pot’s bottom instantly. He bit the back of his molars and growled. “Repeat yourself if you have the guts, brat.”

Ling Sheng directed a pleading look at Jun Shiyan as she struggled with all her might. Her eyes brimmed with tears after being growled at. “Save me, Third Master!”

Jun Shiyan’s calm, expansive eyes brightened as his hope grew. His voice was cold when he ordered him. “Let go of her.”

Exasperated, Huo Ci thought he should have let her die outside. However, he responded by curling his lips up coldly. “Xiao Qi is sick. Are you coming home?”

Upon hearing this, Ling Sheng stopped struggling and her whole body went still at once. Despite the remnants of intoxication, her eyes revealed an element of haziness that demanded one’s pity. In a soft voice, she asked, “What happened to Xiao Qi?”

“Who’s Xiao Qi?” Jun Shiyan’s voice was hoarse when he looked at Ling Sheng, wanting to seek the last confirmation.

He hoped wholeheartedly that she would tell him that she did not know Huo Ci or that she was not Huo Ci’s woman.

“My pet dog.” Huo Ci let out an immensely haughty laugh.

“You are the dog! If Xiao Qi’s a dog, I’m also a dog. Then what are you?” Infuriated, Ling Sheng questioned him angrily.

Huo Ci replied, “I’m a dog too, alright?”

Satisfied, Ling Sheng smiled like silly before rushing him. “Let’s go home quickly. Let’s go home!”

The darkness in Jun Shiyan’s eyes deepened.

She was acting coquettishly.

She was acting coquettishly around Huo Ci!

So she really was Huo Ci’s woman...

Huo Ci regarded the man in the wheelchair, who looked like he had suffered a huge blow instantly.

The sight of him enveloped in defeated darkness made him feel exhilarated.

Jun Shiyan also had despondent and defeated moments.

He had thought he was a robot who never had any feelings!

It seemed like he cared a lot about his brat.

That would be great!

He was going to punish that son of a b*tch.

However, this was merely a moment when he had lost his normal demeanor.

Jun Shiyan recovered quickly and his lips curled up in a thin, cold smile. “I shall remind Mr. Huo to watch over his woman well!”

“Third Master Jun shall not have to worry about this.” Huo Ci left with Ling Sheng in his arms. However, he backtracked after taking a few steps. “Jun Shiyan, let me warn you. You’d better not hit her up, or I’ll kill you!”

An Yan was dumbfounded as he watched Huo Ci carry the girl away.

In an instant, Jun Shiyan started coughing all of a sudden. His body shook vigorously, as though he would cough out his lungs at any moment.

An Yan’s face waned from the shock, but he stood quietly aside.

Master had really gotten incensed this time.

That was the first time he had seen Master react with such rocky, unstable emotions.

The mask on his face, which was made of silver material, dropped to the ground while he was vigorously shaking, revealing a face one would find earth-shakingly handsome regardless of how many times one had seen it.

Blood started oozing from the side of his mouth, yet his lips curled up and he let out a low sarcastic laugh.

His fair, slender fingers rose to cover his heart.

What a joke.

After living for so long, he had actually been played by a lying woman.