Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle Chapter 1293 - The Song Couple (20)

Chapter 1293: The Song Couple (20)

After he finished speaking, someone shouted for him from behind.
Ji Xing looked over. There were seven to eight men standing beside the car, smoking. When they saw him looking over, they even nodded at him in a friendly manner as a greeting.
Han Ding waved at Ji Xing again before running towards her brothers. He did not expect boss to already have a boyfriend and was so handsome, his temperament and looks were on par with Brother Ci’s.
Ji Xing carried the two bags of snacks and walked behind. He was afraid that she would lose her balance and fall down again, so he watched from behind.
Song Yiyan opened a pack of crisps and muttered to herself as she ate, “He’s my underling, I just accepted him yesterday. I don’t want to be the boss, he’s the one who keeps calling me that. I have no choice.”
She did not know what was wrong with her. Why was she saying all this? After saying this, she felt that she was being superfluous.
However, she could not take back what she had said.
Ji Xing hummed softly, his eyes gradually softened and his lips curled into a happy smile.
Song Yiyan ordered dinner for everyone. The man’s cooking was so delicious that she wanted to swallow her tongue.
After dinner, Ji Xing cleaned and washed the dishes.
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Song Yiyan ran to the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, she placed the yellow paper, cinnabar, and brush she had bought neatly on the coffee table. After putting her palms together and muttering to herself, she began to draw talismans.
Ji Xing did not know what she was doing, it seemed like she was drawing something. When he came out of the shower, he saw that the woman was already curled up on the sofa and sleeping.
She was thin to begin with, and when she curled up into a ball, she was indescribably cute. Her fair little face was covered in red things, like a little cat.
On the coffee table, there was a brush, cinnabar, and a messy drawing of yellow paper. Under the brush was a half-drawn talisman.
He frowned, wondering what she was doing. These things were used by Taoists to draw talismans. She wasn’t going to be a celebrity anymore, was she going to switch careers and become a charlatan?
“Song Yiyan,” Ji Xing looked down at her and called.
Song Yiyan didn’t react at all. After falling asleep, her entire body was as soft as a fluffy ball.
Ji Xing’s heart softened as he looked at her. He squatted beside her and scraped the tip of her nose with his long fingers. “You stole my bed. I’m going to sleep on your bed.”
Song Yiyan was tickled by his antics. She patted his hand and twitched her nose.
Ji Xing looked at the woman who was sleeping like a little pig. In the end, he shook his head helplessly and bent down to pick her up.
The young lady in his arms reached out and hugged his waist. Her little face rubbed against his chest, making her look like a coquettish kitten.
Song Yiyan’s phone was thrown elsewhere. It was unknown whether it fell to the ground or was thrown onto the ground by her.
Ji Xing picked up his phone and the notification sound rang. A WeChat message clearly popped up on the screen.
It was a message from someone she named number one. “Do you have time tomorrow? I want to see you.”
The profile picture was of a young and handsome man with a bright smile.
He tightened his grip on the phone, as if he was about to crush it. His eyes were cold and his lips curled into a mocking smile.
Number one?
Number one was the one who sent her the message?
What about him? What number was he? Had she made up numbers for every man?
The woman on the bed was sleeping peacefully. She seemed to have dreamed of something and even giggled while hugging the blanket.
He turned his head and looked. Cute? How was she cute? He was just blind!
The phone was thrown heavily into the corner of the sofa. He picked up a coat and left the door resolutely without any hesitation.
With a bang, the door was slammed shut. As if extremely afraid, it even trembled twice.
On the sofa, An Yin suddenly appeared. She looked at the dark screen of her phone, then at the door, and finally at the sleeping Song Yiyan.
Her boyfriend was so angry that he seemed to have misunderstood her.
When Song Yiyan woke up in the morning, the house was cold and cheerless. There was no man’s scent in the living room, kitchen, bathroom, or the balcony.
“What are you looking for?” An Yin watched as she leaned on the floor and looked under the sofa and bed, thinking that she was looking for something.
“Where’s the man?” Song Yiyan mumbled, then yawned and ruffled her messy hair.
An Yin was speechless. Her boyfriend was the kind of person who would hide under the sofa and under the bed?
Song Yiyan didn’t know where the man had gone, she put on her slippers and went to wash up. Did the man go to work? Did the supermarket open at this time?
An Yin said, “He’s gone.”
Song Yiyan turned her head. “Did he go to the supermarket?”
An Yin stood at the door and shook her head. “He left last night.”
Song Yiyan sneered and didn’t care. “So what if he left!”
Who cares about him!
An Yin looked at her apologetically. “I’m sorry, your boyfriend saw the message that scumbag Yan Mingxi sent you. He might have misunderstood something, do you want me to help explain?”
Song Yiyan gritted her teeth angrily. “The bastard peeped at my phone?”
Seeing the anger in her body, An Yin hurriedly shook her head and explained, “He saw it accidentally. I can testify that he happened to see it when he picked up your phone.”
She did not want to be the one who ruined their relationship. She had to explain herself and not let others misunderstand.
Song Yiyan sneered and snorted. She did not reply, but her movements became even more vicious.
That wretched man was an ingrate that she did not know well. He did not even tell her that he had left. It was better if he had left. If he had the guts, he would never return!
Song Yiyan looked at the messy kitchen, the pot that had fallen to the ground, the charred fried eggs and bread, and the oil that splashed all over the kitchen. She was depressed.
In the end, she clearly realized her strengths, cooking was hellishly difficult for her. It was better to go out and eat!
When An Yin went out, she could only possess her jade pendant. She could clearly feel that she was in an extremely anxious and angry state, scaring her so much that she did not dare to breathe loudly.
Her boyfriend had left home and she was angry.
She wanted to tell her that her boyfriend cared about her a lot and asked her to go out and look for him. It was good that the misunderstanding was cleared up. Otherwise, the misunderstanding would only worsen.
But she was a dead person and did not dare to speak…
Song Yiyan couldn’t go to the production team anymore and had nothing to do during the day. She lay at home for the entire day, and only got up when An Yin told her that it was time to go on a date.