After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

Before Sang Zhi could speak, Zhuo Ziyue took the lead.

"My father didn't come."

Zhuo Ziyue crossed his arms, groaned, and then reached for Sangzhi's hand.

"Zhizhi, let's go."

"Sister... don't go, let me see him off." Sang Yun suddenly reached out and pulled Sang Zhi, separating the big one and the small one in front of him.

Sang Zhi was stunned, with a complicated expression: "Sang Yun..."

"I don't want you to send it."

Zhuo Ziyue stared at him dissatisfied.

"I want Zhizhi to give it to me!"

Sang Yun didn't care at all about Zhuo Ziyue's words and just stared at Sang Zhi.

Sangzhi pulled his lips and said with a smile: "Okay, you can give it to him."

Zhuo Ziyue's face immediately drooped.

"Ziyue, can you let Brother Sangyun send you off? My feet are a little painful, so I can't send you off."

Zhuo Ziyue: "..."

He glared at Sang Yun with dissatisfaction and nodded angrily.

To endure.

Otherwise, Zhizhi will think that he has a bad temper and really dislike him.

"Oh, then give it to me."

Zhuo Ziyue suddenly opened his arms: "Hold me. I can't walk."

Sangzhi: "..."

Sang Yun hummed softly, bent down and picked him up, and then gave Sang Zhi a comforting look.

"Sister, don't worry, I won't bully him. I will send him to a safe place."

Sang Yun frowned and said in a deep voice.

Sangzhi nodded.

……

In the taxi, Sang Yun handed the phone to the unhappy little guy beside him.

"Kid, call your dad and ask where he is? I'll send you there."

"No, just take me home. I'm not looking for dad."

Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips and snorted coldly.

"Hurry up and call me, or I'll sell you."

Sang Yun spoke lazily, squinting at him.

"You want to find my dad, right?"

Zhuo Ziyue frowned and looked at him warily.

Sang Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a calm voice, "Tsk."

"I didn't expect you little guy to be quite smart."

"I just want to find your father and ask him something. If you don't tell me, I won't let you go to my sister in the future."

Sang Yun said calmly.His eyes deepened.

Zhuo Ziyue: "..."

Zhuo Ziyue glared at him, but his attitude softened.

Forget it.

Who made this bad brother his brother-in-law in the future?

Zhuo Ziyue took the phone.

"Yeah, there's still Zhizhi on your phone screen! This photo looks great, can you send it to me too?"

Zhuo Ziyue's eyes shone and he grinned.

Sang Yun was stunned for a moment and looked down at the phone screen.

The screen saver is the profile of Sang Zhi, who was sleeping in front of the computer desk. The sun shines on her face through the window, giving her a sense of tranquility and a unique charm.

"Can you send it to me too?"

Zhuo Ziyue blinked.

"No."

Sang Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice cold and indifferent.

"...cheapskate. In the worst case, I will take photos of Zhizhi in the future."

Zhuo Ziyue said while playing the number.

"No more, please don't come to my house anymore." Sang Yun said with a smile.

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."

Zhuo Ziyue spoke quickly and covered his ears with his hands.

Sang Yun: "..."

He couldn't help but reach out and pinch the little guy's face.

Zhuo Ziyue snorted coldly.

The phone is connected.

Zhuo Ziyue put the phone to his ear and said obediently, "Dad, where are you now?"

"company."

The man's low and cold voice, Sang Yun, came slowly from the phone. Sang Yun narrowed his eyes, his eyes dark and dark.

"Oh..." Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips: "Then I'll go find you now."

"Own?"

Sang Yun heard the man ask.

Zhuo Ziyue subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at Sang Yun aside, denying: "No, brother Zhizhi gave it to me. He said he wanted to see you if he had something to do."

Sang Yun: "..."

"Ah."

"Come on then."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light, and he couldn't hear the joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

Sang Yun pursed her lips and squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes dark and dark.

Zhuo Ziyue hung up the phone, glanced at Sang Yun, hummed slightly, and then handed the phone to him.

……

Dongyao Technology.

Sang Yun took Zhuo Ziyue into the company's lobby, and the two quickly attracted many people to stop and look back.

"Wow, what two handsome brothers."

"Oh, he's so handsome."

"..."

"Oh my God, I really want to have a good-looking baby."

"Why do I feel that that little boy looks a bit like... Mr. Zhuo?"

The people at the front desk cast admiring glances at them from time to time.

"You've never been to your dad's company? Why don't they recognize you?"

Sang Yun glanced at the little guy sitting beside him.

"I've never been here before. It's my first time here. Why do I come to the company? I'm here to play by myself. It's better to play with my pets at home."

Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips.

"Who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

The front desk employee blinked at Sang Yun and Zhuo Ziyue.

"No appointment." Sang Yun said calmly.

"Find my dad."

Zhuo Ziyue spoke seriously.

The front desk employee was stunned and a little surprised: "Kid, who is your father? Is he an employee here?"

Zhuo Ziyue shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Qiu Yan walking over.

"Ziyue."

Qiu Yan spoke with a smile, his eyes falling on Sang Yun's face.

Sang Yun pursed her lips and frowned subconsciously.

"Let me hug you." Qiu Yan picked up Zhuo Ziyue and said with a low smile.

Several employees at the front desk were stunned, and they all came forward, "Assistant Qiu, do you have a son? The father the child is talking about is not you, right?"

Qiu Yan couldn't laugh or cry and shook his head.

"No."

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Don't you think this kid looks a bit like someone? This is Mr. Zhuo's son."

"!!!"

"..."

"sky!"

The front desk employees were all stunned, looking in disbelief.

"Uncle Qiu."

Zhuo Ziyue spoke sweetly, turned and smiled at the people at the front desk, "Pretty aunts, my dad is your president!"

"!!"

Several people were completely stunned and their bodies stiffened.

Qiu Yan smiled, turned his head and glanced at Sang Yun, his expression indifferent.

"Come on, I'll take you up there."

It wasn't until the three of them entered the executive elevator that the few at the front desk came to their senses.

"I'm going! The boss actually has a son!"

"My God, the child is still so big!"

"Is Mr. Zhuo married?"

"My boyfriend actually has a child!"

"The problem is that the little boy is too cute and handsome. He is modeled after the same mold as Mr. Zhuo. He looks like his biological son at first glance."

"I'm dumped……"

"Who is so powerful that he slept with our Mr. Zhuo?"

"I'm so sour..."

……

At the door of the CEO's office, Qiu Yan opened the door and said in a cold voice: "You guys go in first and wait for a while."

"Mr. Zhuo, aren't you here?"

Seeing that there was no one in the huge office, Sang Yun couldn't help but frown.

"Mr. Zhuo is still in a meeting."

Qiu Yan smiled and said in a calm voice: "Just go in and wait, I will make you a cup of coffee."

"Uncle Qiu, I want to drink orange juice."

Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips.

"it is good."

Qiu Yan nodded, turned around and walked out.

After he got out, the whole company almost exploded.

Various groups also started bombarding with messages.

Qiu Yan took out his cell phone and looked at it.

[Assistant Qiu, does Mr. Zhuo really have a child? 】

……

They all asked him.

Qiu Yan adjusted his glasses and smiled without saying a word.

As soon as he delivered the coffee and orange juice to the office, Zhuo Yijing ended the meeting.

Zhuo Yijing glanced at Qiu Yan when he came in, and said in a cold voice: "Take Zhuo Ziyue out to play for a while."

Qiu Yan nodded: "Okay, Mr. Zhuo."

"Dad, you're done!"

Zhuo Ziyue turned around.

Sang Yun, who was replying to a text message from Sang Zhi in the room, heard the man's voice and suddenly looked up towards the door.

Zhuo Yijin looked cold and distant, and strode to the desk without even looking at him.

Qiu Yan took a step forward, bent down and picked up Zhuo Ziyue, and said with a smile: "Little ancestor, I will take you out to play for a while."

Qiu Yan also closed the office door when he left.

Only Sang Yun and Zhuo Yijing were left in the huge office.

Zhuo Yijing sat at his desk, picked up the documents on the desk and looked at them. His expression remained unchanged and his expression was lazy and leisurely. He lowered his eyes and tapped the table with his long and white fingertips leisurely.

Sang Yun pursed her thin lips tightly. He kept looking at Zhuo Yijing, his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes had complicated emotions.

He frowned, his eyes dark.

how does it feel to...

Sang Yun narrowed his eyes, slowly tightened his palms, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Mr. Zhuo, have we met somewhere before?"