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

The color does not change on the front.

"I was just passing by to see someone in the office."

Sang Zhi was a little embarrassed, she pulled her lips and coughed twice.

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zhuo Yijing.

"Let's go, Zhuo Ziyue is waiting for us."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was cold and indifferent.

Zhou Zheng pulled his lips, looked up at Sang Zhi, and said hesitantly: "Are you... together?"

He frowned.

Sangzhi shook his head quickly.

"we do not have."

"I'll treat you to a wedding banquet when we get married."

The two spoke in unison.

Zhou Zheng: "..."

Sang Zhi was also stunned and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

What did Zhuo Yijing just say?

What to marry?

Before Sang Zhi could continue, Zhuo Yijing took her and left.

Zhou Zheng stood there with his eyebrows furrowed. He turned slightly sideways and raised his eyes to look at the man and woman not far away, his eyes darkening.

"Zhuo Yijing, please let me go quickly!"

Sang Zhi lowered his head, his wrists were red from his pinching.

Zhuo Yijing glanced at her wrist and said, "Sorry."

He let go of her, opened the passenger door and put her into the car.

"..."

"I can take a taxi myself."

Zhuo Yijin looked indifferent.

"Put your seatbelt on."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, rolled her eyes at him, and sighed helplessly.

Sangzhi pulled on the seat belt and put it on, looking glum.

"Do you have an spy around me? Or have you been looking for someone to monitor me? How do I feel... you always seem to know where I am..."

Sangzhi hesitated for a while, then asked.

Isn't Zhuo Yijing really spying on her?

Wherever she is, this person can find her.

"No."

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change.

"Don't tell me I was passing by again."

Sangzhi chuckled.

"Not at all."

Zhuo Yijin denied it.

"Xinrong told me."

"..." Sang Zhi remained silent. After a while, he continued: "Your niece talks a lot."

Shen Ru was able to find this place probably because of what Tan Xinrong said.

As for why Tan Xinrong knew...

Gee.

Because Sang Lingxue and Tan Xinrong "reconciled".

However, she didn't understand why Tan Xinrong told Zhuo Yijing again.

"Then...Mr. Zhuo, you are really free."

Sangzhi curled his lips.

Zhuo Yijin remained silent and looked calm.

Sang Zhi felt a little bored, so he had to close his eyes and lean on the back of the chair.

"Some time ago... weren't you scared to death of Mrs. Xie? Why are you not scared today and why are you still irritating her?"

Sangzhi didn't open her eyes, she pulled her lips.

"How do you know? You were here a long time ago?"

"Xinrong has been on the phone with me, I heard it."

Zhuo Yijing said.

"Oh……"

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids and clenched his hands unconsciously.

"Afraid. Why aren't you afraid? I don't have the power like her. It's just...ever since the day Sang Lingxue got engaged, I didn't want to endure it anymore.

Besides...she had too much time to take care of herself.Mr. Xie went to find the illegitimate child himself and divorced Mrs. Xie.

This shows that the illegitimate child is very important to Mr. Xie.Maybe it will replace Xie Fengyi.

Clearly, things were not going well for her.Even if she did do something to me, I wouldn't care anymore. "

When the police investigated Sang Qinan's crime clearly and she took back Sang's family name and gave it to Sang Yun, she could really not care about anything.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes and his eyebrows moved slightly.

"Actually, you're right. I really don't need to take care of them all my life just for a few years of nurturing. I also have my own life."

Sang Zhi slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.

"Whether it's at my adoptive father's house or at my uncle's house, I am an outsider after all. My only relative is Sang Yun. But I didn't handle his feelings for me well..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, feeling helpless.

"And he is an adult and it's time to shoulder his responsibilities. I also want to continue my own life."

She stayed with the Sang family for 8 years.

He stayed at his uncle's house for another nine years.

When she was 17 years old, she lost Ji Yixun first. Before she even had time to deal with the funerals of Ji Yixun and his mother and brother, she received a letter from Sang Qichen.

She rushed back to Tangcheng from Chenyang overnight. By that time, Sang Qichen had become ill from overwork. On his deathbed, he secretly entrusted Sang, Sang Jun and Feng Qiuling to her.

She thought of accompanying Sang Qichen for treatment, but Sang Qichen jumped off the building within two days.

Sang Qinan directly occupied the Sang family, drove Sang Jun and others away, and even secretly contacted Sang Qichen's special lawyer to transfer the shares.

Because Sang Qichen made two wills just to be on the safe side.What she got was the real will.

But unexpectedly, the lawyer betrayed Sang Qichen.

However, those audio recordings and evidence were handed over to her after the lawyer was "stabbed in the back" by Sang Qinan and his conscience came to light.

"So...how are you going to move on with your life?"

Zhuo Yijing sneered and said coldly.

"Go back to the countryside and spend your whole life holding a monument without a word? Waiting for a dead person who will never wait?"

"..."

Sang Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the man aside with sharp eyes.

She gritted her teeth.

"Did Mr. Zhuo still say that he didn't monitor me or investigate me? I'm afraid there isn't anything about me that you don't know, right?"

Sang Zhi sneered, his face full of disdain and contempt.

Zhuo Yi longed for silence and frowned.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Yes."

"How many hairs do you have...I don't know this."

The corners of Sang Zhi's mouth twitched fiercely, and she didn't know what to say.

"..."

"Mr. Zhuo is quite humorous."

Sangzhi sneered.

Zhuo Yi's expression remained unchanged: "Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

Sang Zhi felt that she had nothing to say to him, so she closed her eyes again.

However, Zhuo Yijing did not intend to let her go.

"So, how are you going to move on with your life? What are you going to do? Huh?"

Sangzhi didn't notice the coolness in the man's tone.

She didn't open her eyes, and her voice was low, filled with fatigue and vicissitudes of life.

"I……"

Sangzhi paused, glanced at the man's angular profile, hesitated, and said.

"I want to study abroad."

She thought carefully about what Sang Yun said.

She also thought about Zhuo Yijing's words.

She and Zhuo Yijing had no feelings. They had an unclear relationship. If they continued to get entangled, she would only be hurt.

She wants to live for herself.

She wants to continue receiving psychotherapy, and she wants to continue mixing perfume and become the best chief perfumer.

Therefore, she is planning to study abroad, and there seems to be a place for Ye Jialan.

Apply for a visa first.

Then, after settling down Feng Qiuling and her uncle's family, she can leave directly after Sang Yun finishes her college entrance examination next month.

……

Zhuo Yijing's face looked bad all the way to the entrance of the kindergarten.

The car was parked in a parking space on the street diagonally across from the kindergarten. It was a bit far from the door, but there were few cars and people there, so it wouldn't be too congested to leave soon.

Many parents have gathered at the door.Some parents also park their cars on the side of the road, then get out of the car and wait for their children at the door.

Zhuo Yijing had no intention of getting off the car.

"Aren't you going to pick up Ziyue at the door?"

"He can find it by himself." He said casually.

Zhuo Yijing leaned back on the chair and slowly closed his eyes, his thin lips pursed tightly, his face clear and sparse, his posture extremely lazy, but his handsome eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Sangzhi twitched her lips, wanting to say something, but seeing his cold and indifferent expression, she had no choice but to remain silent.

He closed his eyes as if he was really asleep.

Sang Zhi stared at his angular profile, pursed her lips, and pinched her fingertips.

The door of the kindergarten was opened, and many children had already come out.

Sang Zhi glanced at Zhuo Yijing, sighed and got out of the car, then gently closed the car door and trotted towards the kindergarten.

Hearing the sound of the car door being closed, Zhuo Yijing slowly opened his eyes. He raised his eyes and stared at the slender and thin back, squinting his eyes, his eyes dark and dark.

Zhuo Yi lowered his eyes longingly, and his eyes fell on the yellowed business card in the locker.

He pursed his lips and his eyes darkened with a slight chill.

Zhuo Yijing took out a black gold fountain pen from his suit pocket and threw it into the locker, next to the pen and business card.

……

Zhuo Ziyue came out with the team in the class, but he stood at the back.

After Sang Zhi saw the sign of the little guy's class, he immediately spotted Zhuo Ziyue. Zhuo Ziyue was grinning and joking with the female classmate beside him.

She was afraid that Zhuo Ziyue wouldn't see her, so she deliberately stood forward.

"Zhuo Ziyue, your mother is here!"

The little boy on the other side of Zhuo Ziyue poked his arm and whispered.

"My mother? Stop being ridiculous."

Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips and rolled his eyes.

He doesn't have a mother.

Except hell.

His father would burn incense and worship Buddha if he could come to pick him up in person.

"It's really your mother, right, that beautiful aunt. Didn't you point it out to us last time?"

The little boy pointed at the mulberry branch.

Zhuo Ziyue followed his line of sight and looked over.

Sang Zhi saw that the little guy also saw her, and quickly reached out and waved to him.

"Zhizhi!" Zhuo Ziyue looked surprised.

"That's my mother! My mother is beautiful, isn't she? My mother is just too busy and working abroad all the time, so she rarely comes to pick me up..."

He was talking nonsense.

"..."

Zhuo Ziyue grinned, his round eyes rolling around Sang Zhi.

"Zhuo Ziyue, both your parents are good-looking. However, I like your dad better. Your dad is so handsome, even more handsome than a celebrity."

The little girl next to Zhuo Ziyue's eyes were shining and she was talking with a smile.

Zhuo Ziyue looked at her nymphomaniacal look, curled his lips, and couldn't help but hum.

"Of course my dad is handsome. But when I grow up, I will be even more handsome than my dad!"

"Tch." The girl hummed, smiling sweetly.

"I like your father like this. Zhuo Ziyue, can I marry your father in the future?"

After all, it's childish words.

Zhuo Ziyue's face wrinkled up and he spoke angrily.

"Liang Doudou, you have a beautiful idea. My father's name is married, and he belongs to my mother! My mother is prettier than you."

Little Douding actually doesn't like him, but likes his father?What vision?

When Sang Zhi saw Zhuo Ziyue walking towards her, she looked unhappy, but when she got in front of her, she still shouted, "Mom, you're here!"

Sangzhi: "..."