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

……

Sangzhi did not live in Xindu Liyuan, nor did he live in Yujingyuan.

Even though her relationship with Zhuo Yijing was clear, she still felt uncomfortable because it was too sudden.

She is a little worried about gains and losses.

Zhuo Ziyue was naturally happy to stay at her home.

As for Sang Yun...

After she went back that day, she forgot to ask about Sang Yun and those gangsters.

Naturally, Sang Yun didn't take the initiative to tell her. He just told her that he would really go back to school this time.

Stayed until the end of the college entrance examination.

After all, the college entrance examination is less than ten days away.

On Saturday morning, Sang Zhi took Zhuo Ziyue to the art center.

As soon as he arrived in the lobby, he saw Meng Yucen.

Meng Yucen felt happy when she saw Zhuo Ziyue. She stepped forward and touched Zhuo Ziyue's head affectionately.

"Ziyue, long time no see."

Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips. Although he was not happy, he held it back and said, "Long time no see, Aunt Meng."

"Teacher Sang, how did you... come with Ziyue? Did you meet him at the door?"

Meng Yucen's eyes fell on the hands held by Sang Zhi and Zhuo Ziyue, and he said suspiciously.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, tugging at his lips.

Looking at Meng Yucen, she actually felt guilty.

After all, Meng Yucen is Zhuo Yi's dream date.

That day in the mall...

Zhuo Yijin left Meng Yucen behind... and then went to watch a movie with her.

Did he say something to Meng Yucen?

"...We..." Sang Zhi was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhuo Ziyue.

"Teacher Zhizhi, let's go to class quickly, you are going to be late."

Zhuo Ziyue pulled her to leave.

Seeing Zhuo Ziyue's impatient look, Meng Yucen touched his nose awkwardly.

Sang Zhi looked at Meng Yucen with an apologetic look, and then left with Zhuo Ziyue.

Meng Yucen stared at the two people's leaving figures, frowning slightly.

This young ancestor of the Zhuo family seems to dislike him very much.

However, it doesn't matter.

She doesn't care either.

That day, Zhuo Yijing told her that he had no intention of getting married and was not interested in her.

He also said that she deserves a better man.

Meng Yucen tugged his lips and smiled to himself.

Not planning to get married.

It doesn't mean there won't be a marriage.

If Zhuo Yijing wants to become the sole heir of the Zhuo family, he can only marry.

And she is his only choice.

As for Zhuo Yi longing for this child.

An illegitimate son whose mother is unknown.

I heard... Zhuo Yijing even disliked his son.

Only the old man and the old lady like it.

Therefore, she didn't care whether Zhuo Yijing's son liked her or not.

Marriage between wealthy families involves too many interests, and it will not affect whether you like it or not. She has known it since she was a child.

Zhuo Ziyue held Sang Zhi's hand tightly.

Sangzhi was a little helpless.

"Ziyue, you were a little rude just now. You can't talk to Teacher Meng like that."

Sangzhi rubbed his head.

"..." Zhuo Ziyue pursed his lips and groaned.

"I don't want to either." He shrugged and continued.

"But no child would like a stepmother."

Zhuo Ziyue sighed softly.

Sangzhi was stunned.

"Stepmother? Your father... wants to marry Teacher Meng?"

Zhuo Ziyue nodded heavily, "It should be so. My great-grandfather told me that Aunt Meng is my future mother. He also said that she and I should cultivate a mother-son relationship in advance."

"..."

Sangzhi remained silent.

She also knew that marriages were needed between wealthy families.

But if Zhuo Yijing is Ji Yixun, then there is no need for marriage, right?

Or, even if he is Ji Yixun, he can only be Zhuo Yijing?

"But this Aunt Meng is also very nice. The first few times she went to my great-grandfather's house, she always brought me a lot of food. But I just don't like the stepmother. The stepmother is very bad to her son."

Zhuo Ziyue held his little face in his hands, looking troubled and having a headache.

"Ziyue, have you...really never seen your mother?"

Sangzhi asked him cautiously.

She was actually very curious and wanted to ask Zhuo Yijing, but she was really embarrassed. Their current relationship was... quite awkward.

"never seen it."

Zhuo Ziyue shook his head and answered truthfully.

"My dad doesn't like it when I mention mom. I don't know why."

Sangzhi pursed her lips.

Don't like his mother?Then why...are you still with her...

Sangzhi narrowed his eyes.

"but……"

Zhuo Yijing paused, his round eyes rolling around Sang Zhi.

"I think I've seen photos from my great-grandma before... Hmm... Mom seems to be pretty, just like you Zhizhi."

Sang Zhi was slightly stunned.

A picture of his mother?

like her?

Sang Zhi's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she pulled her lips. Just as she was about to say something, her colleagues in the office were already calling her.

Sang Zhi came back to his senses and patted Zhuo Ziyue on the shoulder.

"Ziyue, you go to the classroom first."

"it is good."

Zhuo Ziyue ran into the classroom obediently.

Sang Zhi also returned to the office.

As soon as she sat down, she received a text message from Zhuo Yijing.

The chat records between her and Zhuo Yijing are still there, and the last time they chatted was on the day he went abroad.

Zhuo: [I have something to do and I need to stay abroad for a few days. 】

Sangzhi: [Oh. 】

Zhuo: [? 】

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

Sangzhi: [Is something wrong? 】

Zhuo: [Can you answer the phone? 】

Sangzhi glanced at the class schedule.

【I'm going to class soon.Is there a problem? 】

Zhuo: [It’s okay. 】

Sang Zhi stared at the phone in confusion.

Zhuo Yijing's cold and indifferent tone of saying "it's okay" naturally appeared in Sang Zhi's mind.

"Yixun" actually had a cold temperament towards others before, giving people the impression that he should not be approached by strangers.

Young and mature.

It seems that nothing has changed after all these years.

That is, my temper is even worse.

Not as gentle as before.

Is it because it’s been too long and I’ve experienced too many things, so I don’t know how to get along with her?

Their relationship is also estranged?

Sangzhi: [Tell me when you come back and I will pick you up.OK? 】

After she sent the message, her face felt slightly hot.

After so many years, she felt that she didn't know how to ease the relationship with him. When she was young, she would cling to Yixun all day long, wishing she could spend 25 hours a day clinging to her.

I have been dating Xie Fengyi for the past few years...

She felt like she wasn't in that mood anymore.

But ever since she discovered that Zhuo Yijing was Yixun...she felt as if she was alive again.

Sweet, sour, and heart-wrenching.

"Teacher Sang, are you in love again?"

Her colleagues saw her blushing and couldn't help but tease her.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

She smiled and didn't speak.

……

United States.

California.

The phone vibrated.

Zhuo Yijing lowered his head and glanced at the message, his eyes darkened, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"It's rare to see you smile."

"What's the matter, why are you so happy?"

The man's cold and gentle voice slowly sounded in his ears. Zhuo Yi's eyes darkened. He raised his eyes and looked at Qing Jun, a man sitting in a wheelchair next to the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.

The man's brows were gentle, but invisibly he was a bit more sharp and indifferent.It looks cold and cold, making it difficult for people to approach.

Zhuo Yijing suppressed his smile and looked calm and composed.

"It's nothing."

Zhuo Yijing put away her phone and spoke in a calm voice.

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the wheelchair under the man.

"I heard that you have undergone rehabilitation recently, how is it going?"

"It's good. I can feel my legs. I'll be able to stand up soon."

The man looked down at his legs and smiled to himself.

"Why did you suddenly think of doing rehabilitation?" Zhuo Yi said without changing his expression.

"Because I have decided to go back to Xie's house with Xie Changqing. I want to go back to find her in an upright manner. I don't want her to see a loser."

The man lowered his eyes, his eyes full of mockery. He clenched his hands and looked firmly.

"..."

Zhuo Yijin responded calmly.

"She...has been waiting for you."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and spoke in a low voice.

"Yes. She has waited for me for too long. It's time for me to go back."

The man chuckled.