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

Zhuo Yijin lowered his eyelids with a cold expression.

"Elvis."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at the man sitting in the wheelchair.

"Don't touch Xie Fengyi."

"……I can not guarantee."

Elvis's face was calm and his voice was cold.

"He is your good brother and your niece-in-law. But to me, he is Shen Ru's son, and I will not show mercy."

Elvis clenched his hands, his eyes filled with gloom.

"Sangzhi really liked him."

Zhuo Yi frowned and said in a deep voice.

Elvis was silent for a while, his thin lips pressed into a thin line.

After a while, he continued.

"I know."

Elvis narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly tightened his palms.

"So, I won't be merciful. Shen Ru owes me two lives, no, three..." Elvis laughed at himself.

"My life, if it weren't for you, would have been lost long ago."

Elvis whispered.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes and looked calm.

He stood up slowly and his eyes fell on a stack of photos on his desk.

In the photo, the only one with a frontal face is that woman.

There is also Xie Fengyi, Li Zhiwei, and Sang Yun... but they are all from behind.

Only Sang Zhi has a completely positive face.

From youthful and immature to bright, moving and elegant.

Elvis followed his line of sight and smiled in a low voice, "These are the photos you sent me a few years ago."

"Ah."

Zhuo Yijin responded lightly, his eyes darkening.

Elvis asked: "How is Ziyue? Will you adapt after returning to China?"

"pretty good."

Zhuo Yijing replied.

Elvis nodded thoughtfully.

"I still have something to do, and you are busy. I will go back to China directly after handling the matters here in the past two days. I will not come to your place anymore. I will recover well."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at him, his voice was cold.

Elvis smiled, his eyebrows gentle: "Yeah."

"gone."

After Zhuo Yi finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

"Thank you for helping me... take care of her secretly over the years."

Elvis said suddenly.

"It's nothing."

Zhuo Yijing paused in his steps and did not turn around, his expression was indifferent and distant.

After that, he left calmly.

Elvis sat by the window, staring at the handsome and upright figure of the man downstairs, his face solemn.

He turned his wheelchair, walked around the table, and took the photos placed on the table.

There is a frontal photo of Xie Fengyi.

Although it was a candid photo.

but.

Sang Zhi looked at Xie Fengyi with eyes full of obsession and love.

She smiled happily.

But Xie Fengyi looked calm.

Elvis's fingertips gently touched the girl's face in the photo, his eyes were dark and deep, but his heart was full of jealousy and madness.

"Do you still want me?"

"You are with him because you love me, right?"

"You still love me, don't you?"

Elvis murmured to himself, and the only response was silent silence.

Elvis pursed his lips and lowered his eyes to look at the man who looked similar to him in the photo, his eyes full of anger and gloom.

……

The next time I saw Tan Xinrong was after sending Zhuo Ziyue to school in the morning.

Sangzhi came to Rosella and was about to go to the laboratory. He saw Tan Xinrong in a white coat at the door.

When Tan Xinrong saw her, she was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"why is it you again?"

"Is this where you can come?"

Tan Xinrong looked up at the "Lab" sign on the door and said in a deep voice.

Sangzhi tugged at her lips, her expression indifferent.

"I'm also a company employee, why can't I come?"

When talking, the eyebrows are furrowed.

"You? Company employee? Are you kidding me? What employee? Cleaner? Sweeper?"

Hearing this, Tan Xinrong smiled, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Sangzhi didn't reply, just looked at her.

Tan Xinrong looked a little pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"You don't look too good..." Sang Zhi glanced at her.

"so what?"

Tan Xinrong clenched her hands and her voice became colder.

"It's nothing."

Sangzhi shrugged, his voice light.

"Senior Sister Joe, Senior Sister Xinrong, why don't you go in?"

Junior brother Jiang Fei came closer, glanced at Tan Xinrong and Sang Zhi, and frowned slightly.

Tan Xinrong was stunned, thinking that she had heard wrong, looking in disbelief, "Jiang Fei, what did you say? What is Senior Sister Joe? Are you talking about her?"

Tan Xinrong pointed at the mulberry branch.

Sang Zhi glanced at her without changing his expression and said hello to Jiang Fei, "I'll go in first."

Jiang Fei looked at Tan Xinrong and nodded, "She is Senior Sister Joe. The Senior Sister I mentioned to you before."

"impossible!"

Conversation can be rejected.

"She has never studied this at all, and has never specialized in this area..."

Jiang Fei was stunned and a little surprised, "Senior Sister, do you know Senior Sister Joe?"

Tan Xinrong pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, "I don't know him."

"then you……"

Jiang Fei tugged at his lips, but saw that Tan Xinrong looked bad and didn't say anything else.

"If she is Joe... Tong Jinyi came here some time ago. She was the one who solved the problem with the fragrance? Was she the one who wrote the ingredients before?"

Tan Xinrong frowned, her expression getting uglier.

"right……"

Jiang Fei nodded.

Tan Xinrong clenched her hands and gritted her teeth.

"I really underestimated her..."

Tan Xinrong pursed her lips.

The most talented perfumer praised by the laboratory turned out to be Sang Zhi.

I heard Ye Jialan say before that Joe is self-taught. Well...it's not self-taught. It can only be said that he is very interested in perfume making.

Such a perfumer is talented.

Ah.

I'm afraid Xie Fengyi doesn't know that his ex-girlfriend is also a perfumer.

Jiang Fei said: "Go in first. Mr. Ye will come for a meeting soon."

Tan Xinrong nodded.

……

Tan Xinrong came to the bathroom, took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Xie Fengyi.

[Fengyi, guess where I saw Sang Zhi? 】

The accompanying picture is a picture of a meeting just held in the laboratory.

Sang Zhi sat in the first row, right in front of Ye Jialan.

[Why don’t you reply to the message? 】

【Are you occupied? 】

Tan Xinrong frowned. She didn't wait for Xie Fengyi to reply to the message. She frowned and felt a little unhappy.

She dialed Xie Fengyi's number again.

It rang for a long time before being answered.

Tan Xinrong's face looked a little ugly.

"What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Tan Xinrong said in a deep voice.

"Xinrong, it's me."

The familiar yet unfamiliar light female voice on the phone made Tan Xinrong stunned for a moment.

"why you?"

Tan Xinrong suddenly clenched his hands and turned pale.

"Why can't it be me?"

The woman on the other end smiled.

"You're back?"

Tan Xinrong's voice was trembling.

"Ah."

"I am back."

Fu Zhixiao curled his lips and smiled softly.

"Why are you with Xie Fengyi...why are you holding his cell phone?"

Fu Zhixiao smiled and said nothing.

After a while, she spoke slowly.

"Is the woman in the photo you sent over Fengyi's ex-girlfriend? Or her lover?"

After Tan Xinrong heard "Feng Yi" in her mouth, her eyebrows suddenly tightened.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Tan Xinrong sneered.

"Why does it have nothing to do with me? This lady is very similar to me... isn't she?"

Fu Zhixiao curled his lips and his voice was cold and indifferent.

"Tsk."

"interesting."

Fu Zhixiao hung up the phone and stared at the photos from Tan Xinrong on his phone, his smile gradually deepening.