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

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Han Xuyang and Mrs. Han stared at Sang Zhi, their faces extremely pale.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and stared at the two of them coldly.

"Also, you have no right to yell in front of me. If you are dissatisfied with anything, go to the police and the police will investigate. It is not your turn to yell in front of me."

"Mrs. Han, we are not done with the fact that you deliberately went to the Art Center to cause trouble today! Do you think you can sentence me for aborting a child?"

Sangzhi sneered and said in a deep voice.

"Don't use chicken feathers as arrows."

Sangzhi said.

Han Xuyang's face became increasingly ugly. He gritted his teeth and clenched his palms tightly.

Sangzhi stared at him and turned to leave.

Han Xuyang suddenly stepped forward and wanted to grab her wrist.

"Boss Han."

Qiu Yan looked cold. He glanced at Sang Zhi, then slowly stepped forward and stood beside her, blocking Han Xuyang.

Sang Zhi was stunned when he saw Qiu Yan.

She suddenly remembered that Qiu Yan had taken Zhuo Ziyue away first.

Mrs. Han Sang Lingxue made such a fuss today, and the art center also suspended classes.

"If Mr. Han has any questions, just come to me."

Qiu Yan's voice was calm. He stretched out his hand and handed the business card to Han Xuyang.

"You are..." Han Xuyang said with a cold face.

"I am Mr. Zhuo's personal assistant."

Qiu Yan stroked his eyes and spoke calmly.

"Whether it's Mr. Han Hui's matter or Miss Sang Lingxue's unborn child, Mr. Han just needs to contact me for any follow-up matters. This matter has nothing to do with Miss Sang from now on."

Qiu Yan looked at Han Xuyang with a smile on his lips.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

Han Xuyang frowned, looking surprised. He stared at Qiu Yan, his face darkening.

"Mr. Zhuo also said..." Qiu Yan paused, approached Han Xuyang, and lowered his voice.

"A few years ago... Mr. Han and others kidnapped Ms. Sang... Mr. Han and Sang Lingxue were missed at the beginning. Mr. Zhuo will pursue this matter to the end."

"Han Hui died a worthy death. Taking the medicine... was too easy for him. When you get to Mr. Han, you... will end up like those rich second-generation dudes a few years ago... maybe even worse."

Qiu Yan looked at him without changing his expression.

Han Xuyang's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Qiu Yan in shock, his face turning pale.

how come?

Back then... back then... the person who attacked the rich second generation who kidnapped Sang Zhi turned out to be... Zhuo Yijing?

Han Xuyang's clenched fist suddenly trembled.

It seemed that Zhuo Yi wanted to find someone to do the thing about his father's death after swallowing medicine in prison.

Sang Zhi was a little far away from the two of them. She only saw Qiu Yan approaching Han Xuyang and saying something, and then Han Xuyang looked extremely ugly.

So...what did Zhuo Yijing explain?

Sang Zhi frowned, but didn't say anything else.

"Miss Sang, let's go."

Qiu Yan looked at Sang Zhi and spoke respectfully.

Sangzhi pulled her lips and nodded.

After the two left.

Han Xuyang stood there blankly, looking in disbelief.

Seeing her son's pale face, Mrs. Han took a step forward and asked quickly: "Xuyang, what did that man say just now..."

Han Xuyang gritted his teeth, turned to look at Mrs. Han, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you want to provoke Sang Zhi... Now, it's all over."

He heard about Zhuo Yijing's methods by chance.

Especially since he also came out of the Golden Triangle all the way.

He didn't rely on the Zhuo family... his methods were vicious and vicious.

This is true for others and for yourself.

Mrs. Han still couldn't figure out the situation, but her face was pale.

"Xuyang..."

Sang Lingxue's weak voice came from the ward.

Han Xuyang quickly rushed into the ward.

"Little Snow."

Han Xuyang stepped forward, held Sang Lingxue in his arms, and buried his head on her shoulder.

"Ling Xue... there will still be children..."

Han Xuyang felt Sang Lingxue's body tense in his arms.

Sang Lingxue's face turned pale, and her tears fell like pearls one by one, looking like I felt pity for him.

"My child, my child..."

Sang Lingxue sobbed.

"Xuyang... It was Sangzhi who caused us to lose our child. It was she who pushed me. She killed our child..."

Sang Lingxue tightened her grip on Han Xuyang's sleeves, her voice trembling slightly.

Han Xuyang pursed his lips and said nothing, but gently patted her shoulder to express comfort.

"I know."

"But Ling Xue, there is nothing I can do..."

Han Xuyang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

Sang Lingxue suddenly broke away from Han Xuyang's arms. She raised her eyes and looked at Han Xuyang, "What did you say?"

"You just let her go? What about our children? What about your father? You don't want to hold her accountable anymore? Both your father and our children died in vain..."

Sang Lingxue gritted her teeth and said.

Han Xuyang laughed at himself.

"Then what can be done?"

"Who is to blame?"

Han Xuyang clenched his hands.

"We can only blame Sang Zhi for having such a good life, there is always someone to help her. Or is it someone we can't afford to offend?"

Sang Lingxue was stunned and stared at her, "Xuyang, what do you... mean?"

Han Xuyang remained silent.

Sang Lingxue squinted her eyes and looked at him with a frown.

"Is it that Zhuo...Zhuo Yijing?"

Sang Lingxue pulled her lips.

"Um……"

"We...can't afford it."

Han Xuyang clenched his hands and gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with gloom.

Sang Lingxue pursed her lips, her face extremely pale.

……

"Assistant Qiu, where are you... planning to send me? Aren't you going back to my house?"

Sang Zhi frowned and looked up at Qiu Yan in the driver's seat.

Qiu Yan smiled and adjusted his glasses, "Miss Sang was frightened today."

Sangzhi: "..."

"There's nothing wrong with me... It's just..." Sang Zhi pulled her lips and continued, "How is Ziyue? Is he okay?"

Zhuo Ziyue was in her arms at the time, experienced these things again, and saw the blood between Sang Lingxue's legs...

Sangzhi sighed and frowned.

"It's also scary. After all, he is still a child."

"There are quite a few parents and children in the art center today..." Sang Zhi felt a little guilty.

"Miss Sang, there is no need to blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you." Qiu Yan said.

"It's our people who didn't handle these matters well..." Qiu Yanyan pointed out.

Sang Zhi was stunned and looked up at Qiu Yan.

"What do you mean by...? Could it be that..."

Sang Zhi subconsciously squeezed his palms.

Qiu Yan smiled without changing his expression.

"Miss Sang is really smart."

"It's indeed Han Hui's business."

Sang Zhi was shocked.

"For...why?"

"Has Han Hui offended...him?"

Sangzhi didn't understand.

Qiu Yan smiled and said nothing.

After a while, he said: "Not really...it's just old things."

Sangzhi twitched his lips.

Did not ask again.

But she always felt... things were not that simple.

She felt that he had hidden many things from her.

Mulberry branches drooped eyelids.

Just think of it as something unspeakable.

Maybe what he said about settling things and telling himself everything meant that she could wait for these things.

When the car drove to the beach, Sang Zhi was shocked.

"Assistant Qiu, this is..."

Sang Zhi looked at the endless blue sea and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Ms. Sang, Mr. Zhuo still has things to deal with for the time being, so he may be late. I will ask you to stay here for a while."

Qiu Yan brought Sangzhi to the sea view room.

Sang Zhi was stunned when he saw the huge sea view room.

"This is……"

"Zhizhi! You are finally here!"

Zhuo Ziyue was wearing shorts and quickly ran over from inside and hugged her legs.

Sang Zhi was stunned: "Ziyue..."

Qiu Yan smiled.