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

"..."

Sang Zhi's body was tense and her breathing was stagnant.

Zhuo Yijing's hand wrapped around hers and taught her to hold the gun.

Teach her to pull the trigger.

Sangzhi turned pale.

The gun was pointed at the kneeling Han Xuyang.

Sangzhi tightened his grip on the gun handle.

"I, I can't, I can't..."

Sang Zhi was a little flustered, her voice was a little hoarse, and she was crying.

"Leave it to the police..."

Sang Zhi wanted to let go of his hand, but was held tightly by Zhuo Yijing.

Zhuo Yijing's eyes were cold and dark, and he pursed his lips, "You are being cruel to yourself by being soft-hearted to him. If you don't eradicate the root cause today... something will happen to you sooner or later."

"Think about what he did to you."

Zhuo Yijing continued to speak.

Sang Zhi bit her whitened lower lip, her voice hoarse, "But...but..."

"No buts."

Zhuo Yijing held her hand and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang" sound, Sang Zhi's hands shook and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

"what!!"

Han Xuyang screamed.

There were also the frightened voices of Sang Lingxue and Mrs. Han.

Sang Zhi felt trembling all over and turned pale. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Han Xuyang.

The bullet hit him in the leg.

Sang Zhi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But he felt a chill on his back, and the palm of his hand holding the handle of the gun was covered with sweat.

She pursed her lips and stiffened, and was about to let go, but Zhuo Yijing held her hand again, pulled his shoulder, turned her around, and pointed the gun at Sang Lingxue who was tied to the tree.

"Sangzhi... please let me go. Mr. Zhuo, please let me go. Sangzhi, Zhizhi, sister, please let me go... My father is dead. My uncle is in heaven. Ling wouldn’t want you to kill me…”

"Sangzhi, I beg you, I really know I was wrong, and I have already been punished for what happened back then."

"Didn't you find someone to kidnap me...didn't you insult me? Didn't we even out? You also ruined my engagement ceremony."

"I have nothing left... Zhizhi, think about your uncle. He used to be very good to me and treated me like his own daughter. My uncle and I also have the same blood..."

Sang Lingxue looked at Sang Zhi in panic, shaking her head at her.

"..."

"Sangzhi, I have never harmed my uncle. It was all done by my father... It has nothing to do with me. I had no idea... Zhizhi, my uncle is watching you in the sky. I watched you kill our family for him with my own eyes." It caused the family to be broken up and people to die!!”

"Sangzhi!"

"Let me go, I really know I was wrong."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at Sang Lingxue, and slowly tightened her palms.

"Have you softened?"

Zhuo Yijing lowered his head, came close to her ear, and gently held her earlobe in his mouth.

Sangzhi trembled all over and became extremely stiff.

"……I do not know what to do."

Sangzhi lowered his head, his voice hoarse.

"Back then, I shouldn't have done that to you. When I was a child, I shouldn't have taken your things and gone against you. I was just jealous of you... I suffered hardships with my parents since I was a child, but you followed your uncle and aunt like a wealthy lady.

We are also members of the Sang family. My uncle got my grandfather's company, but my father had nothing... Zhizhi, please let me go, our family is already in such a miserable state... Can you be worthy of my uncle? "

Sang Lingxue cried hysterically.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids, his eyes cold.

"When your family treated us, didn't you... also push us to death?"

Sangzhi raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Originally, it was okay to drive us away, occupy our home, seize the company and steal the shares...but when you later owed a lot of debt, you asked me to take responsibility for you.

Sang Qinan also asked debt collectors to kidnap Sang Yun and my mother to threaten me... Sang Lingxue.Why do you have the nerve to mention my dad?

You also know that my dad is good to you and cares deeply about you.Back then, Sang Qinan was unfilial and disrespectful to grandpa, so grandpa didn't give him the company. All of this was your fault.

Why should we bear it?Are you jealous of me?Why don't you remember your father's incompetence and incompetence?Everything you did to us is unforgivable.

Even if my father is in heaven, he won't blame me. "

Sang Zhi sneered and looked directly at Sang Lingxue, with a haze in his eyes.

She was originally moved by compassion.

Sang Lingxue looked at the gun pointed at her.

Zhuo Yijing and Sang Zhi looked at her with cold eyes.

"No, I don't want to die."

"Sangzhi, don't kill me!"

"Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo... you can't kill me. I, my dad helped you! Zhuo Yijing, you can't kill me!"

Sang Lingxue said sharply.

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly and his eyes darkened.

He pursed his lips.

"Sangzhi, it was the man behind you who asked my dad to send me to Xie Fengyi's bed!!"

Sang Lingxue shouted loudly.

"Zhuo Yijing, my dad helped you! You can't do this to me!"

Sang Lingxue shouted.

Sang Zhi stiffened and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Sang Lingxue.

Zhuo Yijing pulled the trigger, but was pushed away by Sang Zhi just as he was about to shoot.

The bullet deflected and hit a tree trunk nearby.

Sang Lingxue's face turned pale and she was breathing heavily.

"..."

"..."

Sang Zhi clenched her palms and raised her eyes to Sang Lingxue. She glanced at the stern man behind her and asked in a deep voice: "Sang Lingxue... what did you just say!?"

Sang Lingxue was so frightened that she fainted.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, tilted her head, and her eyes fell on the man's chiseled profile. With the faint firelight, she could clearly see the man's cold and distant expression.

"What Sang Lingxue just said...is it true?"

Sang Zhi felt a little confused. She thought she had heard wrongly and looked at Zhuo Yijing blankly, her face turned pale.

Zhuo Yijin pursed her thin lips and looked extremely indifferent.

"……it's me."

"You, you... why are you doing this?"

Sang Zhi looked a little ugly and stared at him.

"because of you."

Zhuo Yijing said in a deep voice with cold eyes.

"..."

Sangzhi was stunned.

She pursed her lips and did not continue.

she thinks.

She got it.

He was always there for her.

I also know that she is with Xie Fengyi.

"If you don't do this, aren't you ready to propose to Xie Fengyi?"

Zhuo Yi thought of the exquisite ring box placed on the bedside table in her bedroom, her eyes full of mockery.

"..."

Sangzhi was stunned.

"You... have you seen it?"

"I don't want to throw it away, of course I can see it." Zhuo Yijing's voice was light.

He stared into her eyes, his eyes darkened.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and remained silent: "..."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at Cheng Chi.

"Send these people into the bureau first." Zhuo Yi said solemnly.

Cheng Chi responded: "Okay, Third Young Master."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at the blood-stained dark color of Sangzhi's jeans, his eyes darkened, and he bent down to pick her up.

Sang Zhi was slightly stunned, a little surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Go to the hospital."

Zhuo Yijing said coldly.

Both were in the car, side by side in the back seat.

Cheng Chi drove in front.

Sang Zhi sat close to the car door, keeping a certain distance from Zhuo Yijing.

Her mood is a little complicated.

"..."

Sang Lingxue, Xie Fengyi...

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids. She pressed her face against the window, feeling inexplicably unwilling to turn around and look at the man beside her.

soon.

Sang Zhi pulled the man's suit jacket on her body. She felt too tired, so she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Zhuo Yijing turned his head and stared at her gentle and demure face, his eyebrows tightened.

He moved his body slightly and sat close to Sang Zhi, then put his arm around Sang Zhi's shoulders from behind, and gently pulled her head to rest on his shoulder.

He is a bit tall to begin with, and Sangzhi might cause a pain in his neck if he leaned so close to him.

Zhuo Yijing had no choice but to sit slightly tilted so that she could sleep more peacefully.

Zhuo Yijing tilted his head, frowning slightly, his eyes dark and deep.

He suddenly thought about what happened when he first woke up in California.

that time.

Cheng Chi sent the photos to California.

It is no longer a photo of Sang Zhi’s personal life, but a photo of her and Xie Fengyi.

He counts everything.

I missed one Xie Fengyi.

A Xie Fengyi who looks similar to Ji Yixun...

It was like a bird that had been "raised" secretly for many years and suddenly flew away.

Ji Yixun asked him to "take care of" Sangzhi.

Ok.

He is neither a good person nor a virtuous person.

In those years, too much attention and energy was put on "monitoring" and "taking care of" Sang Zhi.

Cheng Chi would always send her photos to tell him about her situation...

so that.

Gradually.

He found that he had different thoughts about Ji Yixun's girlfriend.