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

"...Last night, after I sent you away, Third Brother and Lao Xie were in good condition. Nothing happened.

But... probably when I went to the bar in the evening, Lao Xie was already drinking.

His hand is also injured..."

Xing Jingnan spoke casually, his eyes falling on her bandaged hand, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

really.

It seems...

After he sent Sang Zhi back, Xie Fengyi drank some wine with him at Zhuo Yijing's house, and then went to find Sang Zhi again.

They also had an argument.

So both men's hands were injured.

I'm afraid...it's not just a dispute.

otherwise.

Gee.

Xing Jingnan narrowed his eyes.

I heard that Zhuo Yijing really beat Xie Fengyi to death last night like crazy.

I thought.

If the matter is really "exposed", Zhuo Yijing will only be beaten.

after all.

He is not moral enough.

Friend's wife, don't deceive.

Although they broke up.

Sang Yun also looked at her hands and frowned, "Sister, did something happen last night?"

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and sighed, "It's nothing. It's just that Xie Fengyi and I didn't have a pleasant quarrel..."

"How are...them two?" Sang Zhi thought for a while and asked.

"Ok."

Xing Jingnan naturally understood what she meant. The way Brother Jiu did it, it didn't look like he was having a bad time.

"It's okay, I'll just tell you. Anyway, Lao Xie is still drunk in the hospital.

I haven’t met Third Brother yet, so I don’t know what’s going on with him.

In short, it fell apart. "

There is nothing wrong with the saying that beauty brings disaster.

The brothers who grew up together are fighting for a woman.

This time it was a real breakup.

For the sake of mulberry branches.

However, a few years ago, Fu Zhixiao had not yet left.

Why are Xie Fengyi and Fu Zhixiao ambiguous?

Zhuo Yijing didn't care, he always turned a blind eye.

Gee.

Xing Jingnan quietly looked at Sang Zhi again.

Sang Zhi saw that he looked a little strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Captain Xing. Do you want to sit down and eat together?"

"No, you go ahead and eat. I'm done."

Xing Jingnan said with a smile.

After saying goodbye to them, Xing Jingnan left.

Sang Zhi watched Xing Jingnan leave, and when he looked away slightly, he saw Sang Yun's cold, dark eyes staring straight at him.

"Sang Yun..."

"What did Xie Fengyi do to you last night? Did he force you? Did he hit you?"

Sang Yun pursed her lips and asked sharply.

"Did he cause the injury on your hand?"

Sang Yun continued to ask.

Sang Zhi lowered his head, eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"No, I did it myself. He really wanted to force me, but I... forced him to die."

"Bang!" A sound.

Sang Yun punched the table and looked at Sang Zhi with sharp and sinister eyes.

His movements made everyone around him look over.

Sangzhi was also shocked.

"Sang Yun..." Sang Zhi was stunned, a little at a loss.

"How dare you seek death, how can you seek death..."

"How could you..."

"Sangzhi..."

Sang Yun lowered his eyelids, his eyes were red, his chest was rising and falling, and the veins on his temples were faintly moving.

Sangzhi froze.

This was the first time in so many years that she heard Sang Yun call her name.

When Sang Yun was little, she always called her "sister" and "sister" sweetly.

When she grew up, she was always called "sister".

This is the first time.

He called her name.

she knows.

Sang Yun was angry.

"Sang Yun...don't do this."

"How can you seek death? What will I do if you die... I only have you as my relative."

"I only have you."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and his palms subconsciously tightened.

"I, am I okay? I also bet Xie Fengyi that he still has feelings for me, so I scared him and threatened him with death."

Sangzhi said quickly.

Sang Yun turned a deaf ear. He lowered his head, his eyes gloomy.

Neither of them spoke any further.

after awhile.

Sang Yun suddenly raised his eyes and stared at her.

"If you die, I won't live either."

"I only have you."

"I know... you have been working for me and my mother all these years, so you are very strong, and you can swallow any hardship by yourself. But now, you think that Sang Qinan and the others have solved the problem, and your mother has become sane, so you have to live your own life." Life……

You think I have grown up and don’t need you anymore.So you have paranoid thoughts.

But let me tell you, if something happens to you, I won’t be able to survive.I'm used to being with you.

You don’t have to accept me, you can like others and be with other men.

I can listen to you and will always be your brother. I want you to be happy. I don’t want you to be unhappy or in pain.

because I love you.But if you die, I will die with you. "

Sang Zhi was stunned by Sang Yun's words, and his affectionate confession made her a little overwhelmed.

If she dies, he won't live alone?

Sang Zhi felt a little incredible and shocked.

His eyes were so sincere.

His tone was so firm.

Is Sang Yun's feelings for her... just that deep?

"..."

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids and slowly tightened his palms.

"Yesterday, something happened unexpectedly. Xie Fengyi drank some wine. And he knew about Yixun and that I... used him as a substitute. So he was a little impulsive."

"He probably won't do this again in the future. And I won't... do it again. I'm also afraid of pain, and I'm also afraid of death."

"Sang Yun, we all need to live well. Sang Qinan and his family have been destroyed, and they have tasted our pain. We must live well."

Sang Zhi stared at him with clear eyes and a firm tone.

……

It was too late when they went back.

After Sangzhi went back to the house to wash up, the teacher from the previous design institute asked her to help with drawings.

Sangzhi agreed.

After drawing a rough drawing for a while, she looked at her phone.

Zhuo Yijing never sent a message.

Only Zhuo Ziyue sent her a few WeChat messages.

Sang Zhi asked Zhuo Ziyue if his father was at home.

Zhuo Ziyue said that he and Zhuo Yijing were both at the old house.

However, Zhuo Yijing seemed to have been beaten by his great-grandfather again.

Sang Zhi sent several more messages to Zhuo Ziyue, asking him to go to bed early.

Did what happened last night make a bigger fuss?

Was he beaten by Mr. Zhuo?

Sang Zhi stared at the phone with a complicated mood.

"Knock knock knock."

"Sister, are you still asleep? Can I come in?"

Sangzhi heard the knock on the door and quickly replied: "Come in."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered that there was still an injury in her neck, and quickly stood up to wrap a scarf around her neck.

And Sang Yun had already opened the door.

Seeing her wrapping a scarf around his neck, Sang Yun frowned.

"Sister, you..."

Sang Yun saw the dark red color on her neck, his eyes changed slightly, and he strode forward to snatch the scarf from her hand.

"What are you hiding?"

"Sang Yun..." Sang Zhi subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his neck.

"You still said that Xie Fengyi didn't hit you?"

"Ha ha."

"He certainly didn't hit you! He wanted to strangle you to death! Bite you to death!"

Sang Yun glanced at the pinch mark on his neck. After seeing the clear tooth mark, his face turned ugly. He clenched his palms, pursed his thin lips tightly, and his eyes were cold and dark.

"I'll kill him! Zhuo Yijing didn't kill him. He was worried about his brother's identity and worried that Xie Fengyi was his niece's fiancé. I don't care about that."

"I'm going to kill him!"

Say it.

Sang Yun turned around and left.

"Sang Yun, you are crazy!!"

Sang Zhi thought she had heard wrongly and quickly pulled his arm.

"I'm not crazy!"

Sang Yun shook off her hand and said in a deep voice.