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

Chapter 187 Send the woman you love to another man’s bed with your own hands

"..."

Sangzhi tiptoed open the door and looked out cautiously.

Sang Yun is no longer in the living room.

Sang Zhi glanced at the closed door of Sang Yun's room, then breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked out the door.

Just as she walked to the door, she saw Sang Yun pushing the door open and looking at her with a frown.

"Sister, it's so late, do you want to go out?" Sang Yun pursed her lips, her eyes cold and cold.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips awkwardly and spoke hesitantly: "Sang Yun, I...I'm going...to find him. He's injured."

Sang Yun raised his eyes and just looked at her quietly, with an indifferent expression.

Sang Zhi bit her lower lip and whispered: "Sang Yun, I want to find him."

"..."

Sang Yun pursed her lips and said nothing, and slowly tightened her palms.

Sang Zhi thought he was angry and was about to continue to talk him out.

I heard him suddenly speak.

"I'll take you there."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly.

"!! You, what did you say?"

Sang Yun looked away, the emotion in his eyes dark and deep, "I'll send you there, it's too late and it's not safe."

He pulled his lips and whispered.

Sang Zhi looked at him with a complicated expression, and finally nodded.

"it is good."

……

Sang Yun accompanied her to the downstairs of Xindu Liyuan.

In the car, the two of them didn't speak.

Sang Zhi felt embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

"You go up..."

Sang Yun handed the satchel to Sang Zhi, stared at her fair and rosy face, and said in a deep voice.

Although she was wearing a vertical-collared shirt, the teeth marks on her neck were still faintly visible.

Sang Yun tilted his head and his eyes darkened.

"I am leaving."

Before she could go upstairs, Sang Yun slowly turned around and pretended to be relaxed.

"Sangyun, you... are home, call me."

"Liang Feng and the others called me to go out to play, and my classmates also called me. I won't go back for a while. Tomorrow, if you need me to pick you up... call me."

Sang Yun turned around, clasping his hands tightly.

He laughed at himself.

Does this count as sending her into someone else's arms?

Maybe.

Still in bed.

Think of this.

Sang Yun's face turned even darker.

Unfortunately, he was powerless and couldn't do anything.

He originally planned to stay with her at home tonight, but she had been kidnapped and hurt in the past few days, so he was worried about her being at home alone.

such.

Yeah.

"Sister, I'm leaving."

Sang Zhi stared at his lonely and slender back, and he waved to her.

"be careful."

Sangzhi shouted loudly.

"understood……"

It wasn't until Sang Yun disappeared from sight that Sang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and slowly went upstairs.

Zhuo Yijing had already given her the key to Xindu Liyuan before.

So she opened the door and went straight into the house.

There were no lights on in the room, so it was very dark.

Zhuo Ziyue said there was a power outage.

Sangzhi tried turning on the light.

The room suddenly became brighter.

Sang Zhi closed her eyes subconsciously, and after a while, she slowly opened her eyes again.

Sang Zhi immediately saw the bloody white shirt lying on the back of the sofa in the living room.

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward and put the shirt in his hands.

The blood stains on the white shirt looked shocking.

Sang Zhi's face turned pale, and her heart clenched subconsciously.

She glanced at the closed bedroom door.

Sangzhi put down his shirt and went to the second bedroom to take a look.

She didn't turn on the light, but cautiously stepped forward. When she saw the little guy on the bed, she was sleeping soundly. Sang Zhi curled her lips and bent down to tuck the quilt for him.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the little guy's face.

Soon, Sangzhi closed the door and took the medicine box to the master bedroom.

Opening the door, I saw someone lying on the bed.

Sangzhi tiptoed in without turning on the light, just using the light from the living room to see what was inside the house.

Sang Zhi walked to the bed and looked at the man lying on the bed. The man had clear outlines and a high nose. She curved her lips and smiled.

The man did not cover himself with a quilt and was naked from the waist up.

Sangzhi saw a long whip mark.

She subconsciously clenched her palms, feeling a little complicated.

Sangzhi put down the medicine box and slowly reached out to touch his wound.

His wrist was grabbed by someone.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes to meet Zhuo Yijin's deep, cold and wary eyes.

But it was fleeting.

After Zhuo Yijin saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyebrows suddenly relaxed. He let go of her wrist and said in a hoarse voice, "You're here."

Zhuo Yijing stood up slowly.

Sangzhi quickly stepped forward to support him.

Zhuo Yijing raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, half-squinted his eyes, reached out to hold Sang Zhi in his arms, restrained her waist and let her sit on his lap.

"Why are you here so late?"

"Ziyue said you were injured... beaten by Mr. Zhuo. And... I met Captain Xing when I was having dinner in the afternoon. He said... you beat Xie Fengyi. Xie Fengyi is still in a coma in the hospital. Not awake."

Sang Zhi pulled her lips, her voice was low and hoarse. She turned her face and raised her eyes to meet the man's deep and cold eyes.

"Um……"

Zhuo Yijing's voice was light, and he reached out to touch her chin, his big palm restlessly moving around her waist.

Sang Zhi felt a little itchy and reached out to push Zhuo Yijing.

"hiss……"

Zhuo Yijin frowned and groaned.

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly and he stood up quickly: "Did I just touch your wound?"

"How are you doing?"

"Is it painful?"

Sangzhi whispered.

"fine."

Zhuo Yijing suddenly smiled, pulled her into his arms again, and pressed his chin against her neck affectionately.

"Just kidding."

Sangzhi: "..."

childish.

"Why did your grandfather beat you! It was you who beat Xie Fengyi, did the Xie family know about it? If you beat Xie Fengyi, will Mrs. Xie cause trouble for you?"

Sang Zhi frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Zhuo Yijing's face was calm and indifferent. He turned his head and kissed Sang Zhi's small earlobe.

"It's okay. Don't worry."

“Mrs.

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

"Then why did your great-grandfather beat you?" Sang Zhi sighed softly and looked down at the whip marks on his chest.

"It's nothing. The old man is old and emotionally unstable. There is always someone to make him vent his anger."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes and said casually.

"Let me help you with the medicine... Tell me, are we both miserable? Yesterday you helped me with the medicine, and today I have to help you with the medicine..."

Sangzhi teased, slowly stood up and turned on the light. She reached for the medicine box.

Just when I opened the medicine box, I saw several whip wounds on Ren Zhuo Yijing's back.

"My God!"

Sang Zhi exclaimed and subconsciously covered her mouth, her face changed drastically.

Zhuo Yijing had been lying down just now, and after he sat up, she was in his arms again. She thought he only had the whiplash wound on his chest. Who would have thought...

"How could Mr. Zhuo do such a heavy hand?"

Sang Zhi's eyes were slightly red and her heart ached.

"You have so many whip wounds on your back, how can you still lie down?"

Sang Zhi frowned and scolded him in a low voice, with a little anger.

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