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Zhuo Yijing came to the study.

Meng Mingshan was already with him in the study.

Zhuo Yijing walked in slowly.

Butler Meng closed the door.

There were only two people in the room, Zhuo Yijing and Meng Mingshan.

Zhuo Yijing looked at Meng Mingshan, who was playing chess in front of him, and spoke respectfully.

"Grandpa Meng."

Zhuo Yi smiled faintly, but his eyes were very indifferent.

"Third Young Master's words are serious. My old bones can't bear your "Grandpa Meng". Third Young Master is no longer the dandy little bastard I saw at Zhuo's house.

He already has his own world and a lot of achievements.Not just the third young master of the Zhuo family, not just the definite future heir of the Zhuo family. "Meng Mingshan smiled, his words full of sarcasm.

Meng Mingshan looked down at the dead end on his chessboard.

"Grandpa Meng. Yunzhang naturally knows that the media has already greeted you.

They dare not send it out.But... Grandpa Meng, even if you bought all the newspapers in Tangcheng.

Besides Tangcheng, there are also Haicheng, Jiangcheng... and the Imperial Capital.It’s impossible for all newspapers in the country to dare not take up the Meng family’s affairs, right? "

Zhuo Yijin smiled faintly.He walked over, slowly sat down in front of Meng Mingshan, and slowly picked up the black chess piece beside him.

Meng Mingshan twirled Bai Qi's fingertips and paused, "Third Young Master, do you want to play chess with me?"

"Yunzhang is naturally happy to accompany you."

Zhuo Yijing smiled slightly and squinted his eyes, his eyes dark and dark.

……

Sang Zhi felt that he had had a very long dream.

She dreamed about what happened in Chenyang again.

Dreamed about Ji Yixun.

I dreamed about Sang Qichen, Sang Jun, Feng Qiuling...

like.

There was another figure in the dream.

It made her unable to see clearly for a moment.

That broad and upright figure felt extremely familiar to her.

In the dream, she tried hard to chase the figure of that person.

"Yixun."

"is it you?"

"Yixun! Wait for me!"

The man walked very fast.

Sangzhi ran after him.

But when she was about to catch up, the man suddenly disappeared.

"Yixun, where are you?"

Sang Zhi felt inexplicably panicked and looked around.

She continued to look for the place where the man disappeared.

Until he stopped outside the door of Ji Yixun's courtyard house.

It's Ji Yixun's house.

Sang Zhi was stunned, why did she come to Ji Yixun's house again?

This place had obviously been burned to ruins long ago and was overgrown with grass.

In the early years she would come back and take care of it.After that, he never came again.

Sang Zhi stood blankly at the door, her eyes clear, and she twitched her lips.

"Why hasn't anything changed here?"

Sangzhi murmured to himself.

She slowly opened the door.

There is a green apricot tree in the yard.

She saw it at a glance.

only……

Sang Zhi blinked and looked at the slender and tall familiar figure under the green apricot tree.

The man's back was turned to her.

Sang Zhi curled her lips and smiled.

"Yixun, I found you!"

Sang Zhi suddenly ran forward and hugged the man's thin and tall back tightly.

She suddenly rushed over and hugged the man, who staggered.

"Ji Yixun! Why haven't you come to me recently?"

"Ji Yixun, have you changed your mind?" Sang Zhi pinched his waist hard, then reached out and pinched his ears, and put his cheek against the man's back.

The man's body was tense and a little stiff.

"Ji Yixun...what's in your pocket? It hit me..."

Sang Zhi frowned, snorted coldly, let go of "Ji Yixun", and looked down at his pocket.

After seeing what was in her pocket, Sang Zhi was stunned and her body stiffened. She blinked and reached out to take out the things.

"Toy gun?"

"Are you childish? How come you are still playing with these things when you are so old? I want to play too."

Sang Zhi was about to pull the trigger when he suddenly heard a cold, low and... unfamiliar voice coming from above his head.

"That's not a toy gun."

"If the gun goes off, your life will be lost."

Sangzhi was stunned, a little stunned.

She raised her eyes and looked at the handsome and indifferent man in front of her.

very familiar.

Very strange.

"You are not Yixun, who are you..." Sang Zhi said blankly, "Where is Yixun..."

Sangzhi murmured to himself.

The man took out the gun from her hand, his expression cold and distant.

"Who do you think I am?"

The man suddenly held a gun and pointed it between her eyebrows. After pulling the trigger, he stared at her with a calm face and a calm voice.

Sang Zhi froze, looking at the man in front of her who was much taller than her, her face turned pale.

What was pressed between her eyebrows... was a real gun.

"I'm a bad guy."

Seeing her dull look, the man suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked calm, and said calmly.

"..."

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against the center of his eyebrows, and the man's playful but cold and sinister eyes made Sang Zhi's scalp numb.

She clenched her palms tightly, her face pale.

Sang Zhi looked at the man blankly, and the man looked at him with cold and deep eyes. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Sang Zhi's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Hey! Stop scaring my girlfriend!"

The sudden sound broke the silence in the courtyard.

……

Sangzhi slowly opened his eyes.

The smell of hospital disinfectant is overwhelming.

Sang Zhi frowned.

where is this place?

hospital?

Why is she in the hospital?what happened?

Sang Zhi frowned and looked around.

It is indeed a good hospital.

She subconsciously moved her body, but found that her whole body was weak and she couldn't move at all.

and……

The pain in her abdomen suddenly made her mind clearer.

She seems to remember.

She was imprisoned in the basement by Meng Nanzhao.

Sang Yun is also there.

Meng Nanzhao gave her to Han Xuyang and Sang Lingxue, and then the two of them took revenge on her and Sang Yun.

And then……

Zhuo Yijing is here.

She stabbed the back of Han Xuyang's hand with the Swiss Army knife Zhuo Yijing gave him.

And then……

"Mr. Zhuo, let's talk."

Sang Zhi remembered that she wanted to talk to Zhuo Yijing.Then, she suddenly saw a figure in the side stairwell pointing a gun at Zhuo Yijing, and then she...

Pushed Zhuo Yijing away.

The shot that person fired fell on her...

It turned out that she had been shot.

She is still alive.

Sangzhi tugged at her lips. Her throat was so dry that she wanted to drink water.

Sangzhi moved, but still felt severe pain, so he gave up his "struggle".

With a "squeak" sound, the door of the ward was opened.

Sang Zhi subconsciously looked towards the door.

She squinted her eyes, unable to see clearly.

Until the man came closer.

Only then did she vaguely see the black figure.

It's Zhuo Yijing.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and whispered, her voice hoarse, "Water... I want to drink water..."

"Sangzhi?"

Hearing her voice, Zhuo Yi was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward.

water……

Sangzhi murmured, and his consciousness gradually became unclear.

The next second, she felt a straw being stuffed into her mouth.

Sangzhi "grumped" and drank a lot.

She didn't leave the straw until she felt her body was no longer dehydrated.

"Thank you."

Sangzhi said weakly.