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

Sang Zhi clenched her palms and bit her lower lip.

"Sang Zhi, the gap between you two is eight years. It's not eight days, eighty days, eight months, it's eight years. In these eight years, he has been surrounded by others. Aren't you also surrounded by Xie Fengyi? Huh? Can you two get back together? If we go, there’s no way we can be together.”

Zhuo Yijin said in a lukewarm tone, his eyes becoming darker and darker.

Sang Zhi's face became paler and paler.

She gritted her teeth and lowered her eyelids slightly, "That's our business and has nothing to do with you. Even if I can't be with Ji Yixun, I won't be with you. I won't be with a despicable, shameless and hypocritical liar."

"..." Zhuo Yijin sneered, holding Sang Zhi's chin tightly.

"It's not up to you."

Zhuo Yijing said in a deep voice.

Sang Zhi looked at him unwillingly.

"Return the original words."

"It's not up to you."

Sangzhi clenched his palms and said through gritted teeth.

"Zhuo Yijing."

"Even if there is no possibility for me and him, it will definitely not be your turn." Sang Zhi smiled, with a firm tone and a hint of sarcasm.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing pursed his lips, his face getting darker and darker. He sneered, let go of Sang Zhi, said no more, turned around and left.

"What's your relationship with Ji Yixun? In that fire... Aunt Ji and Ji Nian were killed in the fire. It's true, but Ji Yixun's body... was changed.

Even if all the evidence says that Ji Yixun is dead, I don't believe it. I always believe that he is alive.

Fortunately, I made the right bet.At that time, did you find a corpse to replace Ji Yixun, and then concealed it? "

Sang Zhi asked. She raised her eyes and stared at Zhuo Yijing's broad and straight back, her eyes dark.

Zhuo Yijing said nothing.

"That night...the day I rescued you, Aunt Ji just came back when I left. I heard you call her aunt..."

Sangzhi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that Aunt Ji... is from the Zhuo family?" Sang Zhi hesitated.

Zhuo Yijin's expression didn't change, and he didn't turn around. He just responded lightly: "Yes."

For a long time, there was silence in the room.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, and seeing that she was a little distracted, she said in a deep voice.

"If there is anything else you want to ask, you can ask and I will tell you. I promised you before."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at him. She licked her dry lips and asked, "Then..."

"Yixun and you are..."

"Cousins."

Zhuo Yijing tilted his head, his expression indifferent and distant.

"..."

Sang Zhi remained silent, she pursed her lips, her expression a little complicated.

After a long time, she continued to speak, her eyes dim: "I see..."

No wonder she sometimes feels that Zhuo Yijing looks a bit like Xie Fengyi.

No wonder Aunt Ji took Ji Nian and Ji Yixun to live in Chenyang. She never heard them mention other relatives, only their orphans and widowed mothers.

Moreover, Aunt Ji has an extraordinary temperament, quite like a lady from a scholarly family.

It turns out this is really the case.

Ji Tong is from a noble family.

"You lied to me about this. Yixun... I don't know, right?" Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids, his voice hoarse.

"Yes." Zhuo Yijing's voice was calm.

Sang Zhi clenched her palms and asked in a low voice: "If he doesn't know, then... why is the pen I gave Yixun at your place?"

"..."

Zhuo Yijing was silent for a while, his face was calm and indifferent, he squinted his eyes and said, "...it's fake."

"..."

Sangzhi tugged his lips and smiled to himself.

"Those years...you secretly took care of me. Did Ji Yixun ask you to take care of me? I heard Sang Qichen mention it before that someone threatened him...not to touch me."

"It's him. He has indeed not forgotten you. I won't lie to you. But what's the use? You have changed in the past eight years. How do you know that Ji Yixun has not changed? When you danced with him at the Italian dance , don’t you feel it?”

Zhuo Yijing sneered, his voice lukewarm.

"..." Sangzhi said nothing.

After a while, she asked again.

"When I saw him, he was in a wheelchair. Later, when he was dancing, his legs were fine... Can you tell me what happened to him?"

"I heard Ziyue say before that when you were in the United States, his uncle Elvis... was always sitting in a wheelchair. How could Ji Yixun... have injured his leg? Didn't he leave safely in the sea of ​​​​fire?"

At that time Ji Yixun... returned.

If I remember correctly.

She also saw it with her own eyes.

Ji Yixun is safe and sound.

Also...saved her and sent her to the hospital...

"Why didn't you wait to ask Ji Yixun? Why don't you ask me now?" Zhuo Yijing tugged his lips and spoke in a light voice.

Sangzhi lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

Zhuo Yijing glanced at her calmly and narrowed his eyes, "The corpse was hidden from you, not from Shen Ru."

"So Shen Ru later... found someone to hurt him again? Injured his leg?"

Sangzhi's voice was trembling.

Zhuo Yijing responded calmly: "Yes."

Sangzhi lowered his eyes and said nothing, his eyes red.

After a while, Zhuo Yijing heard her speak again.

"Thank you for telling me."

"Let's go, Ziyue is still waiting for you." Sang Zhi slowly lay down, his eyes a little wet.

Zhuo Yijing didn't respond, opened the door and strode away.

Sang Zhi was lying on the bed, curled up, and his face was extremely pale.

……

"Dad, why did it take you so long to come here? I'm almost starving to death. You're a man who values ​​sex over sex!" Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Qiu Yan in the driver's seat smiled and immediately started the engine.

Zhuo Yijing sneered.

He pursed his lips and frowned.

After a while, when Zhuo Ziyue was about to fall asleep, Zhuo Yijing suddenly spoke, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Zhuo Ziyue, what have you mentioned about your Uncle Elvis in front of your Zhizhi?"

Zhuo Yijin frowned.

Sang Zhi suddenly knew that he was not Ji Yixun, that he had lied to her... this happened too suddenly.

He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"I didn't mention anything... Dad, you told me before that you wouldn't let me mention the people and things in California." Zhuo Ziyue snorted coldly, with a firm look of "I just didn't say anything."

"Ha ha."

Zhuo Yijing sneered, "There will be no one else except you. You know it in your heart whether you mentioned it or not."

Zhuo Yijin spoke in a nonchalant manner, with an indifferent expression.

Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips, "Is it possible that you can't find a wife and Zhizhi doesn't want to marry you, so you blame me!?"

"I asked Zhizhi...Uncle Elvis is Ji Yixun, Zhizhi's first love! Dad, you are really immoral. You stole the woman I like and your brother's woman! Fortunately, I don't have a brother like you! "

Qiu Yan, who had been suppressing laughter, suddenly interrupted: "But you have such a father."

"Ha ha."

Zhuo Yijing's eyes glanced at Qiu Yan coldly.

Qiu Yan coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Zhuo, I was wrong."

"Uncle Qiu Yan, you are not wrong! I support you! Don't be timid, I am the future heir to your father's career! Just listen to me, not him.

If Zhizhi doesn't marry him, he won't be able to marry a wife, and he won't have any more children.I am still the only heir.Uncle Qiu Yan, you must support me unconditionally and speak for me! "

Zhuo Yijing sneered again and again.

Qiu Yan coughed lightly and smiled: "Ziyue, then grow up quickly and save us."

Zhuo Yijing's face turned even more ugly.

……

Sangzhi fell asleep again at three or four in the morning.

But as soon as I fell asleep, the cell phone beside the bed kept ringing like a reminder.

Sang Zhi thought it was Zhuo Yijing, and her face instantly turned ugly. She pursed her lips, picked up her phone impatiently and looked at it, wanting to answer the call and scold her, but she was a little dazed.

It turned out to be my aunt Su Xiuqing.