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

Sang Zhi gritted her teeth and refused to give him a chance to enter.

She stretched out her hand to hit him, but he only held her wrist tightly and raised it above her head.

Zhuo Yijing had been trying to pry open her shell teeth, but found that Sang Zhi's attitude was obviously cold and hard, so he gave up the idea and just kissed her lips over and over again.

After a while, Zhuo Yijing's lips left the slightly red and swollen lips. He kept his eyes open, his eyes dark.

Sangzhi closed her eyes, not wanting to look at him.

Zhuo Yijin observed her indifferent expression clearly, he pursed his lips, and his already warm palms penetrated the hem of her clothes...

Sangzhi's body was extremely stiff.

"...don't touch me!"

Sangzhi suddenly spoke.She opened her eyes and suddenly reached out and slapped him hard on the face.

Crisp and loud.

In the silent carriage, this slap was particularly clear.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing was not annoyed, he sneered and continued to lower his head to kiss her, trying to take away her breath.

Sang Zhi's face turned pale, and her lips and teeth were full of man's breath, which she couldn't resist at all.

Zhuo Yijin's slender white hands also went around behind her, unbuttoned her bra, and then covered her chest.

His fingertips were cold.

Zhuo Yijing lowered his head to look at her, then pulled her belt.

Sang Zhi's face became increasingly pale.

"Zhuo Yijing!!"

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth and stared at him, wishing he could bite him to death.

"……look."

"Your body still has feelings for me. Your body likes me very much. It is more honest than your mouth."

Zhuo Yijing looked at her red and white face, and simply stopped teasing her. His eyes were calm and indifferent. He took out his hand and wiped it with a tissue beside him, his expression calm and composed.

"Sangzhi. I'll talk too. I won't give you a chance to leave me."

"Why do you have to want me?"

Sang Zhi sneered again and again, she gritted her teeth, her eyes full of contempt and disdain.

"you like me?"

"Or do you love me?"

"Haha. Don't tell me, back then... you fell in love with me at first sight? Did you covet me before?"

Sangzhi sneered.

It's ridiculous.

What Meng Yucen said should be right.

She is just a "stand-in" for his biological son's mother.

A tool used to distract Fu Zhixiao, right?

Sangzhi tugged at his lips, his eyes extremely cold.

Zhuo Yijing looked cold and indifferent. He didn't say anything. He just arranged her clothes, then let go of her, and stroked the broken hair on her cheek.

"..."

Sangzhi leaned on the backrest and closed his eyes tightly.

After a while, she felt clothes covering her body.

Sangzhi pursed her lips.

Zhuo Yijing tilted his head and stared at her pale face, frowning slightly.

He looked at Sang Zhi quietly, his eyes dark and deep.

after awhile.

Sang Zhi was about to fall asleep again, but she seemed to hear Zhuo Yijing's deep and cold voice.

"What if I don't deny it? What if it's just like you said?"

"..."

Not denying what?

Sang Zhi sneered in his heart.

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Sangzhi, you provoked me."

Zhuo Yijing whispered, reaching out to touch her soft long hair.

Sang Zhi's eyebrows moved slightly.

Should he talk about Sang Yun's incident again, or that incident in Ji Yixun's yard when she recognized the wrong person and hugged him...

That thing about Sang Yun.

She was really anxious at that time, wanting to save Sang Yun, and wanted him to help Sang Yun as if she was grasping at straws.

Now think about it...

Sangzhi pulled her lips but said nothing.

After a while, Sangzhi seemed to hear the even breathing of the man beside him, and slowly opened his eyes.

She turned her head to look at the man's cold and clear profile, his eyes were deep and cold.

……

The rain stopped and the sky became slightly brighter.

The car stopped in front of my uncle's house.

Before getting out of the car, Sangzhi heard her aunt's voice blaming Niuniu.

He also kept scolding her, calling her an ungrateful, blind-eyed wolf who would not save her, and he had raised her in vain for so many years.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and reached out to pinch the center of her brow.

Zhuo Yijing frowned and his eyes fell on the half-open and half-closed door.

"Is this the reason why you insisted on coming back regardless of your life?"

Zhuo Yijing's voice was neither cold nor hot.

He glanced at Sang Zhi and his eyes darkened.

Sang Zhi looked calm: "It has nothing to do with you."

"I'm back safely, can you leave?"

Sangzhi looked at the two BMWs and a Maybach behind him.

When they were in town, many people were watching them.

Sang Zhi only felt uncomfortable.

She, Qin Ge and Zhuo Yijing were riding in one of the BMWs.

The other two BMWs were occupied by the two bodyguards besides the twins.

The Maybach was the car Zhuo Yijing drove. At that time, Qin Sheng came and asked Qin Sheng to pick up some family doctor.

Now these three or two cars are all parked in front of Jiang Chengdong's house.

A few of them, Zhuo Yijing, were wearing suits, and the others were also wearing black leather jackets and jeans.

I don't know if it was intentional or something, but several of Zhuo Yijing's bodyguards also put on sunglasses and stood in front of their house, as if they were standing in a military posture.

Sang Zhi felt it was outrageous.

There were only a few of them, but it gave everyone the feeling of hundreds of people, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"..."

Sang Zhi was speechless.

She pursed her lips, frowned and looked at Zhuo Yijing, her eyes falling behind him.

The neighbors were also shocked by their "power".

Thinking that their family has provoked some serious people again.

After all, everyone knows that Jiang Chengdong loves gambling.

In the past, there would always be a group of people who would come to trouble their home.

It's just that those who came to get it were all hooligans or dressed like nouveau riche, not like Zhuo Yi expected them to be.

It looks like he is wealthy and powerful, and his aura is cold and intimidating.

"Back up for you."

"Is it not good?"

Zhuo Yijin's face didn't change, and he spoke in a lukewarm tone.

"..."

Sang Zhi was speechless. She couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "I'm going home! Go home! Mr. Zhuo, Third Young Master Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo... I'm going back to my uncle's house. Your bodyguard looks like this and will kill someone." The look on his face is too outrageous."

"Can you mind your own business?"

Sang Zhi frowned.

"..."

Zhuo Yi's longing turned a deaf ear.

Su Xiuqing was still yelling in the room.

Zhuo Yi glanced at her with admiration.

"Is it your family custom to humiliate you and scold you like this?"

Zhuo Yijing sneered, his expression indifferent.

"You were probably the toughest when you were in front of me."

"..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes darkened.