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

Sang Zhi followed Zhuo Yijing with a slight frown.

"I really don't know why you are so free..."

Sang Zhi frowned and looked away from Zhuo Yijing.

She pursed her lips and looked indifferent.

"Knock knock knock."

Although the door was open, Zhuo Yijing still knocked.

His knock on the door stopped Su Xiuqing who continued to curse.

"Who?"

Su Xiuqing walked out of the bedroom in a hurry and was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhuo Yijing.

"Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo?"

Su Xiuqing frowned, a little surprised.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as she finished asking, Su Xiuqing saw Sang Zhi behind Zhuo Yijing with a calm expression, and the corners of her mouth suddenly drooped.

Su Xiuqing frowned, glanced at Sang Zhi, and then at Zhuo Yijing, with a strange look on her face.

"Sangzhi... you, what are you doing back here?" Su Xiuqing snorted coldly and spoke angrily.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and took a step forward with a calm expression, "Auntie, didn't you ask me to help save my uncle?"

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, and her face turned a little pale.

Su Xiuqing's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she looked at Sang Zhi with a smile in her eyes, "Zhi Zhi, are you really willing to help Chengdong?"

With that said, Su Xiuqing quietly glanced at Zhuo Yijing, who had a cold and distant face next to Sang Zhi.

Zhuo Yijin didn't say a word, just stood beside Sang Zhi, looking at it attentively.

Sangzhi pursed her lips.

"You also said that that is my uncle."

Sang Zhi laughed at himself, and slowly tightened his palms: "...My uncle, how could I not save him even if he died?"

Sang Zhi pursed her lips. She took a step forward and walked to Su Xiuqing. She took out three or four bank cards from her bag and handed them to Su Xiuqing.

Su Xiuqing was stunned for a moment, frowning and looking at Sang Zhi in confusion.

"Zhizhi... what are you..."

Su Xiuqing asked in a low voice.

Sang Zhi tugged at her lips. She raised her eyes and stared at Su Xiuqing, her eyes calm and dark.

"Auntie, this is all my...all savings. It should be more than 2000 million...take it and redeem it for uncle. The password is six zeros."

Su Xiuqing was stunned and looked at Sang Zhi blankly, her eyes a little complicated, "Zhi Zhi..."

"You... thank you, Zhizhi, I really don't know how to thank you... I didn't mean to scold you before. I was just too anxious to save your uncle, and your sister is still so young... I can't let you She lost her father at such a young age...Thank you, Zhizhi."

Su Xiuqing was so excited that she was a little incoherent. She reached out and held Sang Zhi's hand. Her hand was trembling.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids and smiled to himself.

She withdrew her hand calmly.

"Auntie, hurry up and redeem your uncle." Sang Zhi whispered with clear eyes.

"Okay. Okay...I will redeem your uncle right now."

Su Xiuqing nodded quickly.

"Zhizhi, Niuniu... I just need to take care of you first."

Su Xiuqing glanced at her tearful daughter in the bedroom, her eyes red.

Sangzhi nodded.

Just as Su Xiuqing was about to run out with her bank card, she heard Sang Zhi's voice behind her.

She stopped, a little stunned.

Su Xiuqing asked: "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"

"Auntie, do you need me to accompany you? Are those people sure they will let you go after taking the money?" Sang Zhi frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"They said they would let your uncle go after they got the money."

Su Xiuqing said and shook her head: "I can go by myself."

"Ms. Su, let my people go with you."

Zhuo Yijing, who had been keeping his lips pursed and silent, suddenly spoke.

He raised his eyes, his expression calm.

"Qin Sheng."

Zhuo Yijing looked at Qin Sheng in the yard, his expression cold and distant.

"Third Young Master." Qin Sheng said respectfully.

"You go with Ms. Su. Pay attention to the safety of Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang. Bring Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang back."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was low and calm.

Sang Zhi tugged her lips, turned her head and glanced at Zhuo Yijing, her eyes a little complicated.

Only then did Su Xiuqing notice several men wearing sunglasses standing in the yard, as well as several expensive-looking luxury cars.

Su Xiuqing also saw some neighbors constantly peeking into their house.

Su Xiuqing turned around, looked up at Zhuo Yijing, and said in a respectful and fearful tone, "Mr. Zhuo, thank you... thank you."

Su Xiuqing glanced at Qin Sheng, who was tall and strong, and tremblingly thanked Zhuo Yijing.

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change, he slightly curled his lips, with a cold smile on his handsome face.

"Ms. Su, you're welcome."

As Zhuo Yijing spoke, his burning gaze remained on Sang Zhi's face.

Sang Zhi looked away, feeling inexplicably irritated.

"Ms. Su."

Zhuo Yijing said again.

"Logically speaking...I have to call you aunt."

Sangzhi was stunned: "...you, what are you talking nonsense about?"

She gritted her teeth and looked at Zhuo Yijing, who looked aloof and distant, with an ugly expression on her face.

Su Xiuqing was also stunned for a moment and glanced at Sang Zhi subconsciously.

"Zhizhi... you and Mr. Zhuo..." Su Xiuqing frowned.

"I don't. I'm not familiar with this person. Auntie, please don't listen to his nonsense."

Sang Zhi sneered again and again, she gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Auntie, you misunderstood." Zhuo Yijing smiled softly, his eyes deep and dark.

"I mean..." Zhuo Yijing paused and glanced at Sang Zhi calmly, his eyes deep.

"Jitong is my aunt. Yixun and Niannian are both your godsons. They and I are cousins, and Zhizhi and I are also good friends. Logically speaking... I really have to call you aunt."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was light and his expression was lazy and leisurely.

Sang Zhi's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

She just heard Zhuo Yijing deliberately emphasize the word "good friend".

"..."

Sang Zhi sneered in his heart.

He could actually mention "Ji Yixun" openly...

Really shameless.

"Ah?" Su Xiuqing was also stunned and looked at Zhuo Yijing without knowing why.

She frowned.

"Mr. Zhuo, you said Ji Tong...is your...aunt?"

"Auntie?"

Su Xiuqing frowned.

In the past, Ji Tong never mentioned anything about her. She just said that she had no relatives except her two sons.

Now this handsome and noble man actually said that Ji Tong was his aunt.

Is Ji Tong really the daughter of a wealthy family?

"Well, she is indeed my aunt."

Zhuo Yijin responded calmly.

"Auntie, don't call me Mr. Zhuo, and don't use any honorific title for me. I really can't bear it. You can just call me 'Yijing'."

Zhuo Yijin's words and deeds made Su Xiuqing feel polite and polite.

Su Xiuqing nodded tremblingly.

"it is good……"

Sang Zhi glanced at Zhuo Yijing and saw that he was "talking and laughing" and "sanctimonious", his eyes darkened.

"Qin Sheng, send aunt over quickly." Zhuo Yijing suppressed his smile and spoke in a light voice.

"Okay, young master three."

Qin Sheng replied.

"Mrs. Jiang, please get in the car." Qin Sheng glanced at her.

Su Xiuqing nodded and glanced at Sang Zhi again, as if the words he scolded her before had never been spoken, and she was very enthusiastic.

"Zhizhi, Niuniu will be taken care of by you first. You can entertain Yijing by the way. Mr. Zhuo is a guest and your Aunt Ji's nephew. Don't neglect him."

"..."

Sangzhi nodded reluctantly.

"I see."