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

"Mr. Zhuo, please ask your uncle Chengdong." Su Xiuqing cried.

Qin Sheng followed her.

Sang Zhi frowned, and she quickly turned around and ran out.

"Aunt...what's going on? Are they not letting me go?"

Sang Zhi's face looked a little ugly.

Su Xiuqing held Sang Zhi's hand with tears in her eyes, "Sang Zhi, they said they would chop off your uncle's hand... because, because your uncle... was cheating. Not only did they want money, but they also wanted one of your uncle's. hand."

Sang Zhi frowned and turned a little pale, "Didn't you say you won't ask for his hand after you get the money?"

Sangzhi clenched his hands.

"They said that your uncle lost the money in the first place, and he had to cut off one of his hands if he cheated... Sangzhi, Chengdong can't have his hand cut off. Please think of a way, Mr. Zhuo, please. Please save Chengdong."

Su Xiuqing looked at Zhuo Yijing with a sincere expression.

Qin Sheng frowned and nodded towards Zhuo Yijing, "Third Young Master, it's like this. Those people confiscated the money and said they must cut off Mr. Jiang's hand."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and turned slightly to block Su Xiuqing's view.

"I couldn't break my leg last time... I can't break my hand this time. He insisted on gambling himself and used a trickster. He lost 2000 million in one night."

"Auntie, don't be too partial to uncle. It's just because every time he gambles, someone always tells him the truth, so he never feels that gambling has any consequences."

"Then what do you mean?" Su Xiuqing's face suddenly changed. Just when she was about to continue saying some harsh words, she saw Zhuo Yijing's eyes narrowing slightly behind Sang Zhi, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, so she took back her words. .

"It can't be saved."

Sangzhi stared at her and spoke word by word.

Su Xiuqing's face turned even more ugly.

"Then, are you just going to watch your saving hand being chopped off by them?"

Su Xiuqing gritted her teeth, endured the unhappiness in her heart, and said in a deep voice.

"Then what can I do? Then ask them to let uncle go and give them my hands."

Sang Zhi said expressionlessly, his eyes dark.

"You..." Su Xiuqing was stunned, and she was choked and speechless for a moment.

"Sangzhi, your uncle is so competitive and wants to save face..."

"Auntie." Sang Zhi interrupted her and slowly tightened her palms.

"That's what you said last time when his leg was injured. If you care about face so much, why don't you say you want to save face every time you go to the casino and are chased home to collect debts? The neighbors are watching."

"I can't help him with this matter..." Sang Zhi paused and glanced at Zhuo Yijing subconsciously. Seeing that his eyes were deep and dark, staring at her unhurriedly, Sang Zhi palpitated for a moment and quickly looked away. .

"Mr. Zhuo can't help, and he can't help. Mr. Zhuo is not related to us, so it's better not to interfere in our family's affairs."

"Then you're just going to watch your uncle's hand be chopped off?" Su Xiuqing's face changed suddenly, she gritted her teeth and looked at her.

Sangzhi pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Sang Zhi, you are cruel enough. Chengdong should not have saved you like a white-eyed wolf in the first place... In your heart, nothing can compare with money. Do you think we spent too much money on you? Without Chengdong, there would be no you. today!"

Su Xiuqing didn't care about Zhuo Yijing's presence and directly poked Sang Zhi's forehead with her hand, just like she blamed her when she was a child.

Sang Zhi clenched her palms tightly, her face turned pale.

She lowered her head but didn't say anything.

"Ms. Su."

Zhuo Yi spoke coldly, his eyes cold and dark.

"This matter has nothing to do with Sang Zhi from beginning to end. It's not her fault that Mr. Jiang loves gambling. Why do you blame everything on her? You can't just let her go because you have raised her for so many years. As your punching bag?"

Zhuo Yi smiled happily, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Please Mr. Zhuo not to interfere in our family's affairs..."

Sangzhi took a step back, her head lowered.

She pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

Zhuo Yi's longing turned a deaf ear.

"Ms. Su, I can help you save Mr. Jiang. Take me there."

"Zhuo Yijing!" Sang Zhi's face changed slightly and he suddenly raised his eyes.

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo. Thank you, Mr. Zhuo." Su Xiuqing looked happy.

She kept thanking Zhuo Yijin.

It was like he looked like a different person, without the acrimony he had just now.

"Zhuo Yijing, can you stop meddling in other people's business? Do you think I will accept your favor? No!" Sang Zhi clenched his palms and gritted his teeth.

"Sangzhi! You don't want to save him, you can't save him! Now Mr. Zhuo can finally save your uncle, and you start to stop him again.

What kind of peace of mind do you have?You take good care of your adoptive father and his family, but when you come to our place, will you just ignore them?

They raised you and let you live the life of a wealthy young lady!But in the final analysis, it was Chengdong who saved you, the bumbling star, who even your mother didn’t want! "

Before Zhuo Yijing could reply, Su Xiuqing's expression changed and she looked at Sang Zhi arrogantly, her eyes full of hatred.

"Ms. Su, if you still want me to help Mr. Jiang, please pay attention to your wording. Sang Zhi is mine..." Zhuo Yijing paused, glanced at Sang Zhi's pale face, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

He continued: "Sangzhi is my friend. I don't want to hear you, an elder, use some vicious words to slander her."

"..."

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids and held it tightly in his palms.

She bit her lower lip and turned pale.

That feeling of shame lingered in her heart again, making her feel like she couldn't breathe at all.

Seeing that Zhuo Yijing's face was a little cold, Su Xiuqing quickly apologized to Zhuo Yijing, "Mr. Zhuo, it's my fault, don't be angry..."

"...Ms. Su, it's not me you should apologize to."

Zhuo Yijin spoke lukewarmly.

Su Xiuqing nodded and turned to look at Sang Zhi, "Zhi Zhi, I..."

"Aunt, you don't have to say anything."

Sang Zhi looked away, her lips tugged, her voice a little hoarse.

Su Xiuqing nodded dullly and glanced at Zhuo Yijing cautiously.

"Mr. Zhuo, Zhizhi..."

"Ms. Su, please lead the way." Zhuo Yijing withdrew his gaze and spoke in a calm voice.

Su Xiuqing nodded quickly in response.

Seeing that they were leaving, Sang Zhi turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yijing.

It happened that Zhuo Yijing also looked back.

Their eyes collided.

Zhuo Yijing still had an indifferent and cold expression.

Sang Zhi moved her lips and slowly tightened her palms. She was silent for a while, lowered her head and whispered: "...Thank you."

Zhuo Yijing's face was as calm as water and he didn't respond to her. Qin Sheng just opened the rear driver's door.

Zhuo Yijing went straight into the car.

The BMW sped away.

Sangzhi stood in the yard blankly, feeling a little dazed.

All unbearable.

All weaknesses.

They were all understood by Zhuo Yijing.

make her feel...

It's more like I can't escape or hide.

"Zhuo Yijing."

"why?"

Sangzhi murmured to himself, then laughed to himself, his eyes full of sarcasm and ridicule.

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