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

Sang Zhi was stunned and narrowed his eyes.

"you……"

Did Meng Yucen know that she was injured?

Seeing her looking at him in surprise, Meng Yucen said without changing his expression, "Of course I know that you were injured in our house. Including that you were kidnapped by my brother... I also know everything." Meng Yucen said lightly, with a calm expression.

Her tone was very calm, as if she was talking about a very ordinary and casual "kidnapping case".

"Really?" Sang Zhi chuckled.

"You were injured at my house, and I followed you to the hospital. When you were operated on, there was not enough type A blood in the hospital's blood bank, so I had to give you a transfusion."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly.

There is actually such a thing...

"Thank you. I was in a coma at the time, and I didn't know you gave me a blood transfusion..." Sang Zhi looked at her apologetically.

Zhuo Yijing didn't tell her either...

Sang Zhi lowered his head, hesitating about how to thank Meng Yucen.

"No need to think about thanking me, you have already promised me what you are going to do, right?"

Meng Yucen's expression was indifferent. She glanced at Sang Zhi with a smile on her face.

Sang Zhi was stunned and looked at her blankly, somewhat confused.

Meng Yucen's meaningful eyes reminded her of what happened that night.

She seemed to know what Meng Yucen was talking about.

Let her leave Zhuo Yijing.

Ok……

She did.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips in embarrassment, "That matter does not conflict with the matter of you saving me. I still have to thank you. I will treat you to dinner later, Miss Meng."

Meng Yucen shook his head slightly, "No need."

"I don't want to have anything to do with you in the future." Meng Yucen said straightforwardly, with cold and indifferent eyes.

Sang Zhi's eyebrows moved slightly, and she chuckled, "It turns out that everyone has the same idea."

After saying that, Sang Zhi smiled at her, picked up her satchel and walked out.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the familiar Bentley Continental parked not far from the door.

The man in a black suit in the driver's seat opened the door, slowly got out of the car, and walked towards her.

Sang Zhi subconsciously stood at the door. Before she could leave, Zhuo Yijing had already strolled up to her.

The man's face was stern and clear-cut. His long, narrow and deep phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed and fell on her face, with an extremely cold expression.

"..."

"..."

Both were silent.

Zhuo Yi looked at her with an extremely cold and distant look.

Sang Zhi didn't care, just glanced at him, his face was calm as usual, and he was about to turn around and leave.

Zhuo Yijing suddenly spoke, his voice cold and indifferent.

"How is your injury?"

Sang Zhi paused, looked away from him, and said lukewarmly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhuo, for your concern. It's nothing serious."

"..." Zhuo Yijing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

"Where is your bank card? When will I pick it up?"

Zhuo Yijing looked at her with a calm voice.

Sangzhi pulled her lips and coughed lightly, "No, that's all for you. Plus my uncle's leg surgery before and the 10,000+ dress I bought before... they're all there. On the bank card.”

"Although Mr. Zhuo may not like it, I still have to return it to you."

Sang Zhi said in a deep voice without changing his expression.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing was silent for a while, "You have to talk to me so coldly?"

Sang Zhi looked at him blankly, his eyebrows moving slightly, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Every time he said he would have nothing to do with her, but he changed his mind again.

"You won't regret it, will you?"

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly.

Seeing her flustered look, Zhuo Yijing sneered, his eyes getting colder.

"rest assured."

Zhuo Yijing sneered again and again.

Sang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "That's fine... I thought..."

But before she could finish speaking, she was pulled forward by Zhuo Yijing.

The mulberry branches staggered.

She was actually standing on the third step, and Zhuo Yi was on the ground. He gently pulled her, and Sang Zhi fell into his arms.

Before she could stand still, Zhuo Yijing suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, his big eyes looking at the handsome face that was pressing down on her.

"Well……"

Zhuo Yijing clasped her waist, bit her lips, attacked the city, and dominated her breathing.

People come and go on the street.

Although it was already noon at this time and the students and teachers had almost left, there were still people there.

Sangzhi struggled, but what he got was an even more irresistible entanglement from him.

Sang Zhi changed slightly. After thinking about it, she gradually stopped struggling. Instead, she suddenly reached out and hooked his neck, responding to his kiss.

Zhuo Yijing was indeed stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

When Zhuo Yi was stunned, Sang Zhi bit him with all his strength, and then pushed him away. With a "pop" sound, Sang Zhi threw him up.

"..." Zhuo Yijing turned his face away, frowning, and his face was a little gloomy. He raised his eyes and stared at Sang Zhi, the anger in his eyes getting heavier and heavier.

"Zhuo Yijing, do you have amnesia or something? I told you that we have nothing to do with each other! So far, you have said that it is not necessary for me.

Now you come to sexually harass me again, don’t you feel disgusted?As a gentleman says, a horse cannot be chased, so you promised to let me go. "

Sang Zhi clenched his palms tightly, his expression extremely ugly.

Zhuo Yijing's lips were very red, and the corner of his mouth was bitten by her, making him look very embarrassed.

Sang Zhi felt that he should also look embarrassed.

It's just that in front of Zhuo Yijing, you still need to have some momentum so that you won't be easily manipulated.

"……a man of his words?"

Zhuo Yijing smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm and ridicule. He squinted his eyes and looked at Sang Zhi, his eyes reserved.

"Didn't you say that I am a despicable and shameless villain? Didn't you say that I am scheming? Now you admit that I am a gentleman? I have never admitted that I am a gentleman."

Zhuo Yijin looked at her lukewarmly, his voice cold and distant.

"I didn't say let you go. You said I sexually harassed you. Didn't you respond to me just now? Can I also say that you sexually harassed me?" Zhuo Yijin's expression did not change.

"……you!"

Sang Zhi's face looked a little ugly. She gritted her teeth, looked at Zhuo Yijing, and cursed him in a deep voice for a long time.

"Son of a bitch."

"You can scold me all you want, and it will make you happy."

Zhuo Yijing stared at her, his eyes as calm as water.

"..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and sneered again and again.

"You are so mean. You still say it's not me, Zhuo Yijing, you are so ridiculous." Sang Zhi looked at him with a cold voice.

Zhuo Yijing frowned, his eyes dark and cold. After a long silence, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "...get in the car."

"What car are you getting in? Do you think I will follow you?"

Sang Zhi glanced at his Bentley Continental, frowned, and sneered.

"Miss Sang must have misunderstood."

Meng Yucen's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Third brother, thank you for coming to pick me up."