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

"Third Brother, I've been waiting for a long time."

Meng Yucen smiled.

Sangzhi did not turn around, his face was as calm as water.

She glanced at Zhuo Yijing with an indifferent expression.

"Ms. Sang, I borrowed it."

Meng Yucen chuckled.

Sang Zhi twitched her lips, but did not turn away, still looking indifferent and distant. She stepped past Zhuo Yijing and was about to leave.

"Miss Sang, do you need us to give you a ride?" Meng Yucen stared at her back, her voice cold and indifferent.

Sang Zhi didn't stop, stretched out his hand and waved his hand behind his back, "No, thank you."

Zhuo Yijing frowned, his eyes becoming darker and colder.

He turned sideways, staring at the thin back that was getting away, and pursed his thin lips.

"Everyone has gone away. Third brother, do you have to look so reluctant to leave?" Meng Yucen tugged at her lips, with a bitter smile appearing on the corners of her lips.

"Don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about." Zhuo Yijin glanced at her lukewarmly, turned around and walked to the driver's seat of the Bentley.

Meng Yucen trotted after him. She didn't take the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, but got into the back seat directly.

"Third brother, I just saw...she slapped you. You are such a proud person, but you are willing to be slapped by her..."

Meng Yucen looked at him in the rearview mirror, her eyes falling on the white left side of his face.

There was a faint red mark on his face.

Zhuo Yijing looked cold and said nothing.

"Third brother, can I ask you, are you really... in love with her?" Meng Yucen stiffly pulled her lips and asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Yijin's expression didn't change, he remained silent, and just concentrated on driving.

Meng Yucen clenched her palms tightly and looked at her carefully.

"Third brother, who do you love, Fu Zhixiao or Sang Zhi? Or neither?"

If you don't love it.

Talking and laughing without emotion.

Then...she still has a chance.

Her chances are greater than Fu Zhixiao and Sang Zhi.

Because there is the Meng family behind her.

"If you love Sang Zhi, why did the reporter take a photo of you and Fu Zhixiao... If you love Fu Zhixiao, why did you treat Sang Zhi... She is just a stand-in, and you treat a stand-in..."

Zhuo Yijing frowned slightly, his face was cold and distant, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Who told you that she was a substitute? Who allowed you to speculate on my thoughts in vain?"

Zhuo Yijing said in a deep voice.

"How do you know Fu Zhixiao?"

Zhuo Yijing frowned and continued to ask.

Meng Yucen tugged her lips, lowered her head slightly, and smiled to herself, "Grandma Zhuo secretly showed Ziyue a photo of Fu Zhixiao before, and she saw it at that time... Later... in the Zhuo family's old house, in your room... too Be careful and see..."

Zhuo Yijing suddenly stepped on the brakes.

Meng Yucen stumbled into the front seat.

"Sorry..." Zhuo Yijin said lukewarmly, he frowned and his eyes darkened.

"You said, my grandma showed Zhuo Ziyue a photo of Fu Zhixiao?" Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

"Yes……"

Meng Yucen responded in a low voice.

Zhuo Yijing frowned and looked a little ugly, but didn't say anything else.

……

The car stopped at the Zhuo family's old house.

"You go in first, I'll take a call."

Zhuo Yijing lowered his head and glanced at [Elvis] on the display screen, his eyes darkened, he pursed his lips and strode towards the water courtyard aside.

"……Hey."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

"I'm at the airport now."

Ji Yixun's cold and deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhuo Yijin was stunned for a moment subconsciously, but it was fleeting.

"California airport?"

"Tangcheng." Ji Yixun's voice was light.

"..."

Zhuo Yijin pursed her thin lips and remained silent.

"Do you want me to ask Cheng Chi to pick you up?"

"No need. Xie Changqing came to pick me up personally." Ji Yixun's tone contained a touch of sarcasm and ridicule.

"However, I didn't go with him. I had something to deal with."

Ji Yixun continued to speak.

Zhuo Yijing was silent for a while, his eyes darkened, "...Hmm."

"Where will you stay at night? Xie's house? Or go to my house? Or should you go back to Chenyang first to pay homage to my little aunt and Nian Nian?"

"I'm going to see Sangzhi."

Ji Yixun's voice was low.

"……Um."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips.

"By the way, I just got off the plane and I was still hearing people talking about your anecdotes. They were secretly filmed in the hotel. It's really rare. Tsk."

"Meng Nanzhao was forced to give up his position as the head of the Meng family. Did you personally come forward? For that girlfriend of yours? They say Meng Nanzhao kidnapped your girlfriend."

"...Hmm." Zhuo Yijin responded lightly.

"Fu Zhixiao? I've never heard you mention this name, but why does it sound familiar to me?"

"Is she Ziyue's mother?"

Ji Yixun frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"She is not Zhuo Ziyue's mother. Even if it is her, it cannot be her."

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"is it?"

Ji Yixun smiled.

"By the way...how has my aunt been doing since I came back?"

"Aunt Qinghuan is still like that, confused. But when she sees the photos of Zhuo Ziyue when she was a child, she will have some reaction. It seems that the treatment over the years is still effective."

Ji Yixun pulled his lips.

"...Yeah." Zhuo Yijing nodded.

Zhuo Qinghuan.

That's his aunt.

He was found by his father Zhuo Yanlin a few years ago and has been settling down in California.

So he spent most of his time in California taking care of Zhuo Qinghuan.

What happened to Zhuo Qinghuan, only his dead father knows

At that time, Zhuo Yanlin also settled his aunt in California without telling the old man and the old lady.

"Hang up first."

Ji Yixun lowered his head and glanced at his watch before continuing to speak.

Zhuo Yijin responded calmly.

After a while, he stared at the black screen of his phone quietly, his eyes dark and dark.

Zhuo Yijing stood in the water courtyard for a long time until Zhuo Ziyue came out to look for him.

"Dad! Grandma asked me to call you in to eat. If you are not active in eating, you have a problem with your thinking!"

Zhuo Ziyue said gloomily, still holding the big chicken drumstick in his hand, and his face and hands were covered with oil after eating.

Zhuo Yijing saw his oily face and frowned subconsciously, "Go back and wash your face. Isn't it embarrassing to eat like this at such an age?"

"After all, you are my father, and it is your person who is being thrown away."

Zhuo Ziyue bared his teeth.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing sneered, stepped forward, looked at him condescendingly, with a look of disgust on his face: "Zhuo Ziyue, do you want to stay in Tangcheng?"

Zhuo Ziyue nodded heavily, "Of course I want to stay in Tangcheng. I have met many good friends and many younger brothers in Tangcheng, and I don't want to go back. Besides, if you let me go back by myself, I will be alone. If I stay in California, no one will play with me."

"Isn't your aunt playing with you? Your aunt is so kind to you. You go back to accompany her."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

"Your aunt loves you the most. When you go back, she won't be alone anymore."

Although Zhuo Qinghuan has always been delirious and mentally immature, she especially likes Zhuo Ziyue.

During the years when he was in coma, his servants said that Zhuo Qinghuan would always play with Zhuo Ziyue and accompany him.

On the contrary, Zhuo Qinghuan will become more normal when she is with Zhuo Ziyue.