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

"Uncle, do you have something to say..."

Sang Zhi frowned and turned her head to glance at Ji Yixun and Zhuo Ziyue, who were waiting for her by the car not far away.

"..."

Jiang Chengdong looked at her hesitantly, "Zhizhi... last time I talked to you, your aunt was outside... and she heard everything I told you... She wanted to divorce me. "

Sang Zhi was stunned, not expecting it to turn out like this, "Auntie..."

It was normal for her uncle today. She had not seen that Su Xiuqing was divorcing Jiang Chengdong.

"She has been looking down on me these past few days. In fact, the morning you left last time, your aunt was going to divorce me! We were both going to the Civil Affairs Bureau..."

"what?"

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly, "Then...Uncle, are you already divorced?"

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and frowned.

"No...no. There was a little accident."

Jiang Chengdong whispered.

"What accident?"

Sangzhi asked.

"It belongs to our family... Our family's household registration book was given by your aunt to Mr. Zhuo who saved me..."

Jiang Chengdong hesitated to speak, looking a little flustered.

"what!"

Sang Zhi's expression suddenly changed, she frowned and slowly tightened her palms.

"What did he do with our household registration book?" Sang Zhi pursed her lips, her face looking a little ugly.

She suddenly remembered the last time Zhuo Yijing was about to leave after an unhappy breakup at home. At that time, Su Xiuqing was talking to Zhuo Yijing by the car and gave Zhuo Yijing something...

It turned out to be the household registration book.

"Why did aunt give Zhuo Yi a household registration book?"

Sang Zhi frowned and lowered his voice.

"Your aunt didn't make it clear. It was an emergency and Mr. Zhuo wanted to save me. Mr. Zhuo mentioned it, and your aunt gave him the household registration book... That's why your aunt and I didn't divorce. You said Our family doesn’t have much money, just this house... Mr. Zhuo won’t use our household registration book to do bad things, right?”

Jiang Chengdong frowned and sighed softly.

"..."

Sangzhi remained silent.

Why does Zhuo Yijing need their household registration book...

"I don't have Mr. Zhuo's contact information. Can you contact Mr. Zhuo after you return to Tangcheng and get our household registration book back?"

Jiang Chengdong looked at her with a confused expression.

Sang Zhi nodded, his face turned pale, "I understand. Uncle, don't worry, I will go find him."

"Uncle, you and aunt should have a good talk, have a good talk..."

Sangzhi warned him.

"understood."

Jiang Chengdong responded.

……

In the car.

Zhuo Ziyue slept in Ji Yixun's arms because he was sleepy.

"What did uncle just tell you? I see that your face doesn't look too good..." Ji Yixun turned his head and glanced at Sang Zhi, who had been absent-mindedly beside him.

Sang Zhi shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that my aunt wants to divorce him and she wants me to help persuade her..."

Ji Yixun was stunned for a moment, "Why are you suddenly getting divorced? There is nothing unusual about the couple today..."

Sangzhi sighed softly and couldn't help but lower his eyelids.

"Actually, it has something to do with my life experience..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, and her clenched fingers turned pale.

"..."

Ji Yixun frowned slightly and looked at her uncertainly.

"Alas..." Sang Zhi's eyes darkened, and he told Ji Yixun about his life experience in a low voice.

Listen to her finish.

Ji Yixun was silent for a while, his thin lips pursed into a sharp straight line.

"So that's it... Zhizhi, you have been really wronged over the years."

Ji Yixun looked at Sang Zhi with some distress and reached out to rub her hair.

Sang Zhi shook his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "There is nothing wrong with me. Without them, I can still live well."

"From now on, if you have me, I will be your support." Ji Yixun looked at her, his voice was low and magnetic,

Sang Zhi curled her lips: "We are the closest to each other."

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived downstairs at Sangzhi's house.

Zhuo Ziyue didn't wake up after sleeping for more than two hours, because he had to go upstairs. Their house was relatively old and there was no elevator. Zhuo Ziyue was also a little heavy. Thinking that Ji Yixun might be busy soon, Sang Zhi wanted to wake him up. .

"No need to call him. Let him sleep, I will just pick him up."

"Okay..." Sang Zhi nodded hesitantly. She glanced at the unlit lights in her house and frowned.

Sang Yun was at home and just asked her when she would go back.

But he should have fallen asleep.

She didn't have time to tell Sang Yun...

"Why, I'm not welcome to come up? Well,"

Ji Yixun narrowed his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, and he couldn't help teasing her.

"No... Sang Yun is at home... I have been busy these days and have no time to tell him about you."

"..." Ji Yixun smiled, his expression indifferent.

"Speaking of which, I have never met your brother before, and I have often heard you mention him... He should have graduated from high school."

Sang Zhi nodded, "I just finished the college entrance examination, and I plan to apply for a volunteer soon. Yixun, let's go up and sit for a while. Meet Sang Yun by the way."

"it is good."

Ji Yixun slightly curved his lips and his eyes darkened.

Sangzhi opened the door, and the smell of smoke hit her face, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Cough cough cough..."

Sangzhi turned his face, subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and frowned.

How much is this smoking?

She pursed her lips, and in a blink of an eye she saw the figure sitting on the sofa.

There were no lights in the house.

"Sang Yun..."

Sang Zhi frowned, reached out to turn on the light, and looked up to see Sang Jun's eyelids drooping slightly, her hair was messy, a little messy, and a little decadent.

When Sang Yun heard her voice, his eyebrows moved, but he didn't raise his eyes.

"Yixun, please put Ziyue in my room..."

Sangzhi turned his head and whispered to Ji Yixun, then walked to the window and opened it for ventilation.

Ji Yixun responded calmly.

Sang Yun suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Ji Yixun.

Sang Yun stared blankly at the tall and handsome man in front of him, the handsome face that resembled Xie Fengyi's, the man that Sang Zhi had treasured in his heart for many years...

"Sang Yun, what's the matter with you? Why have you developed a habit of drinking and smoking!"

Sang Zhi couldn't help scolding him, but still whispered.

She glared at Sang Yun, then walked back to the bedroom.

Ji Yixun put Zhuo Ziyue on the bed.

"Zhizhi...what's wrong?"

Ji Yixun frowned.

"Oh...it's okay. Yixun...how about...you go back first? I'll ask Sang Yun what's going on? Sang Yun rarely does this. He's not in a good mood recently. I'll introduce you to him another day, okay? ?”

Sang Zhi kept the door open and whispered, with an apologetic look on his face.

Ji Yixun nodded, "It's okay, just in time. I still have things to deal with and I can't stay any longer."

"You guys have a good chat."

Why is this guy in such a bad mood?

He heard Zhuo Yijing mention it.

This Sang Yun has different feelings for Zhi Zhi.

Originally, they were not biological siblings.

At this age, boys are stimulated by hormones and spend time with Sang Zhi day and night.

Sangzhi was also very considerate to him.

Feelings...will always deteriorate.

He understands.

But Zhizhi is indeed very kind and caring to this younger brother.

"Okay, I'll give it to you..."

"It's okay, I can go down by myself. No need to send me off." Ji Yixun smiled, leaned over and hugged the mulberry branch.

Sang Yun saw this scene through the crack of the ajar door, her eyes darkened, and then she turned her head and smiled to herself.