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

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After Qiu Yan left, Zhuo Yijing sat quietly in the office. He stared at the information Qiu Yan had just brought for a long time, his thin lips pressed into a sharp straight line.

Such a big move... Hiding information and fabricating information. If Sangzhi messed with someone, he probably wouldn't have fabricated or concealed information. There are also records of attending classes, whether it's signing in or attending...

As if he was guarding against someone.

Was it really done by those "enemies" he knew before?How could he actually make such a big noise after his accident?

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, her eyes deep and dark.

He picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed Cheng Chi's number.

"Third Young Master."

Cheng Chi spoke respectfully.

"Cheng Chi, go and do something for me..."

……

Sang Zhi was kicked awake by Zhuo Ziyue.

Zhuo Ziyue's sleeping position was not very good. Originally, they both slept upright, but when Zhuo Ziyue woke up in the morning, he had already slept in a horizontal position with his little feet on her belly.

Sang Zhi curled her lips, pulled him over when he was about to fall, and changed his position.

She didn't know when she fell asleep last night. She just felt very sad and sad. She hugged the little guy and cried for a long time. The little guy kept coaxing her, and then she fell asleep.

Sang Zhi stared at his cute little face and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

soft.

Children are so cute.

Sang Zhi's eyebrows were smiling.

It seems that... the daughter she gave birth to... is also this old.

In that vague memory, Mr. K said that she had seen the child before, so she accepted hypnosis with confidence. Did she like the child at that time?

Sang Zhi subconsciously touched his flat belly.

Originally there was a very light scar.

But after she found out, she went for scar removal surgery.

I want to erase all the bad memories.

Sang Zhi laughed to himself and slowly tightened his palms.

In fact, now that I think about it, a child was conceived here... This feeling is actually a little different.

Sangzhi turned his head and glanced at the little guy beside him, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

poor child.

He has not seen his mother in so many years, and even his father has been in a comatose vegetative state.

Sangzhi pulled her lips and couldn't help but think about her daughter who had "nothing to do with her".

Will that daughter have a mother?Will Mr. K be kind to her?

Why...that Mr. K would choose her?

Sangzhi shook his head, lowered his eyelids, and his eyes darkened.

She frowned and sighed.

The phone dinged. She picked it up and took a look. It was Ji Yixun who asked her and Ziyue "are they awake?"

Sang Zhi subconsciously wanted to reply to the message, but as if she thought of something again, she quickly retracted her hand. She pulled her lips, put down the phone, lay down on her back, and looked up at the ceiling.

How should she... tell Yixun?

Sang Yun couldn't even accept it...

Yi Xun is probably even harder to accept.

She is indeed not worthy of Yixun's "love as deep as the sea".

She didn't want to hide it from Yixun.

But she is also a selfish person.

She also has things she wants and people she wants.

Sang Zhi clenched her hands tightly and never picked up her phone to reply to Ji Yixun's message.

When Li Zhiwei called, she was making breakfast for Zhuo Ziyue.

Li Zhiwei said that something had happened to her recently and she was not in Tangcheng now. He had not bothered to contact her and did not want her to worry, so he had time to contact her.

Sang Zhi laughed, "Wei Wei, we are really like sisters. Me too, I have encountered some things recently."

"So has your matter been resolved?"

Sangzhi asked.

"No..." Li Zhiwei sighed and laughed at himself.

"Wei Wei, the relationship between Li Jianqing and I is really over this time."

Li Zhiwei whispered, his voice a little hoarse.

Sangzhi was stunned.

"Wei Wei, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel like you're not in a good mood! Did something happen?"

Sang Zhi frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Li Zhiwei on the other end of the phone was silent for a while.

"Li Jianqing is getting married...the bride is not me.

Moreover, I am also getting married, and it is also a marriage. I, a fake lady from the Li family, can actually get married.

The Li family cannot tolerate me.Maybe, Li Jianqing and I were wrong from the beginning... I should just treat him as my brother..."

Li Zhiwei choked up.

Sang Zhi frowned and sighed, "Wei Wei, you are in too deep a trap for Li Jianqing."

"Yes. Zhizhi, I am trapped in a cocoon, but what should I do? I am pregnant..."

Li Zhiwei sobbed.

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly.

The two chatted for a while before Sang Zhi hung up the phone.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and stared at the phone thoughtfully.

"Zhizhi, do you want to eat?"

Zhuo Ziyue looked at Sang Zhi eagerly, like a greedy little cat.

Sang Zhi curled his lips and said, "Well, Ziyue, we're ready for dinner."

Sangzhi curled her lips and smiled softly.

Zhuo Ziyue grinned.

"Zhizhi, are you in a better mood now?"

"It's better. I really want to thank Mr. Zhuo Ziyue. Ziyue, you are really good at coaxing girls? You are very skilled at such a young age..."

"Hehe, I learned this from my father. During the days when you were with your father, didn't your father coax you the same way when he made you angry? But I didn't fully learn from him. My father was shameless and secretly kissed you! "

Zhuo Ziyue said indignantly.

"..."

Sang Zhi pulled her lips awkwardly, her face red and white.

but……

Zhuo Ziyue... seems to be what he said. Although the time she and Zhuo Yijing were "together" was short, Zhuo Yijing did coax her when he made her angry, touching his face and kissing him. …

Fortunately, Zhuo Ziyue didn't learn everything.

The key is that Zhuo Ziyue actually saw them all.

Sang Zhi felt even more embarrassed. She tugged at her lips and frowned.

Speaking of Zhuo Yijing...

Sang Zhi suddenly thought that her family's household registration book was still in Zhuo Yijing's hands, and she had to find a time to get it back...

I don’t know why Zhuo Yijing took a fancy to their family’s household registration book.

Could it be that... I really did something bad like my uncle said?

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, her face looking even more ugly.

She sighed.

"Zhizhi, where should we go to play later?" Zhuo Ziyue asked.

"..."

This is difficult for Sangzhi.

She really didn't know where she was going to play.

She had never taken care of such a young child.

"Where do you want to go?"

Sangzhi asked softly.

"Zhizhi, don't you know how to make some perfume? It's the ones you put on the table in your room. I want to see you make perfume. Can you also give me some of the perfume you make?

I think you are so awesome, Zhizhi.I can draw, play the piano, build a house, and mix incense...

My dad also said that you are a very powerful, excellent and talented perfumer. "

"..."

Sang Zhi couldn't help but smile when she heard "build a house".

but……

Zhuo Yijing said...she is a very talented, powerful and excellent perfumer?

Is this what he said about her?

Sang Zhi was in a daze for a moment, but there were some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Somewhat strange.

Sang Zhi frowned.

It wasn't until Zhuo Ziyue called her that Sang Zhi came back to her senses.

She curved her lips,

Then he reached out and rubbed the little guy's head, "Okay, I'll take you to our company to have a look."

"Can I learn secretly?"

Zhuo Ziyue grinned.

"of course."

Sangzhi smiled.

Before they went out, Ji Yixun sent another message asking her what she was doing.

She hesitated for a moment before replying to him.

[Yixun, I’m going to take Ziyue to Rosella’s fragrance room now. 】

After sending the message, Sangzhi suddenly remembered.

Last time at the ball at Carl's house in Italy, when Ji Yixun approached her, she smelled faintly of perfume. It was the perfume she made at that time, and there was only a sample.

That perfume was also made for him.

Sang Zhi tugged at her lips and moved her eyebrows slightly.