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

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Come out of rosella.

Sang Zhi took Zhuo Ziyue to the amusement park.

After Sang Yun left last night, she never went back. She tried to call Sang Yun to contact her, but she couldn't.

Later she simply gave up.

It was understandable that Sang Yun couldn't accept this for a while.

"Zhizhi, can I treat you to steak later?"

Zhuo Ziyue squeezed Sang Zhi's hand and whispered.

Sang Zhi curled her lips and reached out to touch his head, "Hey, you want to eat it yourself, right? Doesn't the food I cook taste delicious?"

Zhuo Ziyue shook his head quickly and grinned, "No, Zhizhi's cooking is the best, but I want to eat steak."

"Ok."

Sangzhi smiled.

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After leaving the amusement park, Sang Zhi took Zhuo Ziyue directly to the famous Western restaurant.

"Zhizhi, this smells so good. It's not as strong as the perfumes of those women who put it on my father. This one smells very high-end."

Zhuo Ziyue shook the perfume bottle made from mulberry branches in his hand and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Sang Zhi said with a smile, "Really?"

"Yes, Zhizhi is great!"

Sang Zhi grinned.

"Sangzhi?"

Sang Zhi was talking to Zhuo Ziyue with her head lowered when she suddenly heard someone calling her.

She turned around slowly, her eyes deep and dark.

"Doctor Zhou?"

Sangzhi was stunned for a moment.

She...it seemed like she hadn't seen Zhou Zheng for a long time.

It must have been the last time I saw her by chance at the airport. At that time, Zhou was leaving in a hurry, and she didn't have time to come up and say hello to him.

"Hello Uncle Zhou."

Zhuo Ziyue greeted Zhou Zheng obediently.

"Hello, Ziyue."

Zhou Zheng smiled slightly, raised his eyes and looked at Sang Zhi, his face calm: "It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time."

Sang Zhi smiled and nodded, "I think so too. Doctor Zhou, are you here to eat? Did you come by yourself?"

Sangzhi looked at him.

Zhou Zheng shook his head with a smile on his face.

"No, I came here with my friends. I didn't expect to see you here. How have you been recently? Did you... have an accident some time ago... about the Meng family in the south of the city?"

Zhou Zheng frowned and looked at her hesitantly.

Sangzhi smiled helplessly, turned around and answered.

"Yeah, but it's not a big deal."

"You're injured." Zhou Zheng stared at her and said with a frown.

Not a question, but a certainty.

"It's just a small injury."

Sangzhi curled his lips.

"Dr. Zhou, by the way, I saw you at the airport last time."

"I originally wanted to say hello to you, but you had already started checking tickets, so I didn't have time to go over."

Sangzhi whispered.

"Oh... that time..." Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Speaking of which, how have you been lately?" Zhou Zheng asked.

"How are you and Mr. Zhuo doing?"

"However, judging from Ziyue's appearance, your relationship should be good. Third Young Master Zhuo asked me to have a wedding banquet last time, so when can I have a wedding banquet?"

Zhou Zheng curled his lips and smiled.

The smile on Sang Zhi's lips froze. She pulled her lips and said calmly, "He and I, let's break up..."

"Ah Zheng."

A woman's gentle and soft voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Sang Zhi saw Zhou Zheng's eyes falling behind her and turned his head slightly to look over.

Not far away were Fu Zhixiao and a woman.

Fu Zhixiao's arm was still holding the woman.

This is a very beautiful and gentle woman.

But the traces of time can also be seen on her face.

The charm on Fu Zhixiao's face was exactly the same as that of that woman.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, a little dazed for a moment.

This woman...should be Fu Zhixiao's...mother?

Sang Zhi's eyebrows moved slightly.

Fu Zhixiao and the woman also looked at her.

Especially that woman, who looked at Sang Zhi blankly.

"Xiaoxiao, she..."

Fu Ci murmured.

"mom!"

Zhuo Ziyue looked at Fu Zhixiao and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He suddenly let go of Sang Zhi's hand and ran towards Fu Zhixiao.

Fu Zhixiao was also stunned and looked down at Zhuo Ziyue.

"Mom! I am Ziyue! Zhuo Ziyue! Do you remember me?"

Zhuo Ziyue raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhixiao, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his face was full of grievances.

Zhou Zheng's eyebrows moved and he frowned slightly.

"...Xiaoxiao...this child is..."

Fu Ci frowned and looked at Fu Zhixiao in confusion.

Fu Zhixiao tugged his lips and looked away, "Mom, I don't know this kid."

"Kid, you have recognized the wrong person, I am not your mother..."

Fu Zhixiao clenched his palms and smiled awkwardly.

"Your name is Xiaoxiao?" Zhuo Ziyue asked, frowning.

"..." Fu Zhixiao was silent for a while.

Zhuo Ziyue shook his head obediently and looked at her with red eyes, "No...I won't admit the wrong person. You are my mother."

"My mother's name is Fu Zhixiao. There is the word "xiao" in her name. I have seen your photo. My father is Zhuo Yijing and I am Zhuo Ziyue! Do you really not remember? Mom, why have you not wanted me for so many years? With dad?"

"Why! Why don't you want me!"

Zhuo Ziyue became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and tears kept falling.

"Xiaoxiao! What's going on? Is what this kid said true? Zhuo...Zhuo, Zhuo Yijing? The Zhuo family..."

Fu Ci suddenly frowned, her face changed slightly, and she asked in a deep voice.

"Mom, don't listen to this child's nonsense. I don't know him at all. This child looks like he is five years old. How could I have such an old child? I don't even have a boyfriend now..."

Fu Zhixiao pulled his lips and said stiffly.

"I am your son...you are my mother, why don't you admit it! Mom!"

Zhuo Ziyue reached out to pull Fu Zhixiao, but she shook him away.

Zhuo Ziyue fell to the ground.

The glass bottle containing perfume in his hand also fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a "pop" sound.

"Ziyue!"

Seeing that Zhuo Ziyue accidentally touched a piece of glass, his white little hand seemed to have been pierced by glass.

The air is filled with the scent of perfume.

Zhuo Ziyue burst into tears.

In addition to hand pain, there is also grievance.

Sang Zhi's expression suddenly changed, she suddenly stepped forward to help Zhuo Ziyue up, and looked at Zhuo Ziyue with a panicked look on her face.

"Ziyue, how are you? Does your hand hurt?"

She picked up Ziyue's little hand and put it in hers.

Zhuo Ziyue's hand kept dripping with blood.

"Ah woo woo..."

Zhuo Ziyue cried louder.

"Mom, why are you so bad! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! You will no longer be my mother!"

Zhuo Ziyue cried loudly, which attracted the attention of many people in the restaurant.

"Fu Zhixiao!"

Fu Ci broke away from Fu Zhixiao's arm, her face extremely gloomy, she pursed her lips, turned her head to look at her, and asked in a deep voice.

"Fu Zhixiao, what's going on? Is this child yours? Is he a child of the Zhuo family? Is he that... Zhuo Yijing's son?"

Fu Ci's face became darker and darker.

Fu Zhixiao tugged his lips, his eyes evasive, "Mom... this child is really not mine. It has nothing to do with me, and I have nothing to do with the Zhuo family."

Sang Zhi raised his eyes and held Zhuo Ziyue in his arms, frowning.

She was just about to speak.

Zhou Zheng took a step forward, squatted down and looked at Sang Zhi, "Sang Zhi, why don't you take Ziyue to treat the wound first?"

Only then did Sang Zhi come back to his senses, nodded, turned his head and whispered to comfort Zhuo Ziyue, "Ziyue, be good, Ziyue, be obedient, don't cry anymore, I will take you to bandage the wound."

Sang Zhi reached out to wipe his tears, glanced at Zhou Zheng, picked up Zhuo Ziyue and turned to leave.

Before turning around, he suddenly stopped.

"Miss Fu, you are such an unfit mother."

After saying this, Sang Zhi did not look back at Fu Zhixiao's stiff and pale face, and walked straight to the door with Zhuo Ziyue in his arms.

"Sister Fu Ci, why don't we talk somewhere else? There are many people here."

However, before Sang Zhi could reach the door, she heard Zhou Zheng's voice. Zhou Zheng's words made her freeze and her face turned pale.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked towards the woman again.

Fu Zhixiao called her "mom".

Zhou Zheng calls her "Sister Fu Ci".

She looks very similar to Fu Zhixiao...

Very similar to myself.

Sang Zhi's face turned white little by little until all the blood was gone.

She didn't know why she took Zhuo Ziyue to a nearby hospital.

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