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

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Sang Zhi walked to the door, seemed to have thought of something, but stopped, turned around slowly, and looked up at the aloof and cold man not far away.

The man's eyes were actually always on her.

She turned around.

She met his deep and dark eyes.

Sangzhi pursed her lips and said in a deep voice.

"My uncle said that my aunt gave you the household registration book. Zhuo Yijing, what did you do with our household registration book?"

Sang Zhi stared at him with an ugly look on his face.

Zhuo Yi was silent and just stared at her leisurely.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth slowly.

"I saved your uncle's hands and legs. I also saved your life, that of your brother, and your adoptive mother.

What's the matter with asking for your family's household registration book?do you have any opinion? "

Zhuo Yijing slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. He squinted his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, and he said jokingly.

"..."

Sangzhi was speechless.

She really didn't expect Zhuo Yijing to be as despicable and shameless as ever.

She frowned and slowly tightened her palms, "You...you won't use our family's household registration book to do bad things, right?"

"Loan sharking? Selling information about our family?"

"..."

Zhuo Yijin's brows moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Sang Zhi, his eyes darkened, "Sometimes, I don't really understand, and I wonder why I fell in love with you, and what's so good about you."

"Silly cute."

Zhuo Yi said calmly.

"..."

Sang Zhi's face turned even darker.

She pursed her lips and sneered, "Why, I have to be grateful and virtuous to thank you for taking a liking to me? Do I have to beat gongs and drums and set off firecrackers to celebrate that I'm attracted by Mr. Zhuo Sanshao, the heir to the Zhuo family in Tangcheng? "

"If you want to, I won't stop you. On the contrary, I will be very supportive."

Zhuo Yijing looked as usual.

"..."

Sangzhi was speechless again.

This man is really sullen, venomous and shameless.

Sang Zhi really didn't want to stay here any longer. If she stayed any longer, she might really go crazy.

Sang Zhi sneered and turned around slowly.

"If you want to get your household registration book, come to Dongyao and see me in three days."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, stared at Sang Zhi's delicate back, and said in a deep voice.

"..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, but left without responding.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, her eyes dim.

After Sang Zhi left, Zhuo Yijing lowered his head and glanced at the long hair slightly wrapped around his middle finger, his eyes deep and dark.

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"Fu Zhixiao! Tell me! What's going on? What's going on between you and those people in the Zhuo family? Including Zhuo Yucheng and Zhuo Yijing!

What have you done alone in China these years?Please tell me clearly, and whether that child is the child that you and Zhuo Yi admired! ! "

Fu Ci clenched his palms and looked coldly at Fu Zhixiao in front of him.

Beside her, Zhou Zheng had a calm expression, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes as he looked at her.

Fu Zhixiao raised his eyes slightly, looking at Zhou Zheng with a mocking expression, and slowly tightened his palms.

"Mom, is this important?"

Fu Zhixiao tugged her lips, her voice was light, and she stared at Fu Ci with an indifferent expression.

"Isn't this important? Fu Zhixiao! You are really crazy! You clearly know... you are... you are..."

Fu Ci paused and looked at her, but never said anything.

"Mom, don't worry, I didn't do anything extremely immoral. I just want to get what belongs to me."

Fu Zhixiao tugged her lips, her face remained as usual, and her eyes glanced at Zhou Zheng vaguely.

Zhou Zheng's expression did not change.

"Are you serious?"

Fu Ci was stunned and looked at Fu Zhixiao with a frown.

Fu Zhixiao nodded and laughed at himself.

"Isn't that child yours too?"

Fu Ci frowned and looked at her.

"Ah."

Fu Zhixiao responded lightly.

"Then...why does he say you are his mother."

Fu Ci pursed her lips and stared at Fu Zhixiao in disbelief.

"Perhaps I recognized the wrong person. Maybe her mother looks like me..."

Fu Zhixiao sneered.

"But that child knows your name..." Fu Ci said hesitantly.

"The same name is also possible."

Fu Zhixiao smiled.

Zhou Zheng frowned and looked up at her.

It happened that Fu Zhixiao also looked towards him, his eyes dark.

"..." Fu Ci was stunned, but the appearance of the girl he saw in the western restaurant today appeared in his mind...

That face... looks like Xiaoxiao, and... also looks like her.

And at that age...

Fu Ci subconsciously clenched her palms, her eyes a little panicked.

"Ah Zheng..."

Fu Ci quickly looked at Zhou Zheng.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Zheng's voice was a little gentler.

Fu Zhixiao sneered silently, lowered his eyelids, and slowly tightened his palms.

"Mom, I still have something to do...I'm going out first." Fu Zhixiao pulled his lips and said coldly.

Fu Zhixiao glanced at Zhou Zheng meaningfully, turned and left the room.

"Azheng, the girl who talked to you in the western restaurant today...she, who is she?"

Fu Ci asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zheng's eyes darkened when he heard this. He stared at Fu Ci with dark eyes.

"Sister Fu Ci, that girl's name is Sang Zhi."

"Sangzhi?" Fu Ci was stunned for a moment.

"What...what do her parents do?"

Zhou Zheng squinted his eyes and his voice was cold and slightly cold.

"Sang Zhi's parents are his adoptive parents. She seems to have only one uncle...what's his uncle's name...Jiang..." Zhou Zheng paused and frowned slightly, "I only remember the surname Jiang, I forgot the name."

Fu Ci stiffened slightly and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Zhou Zheng. Her lips trembled slightly, "Azheng, is that girl's uncle... called Jiang Chengdong?"

Zhou Zheng frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded.

"Yes."

Fu Ci's face turned pale.

Zhou Zheng's eyes darkened, and he stared at Fu Ci's chiseled profile with frowning eyebrows.

"Sister Fu Ci, do you also think Sang Zhi looks a lot like Xiaoxiao? Is Sang Zhi... that child?"

Zhou Zheng frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"If her uncle...is Jiang Chengdong, then...then she should be my daughter...Zhixuan."

Fu Ci's face became paler. She turned to look at Zhou Zheng, her eyes were wet and hot, and she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Azheng... I can feel that the Sangzhi you are talking about must be Zhixuan. It is true that blood is thicker than water. Today, the first time I saw her, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. …”

"Azheng, she must be Zhixuan. Azheng, I want to see her, I want to see her..."

Fu Ci's voice was trembling and her face was extremely pale.

"Sister Fu Ci, don't worry, I will figure this out. If Sangzhi is Ah Xuan, I will definitely bring her to you."

Zhou Zheng said in a deep voice.

Fu Ci nodded quickly, hot tears sliding down her cheeks.

Zhou Zheng sighed softly.

He pursed his lips and frowned.

"Sister Fu Ci, it's just..."

Zhou Zheng paused, his eyes darkening.

"Azheng, what's wrong?"

Fu Ci frowned and asked.

"Sister Fu Ci...if Sangzhi is Zhixuan, I want to know...is she...Zhuo Yanlin's child? Could it be that both she and Xiaoxiao are..." Zhou Zheng frowned.

Fu Ci's face changed slightly and her palms slowly tightened.

"no!"

Fu Ci gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Zhixuan is not Zhuo Yanlin's daughter!"

Zhou Zheng's eyebrows moved slightly.

"Then whose child is she? That made you break up with Zhuo Yanlin for this child? In order to give birth to her, you even deliberately left Xiaoxiao and Zhuo Yanlin behind, secretly went to Chenyang to give birth to her, and gave birth to her. Then he left her behind..."

Zhou Zheng asked in a deep voice, his eyes deep and dark.

"I didn't want to abandon Zhixuan! I didn't mean to abandon her."

Fu Ci suddenly shouted loudly, his eyes red.

"Sister Fu Ci, you are not in good health. Don't get excited. It's my fault. I shouldn't have said that..." Seeing that she was a little agitated, Zhou Zheng quickly comforted her.

Fu Ci was silent for a while, her hands clenched tightly and her voice hoarse.

"Azheng, why do you suddenly ask these questions..."

"Sangzhi... is getting together with Zhuo Yanlin's son... Zhuo Yi."

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a moment and then spoke slowly.