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

Sang Zhi returned home, but Sang Yun was still not there.

She sat alone in the living room for a long time.

She clicked on the chat box with Ji Yixun.

Still stuck in the morning.

Ji Yixun was also very busy after coming back.

I heard that he has not returned to Xie's house yet, but has already gone to Xie's to attend the shareholders' meeting.He did not return as an illegitimate son, but directly returned to the Xie family as the son of Xie Changqing's original wife.

I heard that Shen Ru and Xie Fengyi were directly removed from their positions.

And Xie Fengyi's beating of Ji Yixun into a "game" has already caused a stir.

Perhaps it was the phone call in Chenyang that made Xie Changqing really think of Ji Tong again, so he didn't stop reporters from publicizing the matter.

Because of this, Xie Fengyi and Shen Ru were completely humiliated, and they were directly removed from their seats in the Xie family.

Xie is going to reshuffle the cards.

Sangzhi tugged at his lips and his eyes darkened.

She stared down at the page on her phone, her face pale and weak.

What should she do?

Zhuo Yiyan pressed forward step by step...

Ji Yixun's affectionate preference.

"Sangzhi, do you really have no feelings for me?"

"Sangzhi, what do I take you for...do you really not know?"

"I bet you have me in your heart..."

Zhuo Yijing's low and seductive voice kept lingering in his ears.

"I bet you have me in your heart..."

That kind of sound.

No matter how hard I wave the mulberry branches, I can't seem to shake them away.

Finally, Sangzhi closed his eyes fortunately.

But Zhuo Yijing's face and Zhuo Yijing's eyebrows kept popping up in his mind.

Sang Zhi clenched her palms tightly and suddenly opened her eyes.

She ran to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror blankly. She looked pale and weak in the mirror.

Sang Zhi stared at herself in the mirror and slowly tightened her palms.

There was an unreasonable panic in my heart.

She was in a trance for a moment.

she had to admit...

Zhuo Yijing... seems to have made a bit of a bet.

She has feelings for Zhuo Yijing, and she doesn't even resent his closeness. She even... desires more.

Zhuo Yi longed for such a man... There seemed to be no way to keep her from falling.

"why……"

Sang Zhi's face turned pale, and his hands tightly grasped the white marble beside the pool.

Why……

Did she...betray Ji Yixun again.

She had to admit.

She was attracted by Zhuo Yi.

Since when?

Was it that time in the nursing home, when she was on the verge of death, when those strong, warm hands held her?

Or will he always appear suddenly at "untimely" times?

This realization made Sang Zhi panic.

And... she seemed to be unable to find the passionate feeling of love for Ji Yixun that she had at the beginning.

Eight years.

Eight years is too long.

Why is this happening?

Yixun is the best person in the world to her.

How could she not love Yixun?

She promised Yixun.She must accompany Yixun.

Sangzhi clenched his hands and turned pale.

I don't know how long it took.

Sang Zhi called Ji Yixun again to ask him how he was doing and if he was still busy.

Ji Yixun quickly answered the phone, his voice a little tired and hoarse.

"Twigs."

"Yixun, are you still in the company now?" Sang Zhi asked in a low voice.

Ji Yixun responded, raising his hand and pinching his eyebrows.

"Have you not eaten yet?"

"Not yet... I've been in meetings today, a little busy. What about you? Is Ziyue still at your house? How are you and... your brother?"

Ji Yixun asked.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and said in a light voice, "Ziyue has been sent back to Master Zhuo. I haven't eaten yet... Yixun, how about..."

"Mr. Ji, there are some documents here that need your signature." Gu Nan's sudden voice interrupted Sang Zhi's words.

"Okay, put it here."

Ji Yixun said.

"Zhizhi, do you want to come to me? I'll ask Han Ting to pick you up."

Ji Yixun lowered his head and glanced at his watch.

Gu Nan tugged at her lips and moved her eyebrows slightly.

"Yixun, will it delay you?"

Sangzhi hesitated.

"No. I'm happy that you can come."

Ji Yixun smiled.

"Then I'll go find you now. Whatever you want to eat, I'll bring it to you."

"Anything is fine," Ji Yixun said.

"it is good."

Sangzhi hung up the phone.

Gu Nan glanced at the untouched lunch box placed aside, pulled his lips, and his eyes darkened.

Ji Yixun casually dialed Han Ting's phone number, asked Han Ting to pick up the mulberry branches, and then lowered his head to sign the document.

"Mr. Ji, this is a photo of the woman named Fu Zhixiao..." Gu Nan put the photo on the table.

Ji Yixun just glanced at it and paused with the pen in his hand.

He picked up the photo and took a look at it, his eyes darkening.

"She is indeed very similar to Zhizhi...is she Ziyue's biological mother?" Ji Yixun narrowed his eyes, his eyes dark.

Gu Nan tugged at his lips, "I don't know that."

"When did Zhuo Yijing meet her?"

Ji Yixun narrowed his eyes.

"Eight years ago? Or earlier? Still... less than eight years."

Gu Nan's eyebrows moved slightly, "It should be... less than eight years. This Miss Fu has been living abroad before. Third Young Master Zhuo saved her before and then stayed with her..."

"Saved by accident?"

Ji Yixun smiled, his eyes darkening.

"He is not a very kind person."

Ji Yixun smiled.

He squinted his eyes, and his gaze became deeper and darker, "I have known him for so many years, and he has never been a nosy person. He is willing to save a woman and still stay..."

Ji Yixun's eyes darkened.

"In all these years, I have never heard that he was interested in any woman. If he was really interested, how could he be so angry when he found out that Fu Zhixiao was Zhuo Ziyue's biological mother."

Ji Yixun sneered, tapping the table with his long and distinct fingertips, his eyes dark.

"Mr. Ji..." Gu Nan pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at Ji Yixun.

"Xie Fengyi is right. Zhizhi looks like Fu Zhixiao. But for Zhuo Yijing, he is wrong. His great compassion and only goodwill towards Fu Zhixiao is just because Fu Zhixiao looks like Sangzhi. .”

"This person has always been elusive. Even he may have fallen in love with my woman earlier... He hid it so deeply."

Ji Yixun sneered, squinting his eyes and throwing Fu Zhixiao's photo into the trash can nearby.

"Mr. Ji...you..."

Gu Nan was stunned.

"When did you find out?"

Gu Nan frowned.

"When you know it, I know it." Ji Yixun laughed at himself, his eyes filled with haze.

Gu Nan's face changed slightly, "I always thought you didn't know."

Ji Yixun smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were extremely dark and cold.

He pursed his lips and his eyes became colder and colder.

"Gu Nan, you said...will she not want me?"

Gu Nan was stunned.

She knew that the person Ji Yixun was talking about was "Sangzhi".

Gu Nan didn't know how to answer for a moment, "Miss Sang will definitely stay with Mr. Ji."

After thinking about it, Gu Nan said with firm eyes.

Ji Yixun's hand holding the pen slowly tightened, he smiled, and his eyes darkened.

"Yes."

"Sangzhi will never leave me."

"I won't let her leave me either."

"I have nothing left."

"She can't leave me."

"Anyone can leave me."

"Only she can't, she can't."

Ji Yixun clenched his hands, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were dark and cold, with a trace of sadness.

"..."

Gu Nan's hands hanging by his sides slowly tightened.

She wanted to ask him.

What about her.

She has been with him for so many years.

What does she mean to him?

Do you really have no feelings for her?

No one can leave him except Sangzhi.

original……

In his eyes, she was a dispensable person who he could leave when he was young and would not even miss her.

Gu Nan lowered his eyelids and smiled to himself.

"You go out, Zhizhi will be here soon, just bring her over."

"Okay, Mr. Ji, I'm going out first."

Gu Nan whispered.

Ji Yixun was the only one left in the huge office.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the photo of Fu Zhixiao in the trash can.

He suddenly remembered one time in California.

Zhuo Yijing suddenly asked him a question.

"If one day I like something of yours, will you give it to me?"

How did he respond?

"If I have something you like, just take it."

Ji Yixun sneered and slowly tightened his palms.

When did Zhuo Yijing have thoughts about Sang Zhi that he shouldn't have?

Did he entrust Zhuo Yijing to take care of Sang Zhi these years, or... earlier?

Ji Yixun's eyes darkened.

Charles.

I can give it to you if you like it.

people.

No.

Ji Yixun pursed his lips, his eyes getting darker and darker.

……

"Miss Sang, this is it. Mr. Ji is waiting for you inside."

Gu Nan said.

"Thank you for bringing me here." Sang Zhi said with a smile on his face.

"It's okay." Gu Nan smiled.

"Go in, I won't go in."

"Gu Nan, this is the meal I cooked. I thought you must have been busy with Yi Xun for a long time and haven't eaten yet... I also brought you a portion."

Sang Zhi smiled, took out a lunch box from the bag and handed it to Gu Nan.

Gu Nan was stunned for a moment and looked down at the lunch box in her hand.

"Thank you."

Gu Nan took the lunch box and smiled at Sang Zhi.

Sangzhi smiled, opened the door and entered the room.

……

"Yixun."

Sangzhi whispered.

No one answered.

She saw Ji Yixun lying on the table, and when she got closer, she saw that Ji Yixun seemed to be asleep.

Sang Zhi sighed softly and tiptoed to the sofa and sat down, wanting to wait for Ji Yixun to wake up.

Sang Zhi felt that she couldn't sit still. After a while, she stood up again and took the suit jacket beside her and walked over to put it on Ji Yixun.

Just as she put it on for him, someone took her hand.

Sang Zhi looked down at Ji Yixun in confusion, "Did I wake you up?"

Ji Yixun smiled but did not open his eyes.

"No."

"I didn't sleep."

"I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to come over."

Ji Yixun whispered, holding Sang Zhi's hand tightly. He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes deep and dark.

He looked up at Sang Zhi with a smile on his face.

Sang Zhi was stunned and couldn't help laughing. He chuckled and reached out to touch his soft hair.