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"Dad, this is my teacher. Sang Zhi. Teacher Zhizhi."

"Zhizhi, this is my dad. Zhuo Yijing."

Zhuo Ziyue held Sang Zhi's hand and introduced the two of them.

Zhuo Yi's deep and dark eyes slowly fell on Sang Zhi's face.

"Teacher Sang, nice to meet you."

Zhuo Yijing stretched out his hand towards her, his voice was cold and distant, without any emotion, as if he didn't know her at all.

Sang Zhi lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes. Her eyes fell on his slender, beautiful hands with distinct joints. She pulled her lips and quickly reached out to touch him. The moment she touched his fingertips, it was as if she had touched a savage beast. Like, he immediately shrank back.

"Dad Ziyue."

Sangzhi called him in a low voice, feeling a little embarrassed.

Why did she almost sleep with a man who had a child?

more than once...

Zhuo Yijing listened to her name and looked at her like a frightened rabbit. He frowned slightly and glanced at the little guy beside her, his voice was indifferent and cold.

"Zhuo Ziyue, put your pet in the trunk. Get ready to go home."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at the laughing Zhuo Ziyue, and his eyes fell on the pet in the corner. The parrot was still calling "beautiful beauty".

Zhuo Yijing felt his eyebrows twitching, and he pursed his lips and looked at the little guy.

"Go quickly."

"I know, I heard it with both ears." Zhuo Ziyue snorted, whistled at his pet, took the collar around Samoyed's neck, and dragged it towards the car.

Zhuo Yijing's assistant saw it and quickly stepped forward to help.

"Is there gold on the ground?"

Zhuo Yijing looked at Sang Zhi, who kept his head lowered in front of him, with deep eyebrows.

Sangzhi shook his head subconsciously.

"Um, Zhuo Xian... Ziyue's father."

Sangzhi tugged at his lips and immediately changed his mind.

"I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

"Where to go?" Zhuo Yijing asked, staring at her quietly.

Go anywhere.

Sangzhi cursed.

"go home."

"boarding."

Zhuo Yijing stared at her.

Sang Zhi froze slightly and suddenly raised her eyes to look at him.

Zhuo Yijing met her clean and transparent eyes, with a hint of alienation between her cold brows, and he repeated, "Get in the car."

"Dad Ziyue, I can go back by myself. Thank you for your kindness. It's really no need." Sang Zhi chuckled.

Zhuo Yijing frowned when he heard her name.He glanced at her meaningfully, his face calm.

"Zhuo Ziyue."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at the little guy beside him, his expression indifferent.

"Dad. Why are you calling me?"

Zhuo Ziyue ran over and hugged his trouser legs.

"Let your teacher get in the car."

Zhuo Yi stared at him longingly, then turned and walked towards the car.

Sang Zhi's mouth twitched fiercely, and she raised her eyes to stare at his Qing Jun's strong back.

Don't you even ask her for her opinion?

Zhuo Ziyue frowned slightly and tilted his head to look at Sang Zhi. "Zhizhi, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why do you look so uncomfortable?"

Sang Zhi didn't know what to say, so he just shook his head, chuckled and rubbed his head.

"No, I'm just tired and need to go back and rest."

"Then get in the car quickly. I'll take you home." Zhuo Ziyue took her hand and spoke domineeringly.

"..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, glanced at the man standing next to the car talking to his assistant, coughed twice, and whispered, "Ziyue, I won't get in the car. I can go back by myself."

Originally, I didn't think it was a big deal when meeting Zhuo Yijing, but now Zhuo Ziyue suddenly appeared.

No matter what she thought, she felt disgusted and felt sorry for the little guy.

"Zhizhi, get in the car quickly. If you don't let me take you back, I won't go back."

Zhuo Ziyue crossed his arms and raised his chin to look at her.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and glanced secretly at the man not far away.

Zhuo Yijing also looked towards her.

When their eyes met, Sang Zhi was startled and quickly looked away.

"Zhizhi, hurry up, hurry up."

Zhuo Ziyue urged her.

"..."

Sang Zhi surrendered and followed Zhuo Ziyue.

Zhuo Yi was the only one in the car. He was sitting in the driver's seat. His assistant just took a taxi and left because he seemed to have something to do.

Sang Zhi regretted agreeing to Zhuo Ziyue.

She glanced at Zhuo Yijing and slowly tightened her palms.

Zhuo Ziyue opened the passenger door and said, "Zhizhi, you sit in the back and I'll sit in the front."

"Sit in the back and let your teacher sit in the front."

Zhuo Yijin spoke in a neutral tone and raised his eyes to look at his son's fair and tender face with an indifferent expression.

"……why?"

Zhuo Ziyue stared at him dissatisfied.

"No reason." Zhuo Yi said solemnly, his eyes falling on Sang Zhi who said nothing, and his tone was firm and he could not refuse.

"Come up."

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and was about to refuse when she heard Zhuo Ziyue sigh.

"Zhizhi, sit on it quickly. I'm so sorry for making you laugh. My father is like this. Alas!"

Zhuo Ziyue looked as if he hated iron but couldn't turn it into steel.

The corners of Zhuo Yijing's mouth twitched slightly and his brows furrowed. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Sang Zhi sitting in the passenger seat. Zhuo Ziyue also opened the car door angrily and glared at the man fiercely.

"Dad Ziyue, I won't waste your time, right?"

Sang Zhi said with a fake smile, acting hypocritically and indifferently.

"Zhizhi, don't worry. My dad is very free. Except when he is the busiest when he is with me, he is very free the rest of the time."

Zhuo Ziyue said quickly and looked at Sang Zhi with a smile.

Zhuo Yijing's face became increasingly ugly.He glanced at Zhuo Ziyue in the rearview mirror and spoke in a deep voice.

"How do I usually teach you? You are so rude. Do you think you have found a backer and I can't deal with you?"

The atmosphere was a bit tense.

Father and son looked at each other.

Zhuo Ziyue's round eyes were filled with tears, and he looked aggrieved, "Zhizhi..."

Sang Zhi's heart softened when he saw him, she turned to look at Zhuo Yijing and whispered.

"Actually, Ziyue is very cute. It's not rude. I think this has something to do with Mr. Zhuo. I think, Mr. Zhuo, your attitude towards Ziyue... is not very good. You can't do this to children..."

Sangzhi said cautiously.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing remained silent, his dark eyes fell on her face, and for a long time, he finally said nothing.

Just as he was about to lean over and fasten her seat belt, Sang Zhi quickly buckled it on as if he knew it in advance, and turned his face to the side to look at the scenery outside the window.

Zhuo Yijin narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unchanged.

The carriage instantly became quiet.

Sangzhi found it difficult to breathe.

Zhuo Ziyue secretly held Sang Zhi's hand in the back seat.

He was a child after all, and Zhuo Ziyue fell asleep lying on the back seat at some point.

Sang Zhi frowned and turned his head to look at the battery car passing by quickly. He looked helplessly at the lazy and indifferent man beside him.

She stared at the man's chiseled profile, thought for a moment, then lowered her voice and spoke.

"Mr. Zhuo, is it... too slow?"

Usually it only takes more than 20 minutes to take a taxi home without being stuck in traffic.

This... half an hour has passed.

Not even half the way there yet.

Zhuo Yijing glanced at her calmly, his eyes were cold, and he tapped the steering wheel lightly with his long and beautiful fingers and said nonchalantly.

"Zhuo Ziyue gets carsick."