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

Sangzhi gritted his teeth, but couldn't say anything.

She stared at Sang Yun for a long time and said in a deep voice.

"I... go to the bathroom."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Sang Yun stared at her frail and lonely back, frowning.

In fact, he has never dared to mention Ji Yixun in front of her these years.

First, because it was a thorn in her heart, and second, because she and Xie Fengyi were together.

She suddenly told herself that she was in love.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

Until...she appeared in front of her with Xie Fengyi.

He just understood.

There was a person living in her heart that she would never forget.Even knowing that Xie Fengyi had other plans for her, she was willing to follow him.

Xie Fengyi humiliated her like that before, and she was unwilling to break up with Xie Fengyi.

Sang Yun tugged at his lips, raised his hand to pinch the center of his brows, and smiled to himself, his eyes extremely cold.

He slowly closed his eyes and pressed his temples with his fingertips.

After a while, the phone on the table vibrated non-stop.

Sang Yun thought it was his cell phone and couldn't help frowning. He opened his eyes and glanced at his cell phone with a black screen.

It was Sangzhi's cell phone that was vibrating.

Only then did Sang Yun notice that Sang Zhi had replaced the spare mobile phone he bought before.

Sang Yun pulled her lips, picked up her mobile phone and took a look.

His eyes fell on the unfamiliar name on the display screen.

no name.

Only one surname.

Zhuo.

Sang Yun squinted his eyes, his fair and smooth cheeks showing sharp edges and coldness, and he pursed his lips.

In the impression, Sang Zhi had never known anyone with the surname "Zhuo".

The phone stopped vibrating and the screen went black again.

Sang Yun wanted to enter the password and take a look, but thinking that it was Sang Zhi's privacy, she was ready to put it back.

Then the phone rang again.

Sang Yun lowered his eyes and looked at it.

【Zhuo Ziyue. 】

Only then did Sang Yun remember the beautiful child he saw in the hospital that day.

Sang Yun frowned, pressed the connect button, and slowly put it to his ear. He did not speak first, but waited for the other party to speak.

【Hey. 】

Sang Yun heard a man's deep magnetic voice coming from the other end of the phone.

He froze for a moment and froze.

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhuo Yijin spoke calmly.

"Teacher Sang?"

When Sang Yun heard this title, his eyebrows moved.

This man should be Zhuo Ziyue's parent.

But this tone...

Sang Yun pursed her lips, and the fingertips holding the phone trembled, "My sister is not here, do you have anything to do with her?"

There was obviously silence on the other end of the phone for a while, but soon, the man spoke lazily.

"Yeah. It's okay. Hang up first."

"and many more."

Sang Yun spoke hurriedly.

Zhuo Yijing on the other end of the phone paused, his tone was indifferent and distant, "Is something wrong?"

He narrowed his eyes, slowly tightened his palms, and said in an indifferent voice, "Mr. Zhuo, your lighter... seems to have been left at my house."

"Ah."

The man's tone was particularly lazy and casual.

His response made Sang Yun's face suddenly darken.

Sang Yun pursed his lips and looked a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and looked darkly.

"Any thing else?"

Zhuo Yijing's voice was particularly cold.

Sang Yun tugged at her lips and said in a light voice, "It's okay."

"Ah."

Sang Yun heard the "beep" sound coming from the phone and clenched her hands into fists.

If I remember correctly.

The little boy named Zhuo Ziyue is a child of a single-parent family, with only a father and no mother.

The man's tone just now didn't sound like a parent speaking to a teacher.

Instead, it was the strong tone of a man speaking to a woman who was determined to win.

Moreover, the man had been to their house and left the lighter behind.

She stayed away all night last night...the evasive look in her eyes when she lied to him.And the lighter she didn't want to throw away...

Thinking like this, Sang Yun's face became increasingly ugly. His face was sullen, and there was a gloom in his eyes that could not be resolved.

After a while, Sang Yun picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hey, Liang Zi, can you help me look up a phone number..."

When Sang Zhi walked over, he happened to see Sang Yun staring at the phone in a daze.

"Sang Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Sang Zhi patted Sang Yun on the shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"Sister, I shouldn't have said that just now. I'm sorry, I just want you to... look forward."

Sang Yun turned her head, stretched out her arms to hug Sang Zhi, and put her face against her waist, her voice hoarse.

Sang Zhi didn't speak. She reached out and rubbed his head, running her fingertips through his short black and soft hair.

"Sister. If Ji Yixun was still alive, why wouldn't he come to see you? Unless he didn't want to see you. After so many years, he fell in love with someone else.

Otherwise he wouldn't have failed to show up.Or, you can only accept the fact that he is dead... forget him and forget Xie Fengyi.When I'm admitted to Tokyo University, we'll leave together. "

Sang Yun's hand slowly tightened, his eyes deep and dark.

Sangzhi was silent for a long time before sighing in response.

"it is good."

Sang Yun is right.

If Ji Yixun is still alive, if he has her in his heart, he will meet her.If he doesn't come back to her, it means he has fallen in love with someone else.

She didn't want to accept this outcome.

In her heart, Ji Yixun would not be such a person.

She could only admit that he was gone.

Even if you are lying to yourself.

"By the way, sister, someone just called you." Sang Yun let go of the girl, raised his head and looked at her, with picturesque eyebrows and a deep smile.

"Who?"

Sangzhi sat down slowly, a little surprised.

"I took a look at the caller ID, and it was Zhuo Ziyue's name. It was a call from the beautiful little boy I saw in the hospital that day, but when I answered it... it was a man's voice."

"He also called you Teacher Sang."

"Sister, is he Zhuo Ziyue's parent?"

Sang Yun looked at Sang Zhi with an innocent face.

Sang Zhi's hand holding the chopsticks shook, and her face changed slightly. She subconsciously glanced at Sang Yun, coughed slightly, and looked calm.

"Well, it's his father. Did he say what it was?"

Sang Zhi stared at Sang Yun, her fingertips trembling involuntarily.

I hope... Zhuo Yijing didn't say anything that shouldn't have been said.

"I just said you weren't here and he hung up."

Sang Yun curled his lips and stared straight into her eyes, not missing any expression on her face.

"Oh."

Sang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his lips, and smiled softly.

"Sang Yun, have you eaten well? Let's go... It's getting late now. I'll accompany you back to school to get your things."

Sang Yun nodded.

Sang Zhi called Sang Yun's class teacher in advance, and her class teacher quickly agreed. She stood outside Sang Yun's school and waited.

The phone dinged, and Sang Zhi lowered his head and glanced at the WeChat message.

[Come to my house at 8:00 tomorrow morning to take me to the company. 】

Sangzhi curled his lips.

This person doesn't have a driver for the time being, but at least he has the skills to call a cab.

Sangzhi sighed softly and had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky.

Who makes Zhuo Yi dream of being the uncle and her savior?

She was about to reply when she suddenly heard a woman's exclamation not far behind her.

"Help! It's been robbed! It's been robbed!"