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

At that time, he thought Sang Zhi was working there and thought she might be short of money, so he planned to have someone go backstage to tell Sang Zhi and ask her if she would like to follow him.

As a result, Sangzhi took the initiative to find him and asked him if he would like to have a meal together.

"At that time, she said she wanted to treat me to dinner, and I just laughed. I thought, there is no reason not to accept the invitation. After all, she is very similar to Fu Zhixiao. Even the names are so similar, Zhizhi, Zhizhi..."

Xie Fengyi pulled her lips and slowly tightened her palms.

"She is very proactive and bold." Xie Fengyi continued. "Sang Zhi looks very weak, like a dodder flower, pitiful and pitiful. But in fact, she is very hard-tempered and stubborn. Sometimes, she is as bright and flamboyant as the sun."

"She chased me. I asked her why she liked me. She said, face, because I look good. I thought, well... people in this world are just superficial."

Xie Fengyi recalled her interactions with Sang Zhi a few years ago. She was panicked for a moment and curled her lips involuntarily.

"Then I agreed, and it was a matter of course, and we got together. She thought I was good-looking, and so did I, and I fell in love with her face."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, and there was a trace of ridicule and sarcasm in his eyes.

"After being with her, she was really obedient, well-behaved and docile... She had a completely different temperament from Fu Zhixiao. In the first two years, I was a little confused... Every time I faced Sang Zhi, I looked at Her face, it’s her or Fu Zhixiao who is calling.”

Xie Fengyi smiled.

Zhuo Yijing remained silent, with a lazy expression, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

"Gradually. Fu Zhixiao's face becomes more and more blurry in my mind, and I can hardly even remember what she looks like."

Xie Fengyi lowered his eyelids, took a deep breath of cigarette, and slowly exhaled it. The thick fog blurred his vision.

"Yesterday at Tan Xinrong's house, I was stunned for a moment when I saw her. I felt guilty, angry and worried."

Zhuo Yi glanced at him with an indifferent expression.

"What did you say in the bathroom?" Zhuo Yijing's voice was light and his tone was very calm.

Xie Fengyi's fingertips holding the cigarette butt paused slightly. He laughed at himself, with a trace of sinister malice flashing in his eyes.

"I didn't say anything. I apologized to her for what happened to Zhou Zheng. That night in the interrogation room, I said harsh words and hurt her."

"Do you know what she said?" Xie Fengyi slowly tightened his palms.

Zhuo Yi raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Xie Fengyi raised his eyes, he looked at Zhuo Yijing, his eyes were as deep as ancient pools, and he spoke word by word, "She said that she had always known about Fu Zhixiao's existence. She said that she had always known that she was just a substitute. She was happy with it. …”

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly. At this moment, the lines of Qingjun's face, which were originally sharp and angular, became colder and sharper. He pursed his lips, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's as sweet as sugar..."

Zhuo Yi's sexy thin lips were raised, and these four words were spoken slowly, with a touch of ridicule and disdain in his tone.

"Miss Sang is really generous. She knows that you are pretending to be someone else, and she knows that she is a substitute, but she still turns a deaf ear and follows you willingly..."

"Yes. How could anyone not mind that there is always someone in their lover's heart that they can't love? But in the past few years, she has never mentioned Fu Zhixiao. She pretended not to know."

"I suddenly realized that I couldn't understand her. Maybe I never really understood her."

Xie Fengyi smiled faintly and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows.

"She asked me, if Fu Zhixiao came back, would I want her or Fu Zhixiao? I was suddenly stunned and couldn't answer for a moment. Because I didn't know. Fu Zhixiao's name was actually a bit strange to me. Oh, I never thought it would be Sangzhi who mentioned her here..."

Zhuo Yijing tugged his lips, his eyes were dark and still calm.

"Two possibilities."

Zhuo Yi stared at him with an indifferent expression.

"What?" Xie Fengyi looked over.

"She doesn't have you in her heart, she just wants something else."

Xie Fengyi's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of evil and fierceness in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "What about the second one?"

"How can this not be considered love? She has you in her heart. Even if she knows that she is a substitute, she is willing to follow you." Zhuo Yijing sneered.

Xie Fengyi's eyebrows moved slightly.

He would rather believe it was the second type.

Sangzhi didn't care about his money, his power, or his family status.She said that she only cares about him.

"She has me in her heart."

Xie Fengyi took a deep breath.

Zhuo Yijin stared at him with interest, smiling without saying a word.

After a while, he looked at him with a calm expression. "So you are talking so much just to find someone to listen to about your past with Miss Sang?"

"..." Xie Fengyi coughed slightly and shook his head.

"Actually, I want to ask you, have you really never seen Fu Zhixiao in these years? Is it true that she has disappeared from the world?"

Zhuo Yijing narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, "I haven't seen it before."

"Where did that kid come from? Who the hell is that kid?" Xie Fengyi planned to get to the bottom of it.

"No."

Zhuo Yijin spoke impatiently.

"Are you kidding me?!" Xie Fengyi rolled her eyes at him.

"Then how did your son get here?"

Xie Fengyi sneered.

"It jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?"

"test tube baby."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at him with an indifferent expression and spoke in a deep voice.

Xie Fengyi paused, a little stunned, and looked at him with wide eyes, looking unbelievable.

"Why?" Xie Fengyi looked down at him subconsciously, with a strange look in his eyes, and he coughed lightly.

Zhuo Yijing raised her eyes and looked at him. She didn't answer his question. She just stood up slowly and walked to the door. He opened the door and said calmly, "You can go."

Xie Fengyi: "..."

Xie Fengyi rolled his eyes and was about to continue speaking when he saw Zhuo Yijing's eyes becoming sharp. He nodded helplessly, "I'll go, I'll go...I'll leave right away."

"Don't worry, brother, I will keep your secret."

Xie Fengyi spoke with a smile, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised. He walked forward calmly, stared at Zhuo Yijin's dark and indifferent handsome face, patted his shoulder gently, and slowly moved his gaze down.

"Tsk."

"You guys, no wonder you used to... Oops. It turns out that you were only interested in it but not useful."

Xie Fengyi couldn't help but was speechless, with a trace of regret in his eyes, looking at him playfully.

This super powerful hardware is in vain.

"Tsk."

Xie Fengyi narrowed his eyes.

Zhuo Yijing's face suddenly turned gloomy, his eyes were sharp, and he said coldly, "You can get out."

"It's okay, take your time..."

Xie Fengyi spoke jokingly.

"roll."

Zhuo Yi stared at him longingly, his voice extremely cold.

Seeing that his expression changed, Xie Fengyi stopped teasing him. As soon as he exited, the door was closed with a clang.

Xie Fengyi laughed and his eyes became darker and darker. He suddenly thought of what he wanted to ask before coming, but he never asked him.

But the feeling is no longer important.

Xie Fengyi couldn't help but sigh, inexplicably relieved.

It's just that he thinks too much.

What kind of person does Zhuo Yi admire? How could it be possible... He has been ruthless and desireless for so many years, and that's when Fu Zhixiao fell into his eyes.

"This guy……"

Also blame the poor.

Xie Fengyi was speechless.

It seems that he is brilliant, has everything, and is envied by everyone.But...lost everything.

Xie Fengyi narrowed his eyes, suppressed his smile, and left leisurely.