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

After Sang Zhi came back, she immediately went to the hospital to see Sang Yun.

Qin Ge sent her to the hospital. He originally wanted to send her home, but Sang Zhi refused.

Before Qin Ge left, Sang Zhi gave her bank card to Qin Ge again and asked him to transfer it to Zhuo Yijing.

She went to the bank in advance and transferred all the money to a card.

Qin Ge refused to accept it at first, but seeing that Sang Zhi's attitude was too stiff, he had no choice but to accept it, and let Zhuo Yijin handle the rest by himself.

When Sang Zhi went to see Sang Yun, she happened to see Lin Yan in front of the ward, holding an insulated lunch box and pacing at the door, but did not go in.

Sang Zhi frowned and stepped forward quickly.

"Aunt Lin..."

"Why don't you go in?"

Sangzhi asked.

"Did Sang Yun chase you out? Or did he not let you in? I'll go find him..." Sang Zhi pursed her lips.

Lin Yan hesitated a little. She shook her head and took Sang Zhi's arm, "No. It's me. I didn't dare to go in. In fact... when I came yesterday, Sang Yun had already tacitly allowed me to go in... It was just that my husband was half way through. My other son... also came here."

"They also came to see Sang Yun."

"It's just that my younger son said the wrong thing... made Sang Yun unhappy, so Sang Yun kicked us all out... I wanted to apologize to him on behalf of my younger son, but he never answered my call. Originally, ...Sang Yun has forgiven me..."

Lin Yan lowered his head and sighed softly.

"Aunt Lin... don't worry, I'll go in and see Sang Yun first. You wait here for a while..."

Just as Sang Zhi was about to go in, Lin Yan grabbed his arm: "Zhizhi, please bring this in for Sang Yun. This is the chicken soup I stewed for him... He didn't even eat yesterday..."

Sang Zhi glanced at the thermos box in Lin Yan's hand, then nodded.

When Sang Zhi entered, Sang Yun was on the phone.

The voice sounded like Liang Feng.

"Hey, I won't tell you anymore...my sister is here!" Sang Yun glanced at Sang Zhi, with a smile in his eyes.

"You guy... you care more about sex than friends. Tsk..." Liang Feng couldn't stop clicking his tongue.

The sound leakage on the phone is really serious.

Sang Zhi heard it clearly, and when she saw Sang Yun looking up at her, she could only smile awkwardly.

"Hang up, hang up..."

Sang Yun hung up the phone.

"Sister...why did you come back from Chenyang so soon?"

Sang Yun smiled.

Sang Zhi put the thermos box on the table, pulled a small stool beside his bed and sat down.

"I'll come back when the matter is resolved."

Sang Zhi’s eyebrows are curved.

"Why are your eyes so red... they look a little swollen." Sang Yun stared at her eyes, frowning.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well... I haven't spent the night at Chen Yang's house for a long time, so I feel like I'm getting used to my bed." Sang Zhi whispered, "You haven't eaten yet. Just finished eating."

Sangzhi pointed to the thermos box on the table.

Sang Yun nodded, reached for the thermos box on the table, and said to himself: "Did you make it for me?"

Sang Yun opened the lid of the thermos box, and the smell of chicken soup hit her face.

He was stunned for a moment, suppressed his smile, and closed the lid of the thermos box again.

"Did she send it? She's outside, isn't she?"

Sang Yun frowned and reached out to put the thermos box back in its place.

"..." Sang Zhi frowned.

"You knew it was Aunt Lin who did it as soon as you heard it, or Aunt Lin should be taking care of you these days... You also accepted her kindness and her compensation. In that case, why do you have to worry about other trivial things? Are you angry?"

Sang Zhi looked at her helplessly and sighed.

"You obviously love her and long for her in your heart...why are you so stubborn? Aunt Lin said it was because she said the wrong thing to her new husband's son, so you were angry."

"Sang Yun, I think sometimes you are very mature, so mature that I feel that we are not siblings at all, but brother and sister, and you are taking care of me.

But sometimes, I feel that you are really like a child, jealous, and you get angry because of your little brother's words.

But I thought about it, you are only eighteen or nineteen years old, and you are still young. "

"You're not young anymore. When you were over [-] or [-] years old, you were already going through all kinds of hardships for me, working part-time and taking care of me and Aunt Feng."

Sang Yun pulled his lips and smiled to himself.

"It's because you took such good care of me."

Sang Yun lowered his head and slowly tightened his palms.

"Sang Yun, do you know what happened when I returned to Chenyang this time?" Sang Zhi whispered, his voice a little hoarse.

Sang Yun was stunned for a moment. Seeing her serious face and a hint of ridicule, he immediately frowned and asked her in a deep voice: "What's going on? What happened?"

"I know a secret."

Sangzhi raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Sang Yun...Actually, my mother is still alive, not dead..."

"What!" Sang Yun was stunned.

"Not only that...my mother didn't have dystocia when she gave birth to me, nor was I born early due to a car accident...I was born at full term, and my mother...left me in the hospital after giving birth to me. My uncle is not a biological uncle, he just saved me and took me in because he saw how pitiful I was."

Sang Zhi lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly.

Sang Yun looked at Sang Zhi blankly, her eyes darkened, "Sister... you..."

"Sang Yun. I also have a mother, and my mother is still alive. Just like you. Aunt Lin is also still alive. We all have mothers.

The difference is that Aunt Lin has always loved you because she wanted you to live a better life and had no choice but to give up on you.But I am different. I am a child whose father is unknown and was abandoned by my biological mother. I am an abandoned baby. "

Sangzhi pulled her lips, her eyes were a little sore, she lowered her head and spoke with choked sobs.

Sang Yun pursed her lips and frowned.

"Sister...how could this happen..."

Sang Yun felt a little distressed and reached out to touch her hair, but she seemed to have thought of something and froze in mid-air without putting it down. Finally, she took back her hand and just handed a tissue to her.

"Sang Yun, you are happy. Aunt Lin has always loved you and wants to make it up to you. You also long for maternal love and want a mother in your heart, so... I don't want you to regret it, and I don't want to see you hurting the people who love you." Sangzhi looked at him.

Sang Yun was silent for a while, pinched her palms, and smiled to herself, "Sister, I'm just afraid of losing something after getting it. She already has her own family. She is happy.

It doesn’t matter if I go, I am also possessive. When I saw their family yesterday, I would go crazy with jealousy. "

"I have never received her love, but her son did grow up in a honey pot. She also said that even if we live together in the future, his mother will only love him more..."

Sang Yun lowered his eyelids.

Sang Zhi was about to say something more when he was interrupted by Sang Yun.

"Sister, let me think about it again. Give me some time..."

Sang Zhi nodded, frowning, "As long as you don't make yourself regret it."

She sighed softly, and just as she was about to say more, she felt the phone vibrating in her pocket.

She picked up her phone and looked at it.

【Ziyue】

Sang Zhi was stunned, and hesitantly answered the phone, "Hello, Ziyue..."

"Zhizhi! Please help me! My father won't let me take art classes and has canceled all the classes for me... Wuwuwu, he wants to send me back to California... He said he won't let me see you in the future... … He also confiscated my phone.”

"Zhizhi, I don't want to go back to California! I don't want to go back by myself! Dad is getting married to that Aunt Meng, and he doesn't want you anymore. He said you two broke up. He also thinks I'm a drag and wants to leave me alone. Let’s go…wuwuwu. Zhizhi…I don’t want to leave.”

On the other end of the phone was Zhuo Ziyue's crying voice, a very aggrieved voice.

Sang Zhi's head was buzzing and he still didn't know how to speak.

Sang Zhi frowned, a little lost.

Zhuo Yi longs for...

Getting married?

……