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

Sang Zhi froze on the spot, her mind went blank. She just raised her eyes and looked at the man walking towards her.

It doesn't look like the person in my memory.

There is less of that high-spirited and wanton attitude on his body, and he is more calm and restrained.

At the last dance at Carl's house in Italy, he always wore a mask.

This time, he appeared completely in front of her.

As Ji Yixun.

Sang Zhi held the phone tightly, feeling a slight soreness in her nose. She could no longer hear clearly what Xie Fengyi said on the other end of the phone.

Ji Yixun walked up to her step by step.

Sang Zhi felt that time was extremely long.

Sang Zhi's eyes were filled with mist, and she sniffed.

"Perfavore, ricordatidime."

Ji Yixun's eyes were deep and lowered. He stared at the petite Sang Zhi in front of him, with a smile on his lips and spoke in a pure Italian accent.

The deep magnetic voice reached his ears, Sang Zhi tugged his lips, his eyes were filled with stars.

She raised her eyes and looked at the tall and slender man in front of her.

This person is more mature and dignified than he was in the impression, and his temperament is more extraordinary.

Obviously nothing has changed.

But everything seems to have changed.

"I am back."

"Twigs."

Ji Yixun whispered.

"..."

Xie Fengyi, who was on the other end of the phone, listened to the deep male voice coming from the phone. His body suddenly stiffened and his palms were tightly clenched.

"Sangzhi?"

"Sangzhi?"

He gritted his teeth and shouted Sang Zhi's name, but there was no response at all. Then he heard a "beep beep" sound and the phone was hung up.

Xie Fengyi pursed her lips and cursed softly.

"It is my fault……"

"I've made you wait alone for so many years."

Ji Yixun looked down at her, slowly raised his hand, and tried to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his trembling fingertips. He stared at her, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were a little wet.

But when he was about to touch her cheek, his hand was suddenly strangled by a mulberry branch.

The next moment, she felt the hot tears dripping down her hukou.

Ji Yixun's body suddenly stiffened. He stared at her, his heart throbbing as if it was contracting.

"Why did you come back..."

"Ji Yixun, why did you come back now..."

"why……"

Sang Zhi raised his eyes, his palms slowly tightened, and tears rolled down his face.

Ji Yixun's heart ached, so he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

"It is my fault."

"It's my fault...my fault. I came back late."

"Ji Yixun, do you know that I miss you so much? Why didn't you tell me that you were still alive? Why didn't you tell me when you were in Italy, even though you knew it was me, but you still didn't want to reveal your identity? Why did I call you last time? , you have received it, but you are unwilling to speak..."

"Ji Yixun, why didn't you show up earlier and come back earlier!"

Sang Zhi clung to Ji Yixun's shoulders with both hands, and she buried her head in his neck, biting hard to vent her anger.

"I want to come back too. I have wanted to come back countless times. I want to see you, but I can't. I can't come back either..."

Ji Yixun's voice was also a little hoarse.

He felt the wetness on his shoulders and slowly tightened his palms.

"I miss you so much, Zhizhi."

"I've missed you every minute and every second of these years."

"I would also be jealous if I saw you with another man."

Ji Yixun said, his voice low and hoarse.

Sang Zhi's body stiffened, and she slowly raised her eyes.

"But Zhi Zhi."

"I do not care anymore."

"Although I have been jealous and crazy, as long as I can see you again, I don't care about anything anymore."

"I only want you."

His tone was unwavering.

Sangzhi's eyes were full of wetness.

"Yixun."

Sangzhi's voice was a little hoarse.

"Zhizhi, do you still love me? Do I still exist in your heart?"

Ji Yixun let go of her and reached out to wipe her tears with gentle movements, as if he were looking at a treasure.

"Here. Always there. Never left."

Sangzhi nodded, choking.

"Ji Yixun, it's not too late. As long as you come back and you're still alive, it's not too late."

Sangzhi kept shaking his head.

Ji Yixun smiled, his eyes sore, he reached out and held her in his arms again.

……

Zhuo family's old house.

When Qin Ge sent the photo, the Zhuo family had just prepared to have dinner.

Zhuo Yijing just sat down and saw the photo sent by Qin Ge.

The man and woman in the photo are cuddling together, hugging each other so tightly. The woman's face is pale, but her eyes are red and swollen from crying.

No matter how you look at it, it is dazzling.

Zhuo Yijing's hand holding the phone tightened and he sneered calmly.

He put away his phone, his eyes dark and gloomy, but a trace of nameless anger arose around him.

Zhuo Yijin had a cold face and dark eyes.

"Zhuo Yijing!"

"It's time to eat!"

"Who are you showing your bad face to?"

"Show me?"

Mr. Zhuo suddenly knocked on the table, not caring at all that Meng Yucen was there, and looked at Zhuo Yijing with a cold face.

"If you want a smile, I don't have one, and I'm not a faker. Isn't Zhuo Yucheng the best at pleasing you? Or, how about I just call him over to have dinner with you?"

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change.

"Zhuo Yijing! Am I spoiling you too much? Listen to what nonsense you are saying!"

Mr. Zhuo was furious.

"You two, please stop talking to each other!" The old lady looked at the two of them helplessly and sighed softly.

"You're still talking about it! Look at the good grandson you spoil, and that Zhuo Yanqing who dies outside all year round. It's all because you're too spoiled!"

Mr. Zhuo pursed his lips and trembled with anger.

"Stop talking! Yu Cen is still here." The old lady secretly twisted Mr. Zhuo's arm and scolded him.

"Look at him like this! Who can let him eat it! Who owes him! It's like four to five or eighty thousand yuan! He obviously made a big mistake for a woman, but he refuses to repent! And he is so arrogant. "

Mr. Zhuo sneered again and again.

Meng Yucen watched Zhuo Yijing's expression carefully from the side.

"Grandpa, please don't blame third brother...it was my brother's fault this time. If my brother hadn't kidnapped Miss Fu..."

Meng Yucen whispered.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing remained silent and just played with his phone.

"Forget it, for Yu Cen's sake, I won't argue with you."

Mr. Zhuo snorted coldly.

"You are not as obedient and sensible as your son!"

Mr. Zhuo's eyes fell on Zhuo Ziyue, who was lying on the sofa with his butt sticking out and looking at his mobile phone.

Zhuo Yijin looked indifferent.

"Come to my study after dinner later." Mr. Zhuo glanced at him and then at Meng Yucen.

"Ah."

Zhuo Yijin responded lukewarmly.

Meng Yucen subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Yijing and Mr. Zhuo, then lowered his head again, with a slight smile in his eyes.

After finishing the meal, except for Zhuo Ziyue who had a good appetite, no one else ate much.

Just after finishing his meal, Zhuo Yijing put down his bowls and chopsticks and followed Mr. Zhuo into the study.

"Grandpa, do you have something to say?" Zhuo Yijing looked calm and indifferent.

Mr. Zhuo snorted coldly, walked to the desk and sat down, looking up at him, "Zhuo Yijing, others don't know what you are like, but I do."

"You used a pretense to deceive me last time. On the surface, you were doing it for the woman named Fu Zhixiao, which made the Meng family upset, but in fact, you were doing it for the other woman."

Mr. Zhuo sneered again and again, and continued, "You and Old Mengtou settled the matter privately, pushed that Meng Zhaoting to the forefront, put pressure on Old Mengtou, and asked Old Mengtou to hand over the title of head of the family to Nan Zhao's child. If you withdraw this matter... I won’t pursue it any further.”

"But Lao Meng is still breathing a sigh of relief. Lao Meng also told me that he likes you very much. Your way of dealing with people and your methods in the city are top-notch."

"He told me about your marriage to Yu Cen again. As for me, I don't care whether you are related to that Fu or something, or you are entangled with someone else, or there is another woman."

"Now I want you to quickly get rid of all the women outside. Just prepare to get engaged to Yu Cen."

Mr. Zhuo's tone is very calm, but very intimidating. Although he does not interfere in family affairs now and allows the juniors to fight, he is just sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers and tigers.

He also has to choose a successor who is not only his favorite, but also capable.