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

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Sang Zhi clenched her palms tightly, her face turned pale.

She pursed her lips, but tears couldn't stop falling.

"Squeak" sounded.

The door was opened.

Sang Zhi didn't raise his eyes, and in the next moment, his whole body was held in Zhuo Yi's arms.

Zhuo Yijing stretched out his hand to wipe her hot tears, his fingertips gently rubbed the corners of her eyes, his voice was hoarse.

"Sangzhi."

"Don't cry."

Sang Zhi's tears fell even harder.

"For...why?"

"How could it be... Ziyue?"

"Why...is it you?"

"why……"

Sang Zhi clutched the lapel of Zhuo Yijin's chest tightly and choked with sobs.

Her body couldn't stop trembling in his arms.

If Zhuo Yijing hadn't gotten that recorder last time.

It was something she never even wanted to think about again.

That child...she won't remember either.

These days, the nights are quiet.

She would even dream about a little girl in her dreams.

But now...Zhuo Yijing told her.

Zhuo Ziyue is that child.

She... gave birth to a boy.

Zhuo Ziyue is her and Zhuo Yijing's child.

And Zhuo Yijing...

This is something she never thought of anyway.

Zhuo Yijing wrapped her in his arms, inserted his slender white fingers into her soft hair, and stroked her gently.

"Sangzhi, do you want to restore your memory? If you want, I will help you find a hypnotist to help you remember."

"I have no idea."

Sang Zhi shook his head and held Zhuo Yijing's arm tightly.

"Why...Zhuo Yijing, I have almost forgotten it. I don't want to remember such unbearable past events. But you always remind me of..."

"How could it be you?"

Sangzhi's voice was hoarse.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing's body stiffened.

Sangzhi heard the helpless sigh of the man above his head.

"Sangzhi...it's me, isn't it good?"

Zhuo Yijin laughed at himself.

"……not good."

Sang Zhi kept shaking his head, but his palms were tightly grasping the lapel of his clothes.

"not good."

"not good."

she repeated.

Just a little.

Then she could really cut ties with this man.

But this person decided to tell her at this time.

They have a child.

It's still the Zhuo Ziyue she likes.

"How could it be you...Zhuo Yijing, why is it you? Why are you telling me this, why can't you let me go? Didn't we both agree that we should be completely clear..."

Sang Zhi said in a choked voice, her shoulders shaking constantly.

Zhuo Yijing's hand tightened on her shoulder.

He pursed his lips, his eyes dark and cold.

"Sangzhi, I've said it before, I won't let you go. I want you. Letting you go is impossible."

"It was impossible before. Now...you are the mother of my child, and I will never let you go."

Zhuo Yijin clenched his palms and said in a deep voice.

"We are destined to be entangled forever."

Sangzhi didn't speak, just sobbed.

"Ziyue is really... my child? Zhuo Yijing, are you lying to me?"

Sang Zhi still couldn't believe it.

"You're so powerful, it's not impossible to make a fake identification sheet... right?"

Sang Zhi raised his eyes and looked at the stern and gloomy man in front of him, his voice hoarse.

After hearing her words, Zhuo Yijing's face turned ugly.

He tugged his lips and suddenly smiled.

Sang Zhi laughed angrily.

He pulled away the mulberry branch in his arms and looked down at her, his eyes deep and dark, "Am I so unbearable in your heart?"

"Do I still need to make a fake paternity test report to deceive you?"

After saying that, Zhuo Yijing also smiled.

Sang Zhi sniffed: "Isn't it? You pretended to be a fool and deceived me. You are so capable and you can even make a forged certificate."

Zhuo Yijin coughed lightly, his expression unchanged.

"Even if I want to lie to you, I will not use Zhuo Ziyue to lie to you."

"Sangzhi. Zhuo Ziyue is really the child of our two, the child you gave birth to. I will not lie to you about this matter."

Zhuo Yijing lowered his head, held her face, kissed the corners of her eyes, stretched out his tongue and gently licked the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"..."

Sang Zhi's body tensed up, but her eyelashes couldn't stop trembling.

"Sangzhi, don't leave me, okay? For Ziyue, for our family of three. You know, Ziyue has always wanted to see his biological mother. He likes you so much. If he knew that you were his mother, he would be very happy. happy."

"Aren't you happy? The Zhuo Ziyue you like is your son? And I am the father of your child. When you made a child-birth deal with someone else for 2000 million, you felt unbearable... so you didn't want to think about it.

But now you know that the father of the child you gave birth to is me, not someone else. It is Zhuo Yixiang in your heart.

Do you still feel... unbearable? "

"Sang Zhi, you have no idea how I felt when I saw the paternity test report. I have been looking for Zhuo Ziyue's biological mother for so long. I have thought about all the possibilities, but I never thought that that person would be you."

"Sangzhi, I know what impact this incident has had on your life. When you just grew up, you gave birth to other people's children for money."

"Now, I am not only glad that Zhuo Ziyue is our child. I feel even more heartbroken. The person I have secretly taken care of for so many years, the little girl I have been thinking about for so many years, actually gave up to me when I was in a coma when I should have been so proud on campus. When I was young, I was tricked and gave birth to a child for me."

"Sangzhi, it's my fault, it's my fault."

Zhuo Yijing stared into her eyes with sincerity.

Sangzhi choked, but didn't know how to speak.

Every word Zhuo Yijin said seemed to drive a nail into her heart.

Sang Zhi bit her lower lip, her face pale and weak.

Zhuo Yijing gently held her cheek, and carefully kissed her eyebrows, starting from her eyebrows a little bit downwards, as if he were looking at a treasure.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Zhuo Yijing kissed her lips, which was different from the previous forceful kiss.

Sangzhi didn't give him any response.

After a long time.

Only then did Zhuo Yijing let her go.

Sang Zhi suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

Zhuo Yi lowered his eyes to look at her.

Sang Zhi lowered her eyelids and clenched her palms tightly. She bit her lip and her voice was extremely hoarse: "Zhuo Yijing."

"Please help me with hypnosis...I want to...remember."

Sangzhi's voice trembled slightly.

Zhuo Yijing touched her cheek and responded lightly: "Okay."

Sangzhi tugged on his sleeve again and said cautiously.

"Where's Ziyue...I, I want to see Ziyue."

She wanted to see her child.

Zhuo Yijing's eyes darkened. He pursed his lips and comforted her in a low voice, "Ziyue is at Zhuo's house now... It's okay. There's no need to rush to see him. We still have a long time."

"..."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then she raised her eyes and looked at Zhuo Yijing.

"Zhuo Yijing..."

"Don't you want me to see Ziyue?" Sang Zhi pursed her lips, her voice hoarse.

"If I still... don't agree to be with you, will you never let me see Ziyue?"

Sangzhi whispered.

"...What do you mean, you still don't agree to be with me?" Zhuo Yijing's face changed slightly, he looked down at her, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, his eyes were dark and cold.