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

9 "Open the door quickly!"

"Qiu Yan! Open the door!"

Sang Zhi's eyes were red, and she kept banging on the door.

Only then did Qiu Yan react.

"I...I'm going to get the spare key."

Qiu Yan's face changed slightly, and he quickly went to find him.

Sangzhi kept banging on the door, but the people inside wouldn't open the door.

"Yixun! Zhuo Yijing! I beg you, please open the door, okay!"

Sang Zhi's voice was filled with tears.

She couldn't imagine what was going on inside.

Qiu Yan said they had a fight.

Zhuo Yijing must have told Yixun everything.

They must have started fighting.

But why...you still shot?

"The key was found, found..."

Qiu Yan hurried over and took out the key to open the door.

The door was opened.

Their expressions changed.

Qiu Yan's face was full of disbelief.

Sang Zhi saw Ji Yixun covered in blood at a glance. She subconsciously clenched her palms and her face turned extremely pale.

"Yixun!"

Sangzhi ran forward.

Ji Yixun's white shirt has been stained red with blood.

"Yixun! Yixun!"

Sangzhi choked with sobs, hugged him in her arms, and reached out to cover the injury on his chest.

"Twigs."

Ji Yixun smiled and saw her face full of tears, and slowly raised his hand to wipe her tears.

"Don't... cry, I'm fine."

Ji Yixun's voice was hoarse and his eyes were red.

Sangzhi shook his head.

"Ambulance...ambulance! Cell phone, cell phone...my cell phone."

Sangzhi burst into tears.

She raised her eyes and looked at the long and tall Zhuo Yijing in front of her.

Zhuo Yijing looked very embarrassed.

His face and body were splattered with blood.

"Zhuo Yijing, save him, save Yixun, ambulance..."

Sang Zhi cried, her vision blurred by tears. She looked at Zhuo Yijing's indifferent expression, and her eyes suddenly fell on the gun in his hand.

It's the gun he gave her before.

Sang Zhi's face suddenly turned pale.

"You...it's you! It was you who fired the gun! It was you who hurt Yixun!"

Sang Zhi's voice was hoarse and he looked at Zhuo Yijing.

"Why are you doing this! Why are you hurting Yixun!"

Zhuo Yijing's expression was extremely cold, and he lowered his head and glanced at the gun in his hand.

"For you."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

He suddenly smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm.

He glanced down at Ji Yixun, his eyes cold.

"Sangzhi, if he never showed up, you would have been with me, right?"

Zhuo Yijing suddenly stepped forward, squatted down in front of her, and whispered, his deep eyes filled with emotions that Sang Zhi couldn't understand.

"Sangzhi, tell Elvis you love me."

Zhuo Yijing continued.

Sangzhi shook his head, tears streaming down his face.

She looked at Qiu Yan, her voice hoarse.

"Mr. Qiu, I beg you, please call an ambulance for me. Please help Yixun..."

Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses and quickly took out his cell phone to make a call.

Zhuo Yi stared at Sang Zhi with dark eyes.

"Zhizhi...I know everything. In California. We were so close. I watched helplessly...you stayed in that dark attic for nine months, but I didn't know it was you."

Ji Yixun held Sang Zhi's blood-stained hand.

"Zhizhi, it's me...that's not good. I was so stupid that I didn't recognize that person was you."

Ji Yixun's voice was extremely hoarse.

He gave a stiff smile.

"Zhizhi. Yunzhang loves you and has always loved you. If I die... you can rest assured to be with him. You love him and you will have a child. You will be happy in the future..."

Ji Yixun whispered, his eyes gradually blurring.

"Zhizhi, will you forget me?" Ji Yixun raised his hand and touched her face.

"No. No."

"Yixun."

Sang Zhi shook his head desperately, tears falling uncontrollably.

"Yixun, that's not the case. I don't love him, and I won't be with him. I don't want you to die. Didn't we agree that we are the closest people to each other? You only have me, and I only have you. How can you You can die."

"I waited so hard for you to come back! How could you leave me again!"

"I don't allow it! I don't allow it! Ji Yixun. I don't want to be with him, I don't want anything else. I only want you, don't leave me."

Sangzhi choked and shook his head.

"You are dreaming."

Zhuo Yijing smiled and slowly tightened his palms. He stretched out his hand to strangle her wrist, his eyes sharp and sinister.

"Sangzhi, don't you even want Zhuo Ziyue? Don't you want to see him? I will take you to see him, as long as you leave Ji Yixun. I will take you to see Zhuo Ziyue."

"Go away!"

Sang Zhi shook off his hand, her eyes red.

"If it weren't for you! Yixun and I wouldn't have come to this point. Zhuo Yijing, why did you hurt Yixun? Why did you shoot him? You have no right to shoot him!"

Sang Zhi clenched her palms tightly and looked at him with eyes filled with hatred.

Zhuo Yijin sneered, his eyes deep and dark.

He pulled his lips and glanced at Ji Yixun in Sang Zhi's arms.

"Sang Zhi..." Zhuo Yijing reached out and wanted to touch Sang Zhi's cheek, but she shook her away.

"Sangzhi, do you... hate me?"

Zhuo Yijing stared at her with cold eyes.

"Shouldn't I hate you? You hurt my Yixun, and you are the person least qualified to hurt him."

Sangzhi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"is it?"

Zhuo Yijing laughed at himself, his eyes turned red. He looked down at the gun in his hand and slowly put it into Sang Zhi's hand.

"Since you hate me and hate me for shooting Ji Yixun, then you should shoot me too."

Zhuo Yi looked at her condescendingly, held Sang Zhi's hand tightly, and pointed the wound at his heart.

Sang Zhi gritted her teeth and tried to shake off his hand, "Don't touch me."

But she couldn't shake it off no matter how hard she tried.

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

Zhuo Yijing pulled her in front of him.

"Yes. You really should hate me. It's all because of me that you two have reached this point." Zhuo Yijing stared into Sang Zhi's eyes and spoke word by word.

"Sangzhi, if it wasn't me and I was just taking care of you for him, you can just wait until he comes back, and then you can be together."

Zhuo Yijing sneered, his eyes dark and cold.

"I did what happened to Xie Fengyi, because I knew how much you hated Sang Lingxue and hated her, so I had someone give her to Xie Fengyi.

The night I returned home, I knew that you had been plotted by Xinrong and the others, and deliberately induced him and her to send you to my room.

I also revealed the matter of Sang Yun beating Xie Fengyi to Shen Ru, because I knew you would definitely look for me. "

Zhuo Yijing smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Sangzhi looked at him blankly.

Ji Yixun on the side clenched his hands tightly, his eyes full of gloom.

"Zhuo Ziyue doesn't like to take art classes. I deliberately arranged for her to be where you are. Because I know you will like him. I also want him to settle the relationship with you in advance and adapt to your presence in advance."

"Because I wanted you from the beginning."

Zhuo Yijing stared at Sang Zhi for a moment, his eyes dark and cold.

"..."

Sang Zhi's face turned pale. She looked at Zhuo Yijing blankly, not knowing what to say.

"Just like Li Wenkai said."

Zhuo Yijing sneered.

"When I found out that you were Zhuo Ziyue's biological mother, what I thought was... it's great, you won't have the chance to leave me."

Sang Zhi looked at him, her eyes blurry.

She clenched her palms tightly, her face pale.

She knew this man was deeply scheming, but she didn't expect that he was plotting against her from beginning to end.