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

Sang Qinan gritted his teeth.

You shouldn't have kept this bitch in the first place, but now you dare to threaten him.

If someone hadn't warned and threatened him before...if she hadn't still had something he needed in her hand.

He should join forces with Mrs. Xie and kill these two little beasts directly, so Sangzhi can't control him.

Sang Qinan stared at her angrily, with a variety of emotions in his heart.

"Second uncle, since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless in the future."

Sang Zhi's voice was as cold as a knife, and although he was smiling softly, there was a bone-chilling chill in his eyes.

"Haha, Zhizhi, don't blame the second uncle."

"You are still merciless? Just because of the little share in your hand? Now you have a broken shoe and nothing. Look at you like this. Who will help you? Who dares to help you? It will be difficult for you to stand up. How dare you Are you brazen enough to take back your things from me because your body has been torn to pieces by a libertine like Xie Fengyi? Even if I don't move you, Mrs. Xie won't keep you."

Sang Qinan looked at Sang Zhi's slim figure, squinted his eyes slightly, and subconsciously licked his lips.

"but……"

"Zhizhi, if you sleep with me once and make me feel comfortable, I might go to Mrs. Xie to beg for mercy as soon as I'm happy, so that Sang Yun's sentence can be commuted and Sang Yun can save a few years of prison food..."

This niece of his can make the romantic Xie Fengyi feel at ease. She is really good at bed. He has long wanted to have a taste of this damn girl.

A faint smile appeared on Sang Zhi's lips, her brows raised, and she was extremely sarcastic. She looked at Sang Qinan's fat head, big ears, and wretched face in front of her, and her heart was full of disgust. She resisted the desire to vomit.

"Sang Qinan, since you don't want to help."

Sang Zhi spoke calmly and looked at him without changing her expression.

"Even if I am just an adopted daughter and have been kicked out of the Sang family a long time ago, I will still ask you for the things that belong to my father and the others."

Sang Zhi sneered, turned around slowly, clutched her palms, and left step by step. Her figure looked so lonely and cold.

"You shameless bitch. You have been played to death by Xie Fengyi, and you still dare to pretend to be noble in front of me..."

Sang Qinan's dirty words behind him made Sang Zhi feel even more filled with hatred.

Originally, she was not qualified to fight for anything, and she didn't want to fight for anything. Over the years, she had also drawn a clear line with the Sang family.

But I didn't expect Sang Qinan's family to be so shameless.

She almost killed them in the first place, but she tolerated it and didn't make any plans.

Now that something happened to Sang Yun, Sang Qinan didn't care about his father's kindness to their family. He not only refused to save her, but also humiliated her.

Sangzhi gritted his teeth and walked aimlessly on the street.

After a while, there was a loud thunder, and scarlet lightning not far away shot straight into the sky like an arrow, splitting the thick and gloomy black clouds.

Soon, the rain poured down.

Sang Zhi looked a little dazed. She glanced at the car with flashing lights not far in front of her, and wanted to cross the road in a panic, but the car suddenly drove towards her for some reason. She could only see clearly that it was a Bentley Continental. , before he could react, he fainted.

Zhuo Yijing was sitting in the car, looking down at the electronic files on his laptop, when suddenly the person in front of him suddenly stepped on the brakes.

Zhuo Yijing swayed, his brows furrowed slightly, and his voice was sharp and low.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Zhuo, I wasn't paying attention just now and I seemed to have bumped into someone..."

The handsome man in front was a little flustered and gasping for air.

Zhuo Yijing pursed his lips, his face turned pale, and scolded him coldly.

"Then why don't you hurry up and take a look."

After hearing this, the man quickly took the umbrella from the locker, opened the car door and ran out.

"Miss, are you alright?"

The man looked at Sang Zhi, who was half lying on the ground, and subconsciously tightened his palms. He quickly stepped forward and squatted in front of her to take a look. He was shocked when he saw the blood on her face mixed with rain.

I tried to feel Sangzhi's breathing, and then I felt relieved.

Maybe he just braked in time and didn't hit her. She must have been stunned.

"Miss Sang?"

The man lowered his head and looked at her. After seeing Sang Zhi's face clearly, his brows furrowed.

Zhuo Yijing put down his computer and looked in front of the car window. He didn't get a response, so he got out of the car with the black umbrella beside him.

"What's going on? How is she?" Zhuo Yijing asked in a deep voice.

"Mr. Zhuo, it's...it's Miss Sang."

The man frowned, glanced at Zhuo Yijing, who was tall and straight, holding a black umbrella, and spoke hesitantly.

……

The mulberry branch was licked awake.

I just felt my face was greasy and disgusting.

She was about to curse when she opened her eyes and saw an enlarged dog's face.

"..."

Sang Zhi subconsciously pulled the quilt over her head.

Why is there a dog in the house?Still a white Samoyed.

Sangzhi shook her head, and the stinging pain on her forehead suddenly reminded her of what happened before she fainted.

It looks like she was hit by a car.

But she was frightened and fainted in advance.

and so……

Sangzhi stood up suddenly and looked around.

The room layout is very monotonous, but it looks warm.

This is not her home at all.

Sangzhi clenched his hands.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

She glanced at the snow-white Samoyed and saw it quickly ran out of the house.

Sangzhi stood up and wanted to get out of bed, but at a glance he saw the person standing at the door.

The orange light shone on the man's chiseled profile, as if covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Mr. Zhuo?"

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.

The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, and the sleeves of the shirt were slowly rolled up to the middle of his arms, giving him a somewhat ascetic feel.

Sangzhi pursed her lips.

Zhuo Yijin folded his arms and leaned against the door, with a lazy and leisurely expression. His facial features were vaguely visible in the clear light, and his clear and deep eyes stared at her through gold-rimmed lenses.

"What a coincidence, Miss Sang."

"meet again."

Zhuo Yi looked at her longingly, his eyes dark.

"The car that hit me...was you?"

Sang Zhi frowned.

It is indeed a coincidence.

This can all hit Zhuo Yijing.

"No, it was my assistant. He didn't see clearly at the time. I apologized to Miss Sang on his behalf."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, with a faint and distant smile on his lips.

"fine."

Sangzhi tugged his lips and slowly lowered his head.

Zhuo Yijing looked at her, his eyes falling on her forehead with a small piece of gauze attached, "The injury on Miss Sang's head..."

"Oh, that's it. It was accidentally injured, and it has nothing to do with your assistant. Your assistant didn't hit me, it was just that I was... frightened and fainted."

Sang Zhi forced a smile.

She carefully looked at Zhuo Yijing, her eyes fell on his slender and beautiful hands, Sang Zhi's eyes darkened.

She suddenly thought of the business card Zhuo Yijing handed her at the door of the police station.

The images of Sang Qinan humiliating her and Madam Xie threatening her flashed through her mind.

She was really at a loss.

Those who can help her, those who are willing to help her...

Sang Zhi tightened her palms and slowly raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

"Mr. Zhuo, is this your home?"

Sang Zhi frowned slightly and lowered his voice.

"Ah."

Zhuo Yijing responded calmly and glanced at her calmly.