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

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At dinner, everyone at the table had their own thoughts.

Tan Zongming was sitting in the main seat, and Sang Zhi looked at him carefully.

Tan Zongming is the same as what was reported in the newspaper.

A business genius who is unsmiling and frightening.

Tan Zongming and Zhuo Yijing were cousins, but she felt that Zhuo Yijing was nothing like Tan Zongming.

At the dinner table, Zhuo Yijing and Sang Zhi sat side by side, with Zhuo Ziyue in between.

Opposite Sangzhi are Xie Fengyi, Tan Xinrong and Zhou Zheng.

"Don't be too formal, be more casual." Tan Zongming glanced at Sang Zhi, who was blushing and nervous, and spoke in a calm voice.

Sangzhi raised his eyes slightly and nodded stiffly.

"Um……"

"Azheng, what's going on on your face? Have you made a move with someone else?" Tan Zongming glanced at the faint bruises on Zhou Zheng's face and frowned slightly.

Sang Zhi's body tensed slightly, and she subconsciously clenched her hands and lowered her head.

Zhou Zheng coughed lightly and said calmly, "Brother-in-law, no, I bumped into him accidentally."

"Speaking of which, I see that Fengyi's face is also injured."

Zhou Hui raised her eyes and looked at Xie Fengyi.

Sang Zhi bit her lower lip, her face changing slightly.

Zhuo Yijin stared at her calmly, his eyes indifferent and distant.

Xie Fengyi smiled softly and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I also bumped into it accidentally."

"You two are such adults. Be careful. Especially you, Azheng. How old are you..."

Zhou Zheng: "..."

Zhou Hui glanced at him thoughtfully, then looked at Zhuo Yijing, glared at him, frowned, and couldn't help but blame him.

"Yunzhang, why don't you say anything? You don't even help Zhizhi pick vegetables. Ziyue also knows how to pick vegetables for Zhizhi."

Tan Xinrong's eyes fell on Zhuo Yijing's face, her eyes were deep, she curled her lips and said in a cold voice, "Yes, uncle, Miss Sang is your girlfriend, you should help pick up the food, this is what a boyfriend and girlfriend should do It's something. Right, Fengyi? Come, I'll help you pick up the food too."

After that, Tan Xinrong took two vegetables from the plate on the table and put them into Xie Fengyi's bowl.

Xie Fengyi tugged her lips, carefully looked at Sang Zhi who was bowing her head and said nothing, and spoke stiffly.

"Thank you."

Tan Xinrong curled his lips and smiled.

"Auntie, my father's hands are very valuable." Zhuo Ziyue curled his lips.

Zhuo Yi looked at him with a faint expression, then calmly picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken leg from the dining table and put it into the bowl of mulberry branches.

"Thank you."

Sangzhi tugged his lips and smiled stiffly, his scalp a little numb.

"That's right. It's the first time Zhizhi comes to our house, Yunzhang, don't scare her."

Zhou Hui chuckled.

"I was so scared at our house, and then when I went to my uncle's house, my legs were weak." Tan Xinrong smiled, and saw that the faces of the people at the table became ugly, and she quickly joked, "I'm just kidding."

"Don't mind, Miss Sang."

Tan Xinrong curled her lips.

Sang Zhi curled her lips, with a smile on her face, "No. Xinrong, you are outspoken, I know that. It doesn't matter."

"Zhizhi, this is what my daughter says. Don't mind." Zhou Hui glared at her.

Tan Xinrong curled her lips.

Sang Zhi shook his head slightly, his expression calm and indifferent, "It's okay."

"Feng Yi."

Tan Xinrong placed his hand on the back of Xie Fengyi's hand, with a smile on his lips.

Xie Fengyi glanced at her calmly, frowning slightly.

"what happened?"

"Let's have a drink to uncle, brother-in-law and... uncle's girlfriend."

Tan Xinrong stood up slowly, added wine to the wine glasses in front of herself and Xie Fengyi, then took Xie Fengyi's hand and motioned for him to get up as well, then picked up the wine glass and handed it to him.

Xie Fengyi pursed her lips. Although she felt unhappy, she couldn't refuse, so she had to stand up and toast with her.

Tan Xinrong signaled the servant to pour wine for the three of them.

Zhuo Yijing squinted his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Sang Zhi, with an indifferent expression: "I'm driving, so I won't drink."

"How can that be done? Uncle, you and your uncle have finally returned to China, and your niece is toasting you. How can you not drink?"

"Xin Rong." Tan Zongming frowned and glanced at her, his voice was steady and strong, "Didn't you hear that your brother-in-law said he wanted to drive? He will have to send your brother and Miss Sang back soon."

"Dad, I have good intentions too." Tan Xinrong sighed, her beautiful eyes wandering over Sang Zhi, "Since my uncle can't drink, as his girlfriend, Miss Sang, you can drink for my uncle. "

"Xin Rong."

Xie Fengyi tugged her lips and frowned.

Sangzhi doesn't drink well.

Xie Fengyi pursed her lips and looked indifferent.

"Miss Sang won't give me and Fengyi this face, right? Miss Sang still doesn't know how to drink. Uncle, ugh... it's such a pity..."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes dark and deep.

He glanced at Tan Xinrong and pursed his thin lips.

Sang Zhi curled her lips, stood up slowly, with a smile on her face, a soft and gentle tone of voice, and her eyes did not dodge as she looked at Tan Xinrong.

"Miss Tan, thank you, sir, I respect you. I wish you a happy engagement and a happy marriage."

Xie Fengyi's face looked a little ugly, and his hand holding the wine glass tightened.

He pursed his lips and looked indifferent.

Tan Xinrong clinked the wine glasses with her and smiled charmingly, "Thank you."

"Miss Sang, you must come to support Fengyi and I when we get married."

"If I have the chance, I will definitely go."

Sang Zhi pulled her lips, smiled lightly, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.

The strong alcohol entered her throat, which was a bit spicy and burned her throat, making her throat tremble and numb.

"Fengyi, you drink too. You have to give Miss Sang this face."

Xie Fengyi glanced at her, his eyes darkened, he raised his head and poured the wine in the glass into his mouth.

"For the second cup, I also wish Miss Sang to marry into a wealthy family and become a happy couple with her uncle."

Tan Xinrong smiled brightly and raised his wine glass towards her.

Hearing her words, Tan Zongming frowned and glanced at her displeasedly, but said nothing more.

Sang Zhi smiled and said nothing, just raised his glass and drank it.

"Dad, isn't the wine terrible to drink? Zhizhi is frowning." Zhuo Ziyue tugged on Zhuo Yijin's sleeve.

"Dad, you are so outrageous. You don't drink alcohol yourself, and you ask Zhizhi to drink for you."

Zhuo Ziyue stared at him.

Zhuo Yijing glanced at the red-faced Sang Zhi, his expression calm and composed.

"I'm going to drive you. Is it possible that you want to stay here tonight?"

Zhuo Yi stared at him longingly.

Zhuo Ziyue obediently shut his mouth, glared at her fiercely, and then grabbed Sang Zhi's hand in a flattering way.

Sang Zhi felt the pull from Zhuo Ziyue under the table, lowered her head to look at him, and rubbed his face affectionately.

Tan Xinrong pulled Xie Fengyi to toast Zhou Zheng again.Zhou Zheng stayed at Tan's house that night, so he drank a little more.

Tan Zongming also had a few drinks with Zhou Zheng and Xie Fengyi.

In the end, Xie Fengyi and Zhou Zheng were drunk and unconscious.

Sang Zhi was a little drunk, holding half of his face with one hand, and his bright eyes were a little more enchanting because of his drunkenness.

Zhuo Ziyue on the side had already fallen asleep in Zhuo Yijing's arms.

"Xinrong, please help Fengyi to the guest room upstairs. I'll call your Aunt Xie later."

Zhou Hui asked the servants to help support Zhou Zheng, and then ordered Tan Xinrong.

Seeing that Tan Zongming was also a little drunk and staggered upstairs, she quickly stepped forward to help him.

"Yunzhang, Zhizhi, wait for me. I'll come down and see you off in a while."

Zhou Hui spoke hurriedly.

"Sister-in-law, no need, just go ahead and do your business. My eldest brother is drunk, so take good care of him."

Zhuo Yijin said calmly, his face calm.

"Okay, we are all family members, so I won't see anyone else. I'll help your eldest brother up first."

"Oh, your eldest brother is really drinking even though he can't drink..."

Zhou Hui sighed softly and quickly helped Tan Zongming upstairs.

There were only five of them left in the living room.

Tan Xinrong glanced at Xie Fengyi, who was lying on the table, half drunk and half awake. Her eyes fell on Sang Zhi and Zhuo Yijing opposite, and she smiled slightly.

"Uncle, I won't see you off, so you go slowly. I'll see Fengyi upstairs first. After all...a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Tan Xinrong smiled, staring straight at Sang Zhi, whose eyes were slightly closed and his posture was lazy.

"Miss Sang, I also wish you and my brother-in-law an unforgettable night."

"Fengyi, let me help you go upstairs."

Tan Xinrong approached Xie Fengyi, his eyes dark.