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

Chapter 124 You don’t want to have a threesome on your wedding night, do you?

"...You actually scolded me?"

Hearing this, Tan Xinrong's expression suddenly changed. She gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her hand and threw it towards her.

Her wrist was grabbed hard.

Tan Xinrong glanced at Sang Zhi, who was indifferent and calm in front of her, and suddenly turned to look at the person behind her who was holding her wrist.

"Uncle? Why are you here?"

Zhou Zheng looked calm and was wearing a white coat.

His eyes were bloodshot, there was a circle of black and blue under his eyes, and there was some stubble around his mouth.

It's like I just had surgery.

Zhou Zheng glanced at her, his eyes darkened, "Xinrong, it's not right to hit someone."

"Uncle! She seduced my fiancé and pestered him again and again. Shouldn't I beat her? Look, didn't she also seduce you? Otherwise, why wouldn't you help me, my uncle?"

Tan Xinrong shook off Zhou Zheng's hand and sneered.

"Uncle, are you also fascinated by her? Tsk, Sangzhi, you are really good at it."

"You're entangled with my fiancé, you're seducing my uncle secretly, you're also dating my brother-in-law... I underestimated you."

"The person who was with my brother-in-law in the cinema that day was you, right?"

Tan Xinrong folded her arms and looked at her condescendingly, her tone unkind.

"It's me, what, you have a problem?"

Sang Zhi responded lightly and raised his eyes to look at her.

"It's really you."

Tan Xinrong sneered.

"It's sleazy."

Zhou Zheng's eyebrows moved slightly and his eyes darkened.

He turned his head and looked at the light blood on Sang Zhizuo's face, frowning.

Sang Zhi glanced at Tan Xinrong, his expression cold and distant.

"No matter how despicable I am, I will never be like you. My 'best friend' and my fiancé have already slept together, so you can still meet up to have tea together. Why...are you planning to invite Sang Lingxue for a threesome on the wedding night?"

Sang Zhi smiled, his words extremely sarcastic and sharp.

"..."

Tan Xinrong's expression suddenly changed and she stared at Sang Zhi.

Sang Zhi's eyes were cold and indifferent. She just stared and talked, her voice as cold as ice.

"You, like Shen Ru, will never solve the problem from the source. Now that you have said it, I am so powerful and capable.

Then why do I have to be so entangled with Xie Fengyi, who may lose her inheritance rights at any time and also has a cruel mother?

There are many respectable people in Tangcheng.You see, you yourself said that I charmed your uncle, and you can watch a movie with your uncle under such circumstances. "

Sangzhi paused, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"There are many better men than Xie Fengyi in this world. I just couldn't bear to think about it so I turned back."

"I'm afraid you are the only one willing to turn around, Miss Tan."

Sang Zhi's voice was light but resounding. The look in her eyes when she looked at Tan Xinrong showed not only disdain but also sympathy.

Tan Xinrong froze, and his face turned extremely pale.

"you you……"

Sang Zhi glanced at her coldly and glanced at Zhou Zheng without looking too far. He just walked past the two of them and left.

Just as he turned the corner, he saw a familiar black suit.

Zhuo Yijing was leaning against the wall, with a slender body and a lazy expression. He turned his head and looked at her at leisure. His deep and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with a warm luster, which neutralized the sharpness and indifference.

Sangzhi was stunned for a moment.

Zhuo Yi looked at her impartially, his eyes so cold and indifferent.

In Sang Zhi's view, there was an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Sangzhi stared at him, pursed her lips and said nothing. She deliberately walked on the other side of the wall, distanced herself from him, and strode forward.

Zhuo Yijing stared at her slender back and squinted his eyes. He calmed down, crossed his long legs, followed her, and held her wrist.

Sang Zhi wanted to throw away his hand, but he pulled her into an office.

The office is very clean and simple, and there are not many people around.

"What do you want to do!"

Sang Zhi frowned and threw away his hand impatiently.

"Wait here, I'll get you some medicine."

Zhuo Yijin's face was cold, and he glanced at Sang Zhi, who was pale, with a deep look in his eyes.

After saying that, Zhuo Yijing left.

Sang Zhi glanced at the closed door and felt his eyebrows pounding.

she thinks.

Zhuo Yijing should have gone to get the medicine for her face.

She picked up her phone and took a photo, then subconsciously touched the wound on her left face, frowning slightly.

I didn't feel any pain just now, but now I feel some pain.

The wound is a little long, but it's okay. It looks a little shallow, not that deep.

After a while, a young female nurse walked in.

"Ms. Sang, Mr. Zhuo asked me to apply the medicine for you. He said he had something to answer and asked you to wait for him after applying the medicine."

The young nurse smiled and took a step forward.

"I'll come by myself..."

Sangzhi whispered.

"It's okay, just let me help you. If you don't do it properly, you might leave scars. You are so beautiful, it would be bad to leave scars."

The young nurse said, approaching and applying medicine to her.

When Zhuo Yijing came in, the young nurse had just finished applying the medicine and was about to leave.

"Ms. Sang, remember to apply this ointment twice a day..."

The young nurse handed the ointment to Sang Zhi, nodded to Zhuo Yijing and said hello, and left.

"..."

"..."

There was a dead silence in the small office, and the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

Sang Zhi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the man. She pursed her lips and lowered her head in silence.

Zhuo Yijing stood by the door and did not come closer.

After a while, he suddenly felt like Sang Zhi was mute.

Zhuo Yijing raised his hand and pinched the frown between his eyebrows, his eyes dark, and said.

"What did you gain by being with Xie Fengyi?"

"A cheating boyfriend? Mrs. Xie who humiliated you? Your uncle was plotted against? Your brother was isolated from school?"

Zhuo Yijing's voice was light, with a faint smile on his lips, which was indeed extremely ironic.

Sang Zhi lowered her eyelids, slowly tightened her palms, and pulled her lips.

"If Mr. Zhuo wants to humiliate me again, you can just say so. I'm also happy to accompany you."

"..."

Zhuo Yi smiled happily, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Smart teeth."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, slowly stepped forward, pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.

But as soon as he sat down, Sang Zhi suddenly stood up to leave.

Zhuo Yijing didn't give her a chance, and directly pulled her into his arms. Sang Zhi sat on his lap in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Sangzhi exclaimed, his face slightly changed.

"on purpose?"

Zhuo Yijin pinched her slender and soft waist, half-closed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and stared at her playfully.

"I do not understand what you're saying."

Sang Zhi put her hands on his chest, pulling away from him while struggling to get up.

"You got up on purpose, aren't you just waiting for me to pull you?"

Zhuo Yijin spoke unhurriedly, holding her waist with one hand and grabbing her shoulder with the other to prevent her from moving.

"..."

Sangzhi was speechless.

"Whatever you think. Anyway, let me go! I'm going home."

"That's all you say all day long. When you go home, why are you like a child saying that your mother calls you home for dinner every day?"

Zhuo Yijing raised his eyes and glanced at her, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"..."

The mulberry branches are angry.

She didn't want to hear him at all.

"Stop moving. If you move again, something will happen."

Zhuo Yi pressed her waist, his eyes darkened.

Sang Zhi felt something pressing against him under his body, his face changed slightly, his body tensed, and he no longer moved or struggled.

She pursed her lips, her face was red and white, she glared at Zhuo Yijing, and spoke angrily.

"...You men can't control your lower body and go into heat everywhere. You are sexually harassing me."

Sang Zhi frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Then you go ahead and sue."

Zhuo Yijing didn't care and spoke lazily.

"Do you think I don't dare?" Sang Zhi gritted his teeth.

"I didn't think you dared."

"That mouth of yours can make Mrs. Xie faint and make her so angry that she can't speak. Is there anything else you dare not say?"

Zhuo Yijing sneered, his expression indifferent, he squinted his eyes and continued to speak.

"but……"

He paused and looked at her calmly.

"I'm afraid... if you sue me, no one will dare to answer."

"..."

Sang Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely and snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhuo Yijin's cold fingertips gently landed on the wound on her left face.

Sang Zhi felt his rough fingertips rubbing against the edge of the wound, and her body stiffened and trembled.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she ran into the man's deep and dark eyes. She felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. She subconsciously clenched her palms and then looked away, not to look at him.

"It doesn't hurt."

Sangzhi pulled his lips and coughed lightly.

Then she felt someone's fingertips pressing lightly on her wound.

Sangzhi cried out in pain.

"It hurts! What are you doing!"

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes dark, "You have a tough mouth."

"...If you don't press it, it won't hurt at all." Sang Zhi was shaking with anger.

Zhuo Yijing glanced at her coldly.

"Ah."

Sangzhi suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Hurry up and let go of me. If you are not busy, I will be busy. You are really the most ungentlemanly man I have ever seen. You always like to touch and touch. Have you never touched a woman? You want to be in heat anytime, anywhere!"

Sangzhi said angrily.

"I actually don't like to use my hands or feet. I like to use my mouth and other things..."

Zhuo Yi stared at her longingly, his expression as usual, but his words were extremely ambiguous.

Seeing that he was about to kiss her again, Sang Zhi subconsciously covered her mouth.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing glanced at her with a calm expression, "It's useless to block it. If you block it for a while, it won't last forever."

Sangzhi glared at him.

Zhuo Yijing put her down and stood up to straighten his suit jacket.

"Let's go, Zhuo Ziyue is about to finish school." He reached out and rubbed her hair.

Sangzhi: "..."

Sang Zhi was stunned. Before she could react, Zhuo Yijing had already taken her hand and led her out of the office.

But as soon as Zhuo Yijing opened the door, he saw Zhou Zheng standing at the door.

Zhuo Yijin looked cold and indifferent. He was not surprised when he saw Zhou Zheng, but there was a little ridicule in his eyes.

Zhou Zheng looked at him quietly.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and said stiffly, "Doctor Zhou."

She said, subconsciously wanting to withdraw her hand.

But Zhuo Yi held her tighter.

Zhou Zheng looked cold. He smiled at Sang Zhi, his eyes slowly moved down to the two people's clasped hands, and his eyebrows moved slightly.