The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 693: Ask about the past

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Fu Cuihua had never seen Jiang Yi, and Zhang Changming was not here today. She was alone at home. Suddenly, a man in black with an extremely powerful gangster brought her here, saying that she would let herself see someone.

Fu Cuihua has never been to such a high-end place in her entire life. This feeling is like when she went to a relative's house that the Imperial Capital hadn’t seen for a long time. The decoration style alone made her only see Xiaopinglou. Fu Cuihua became inferior.

Especially to come to this kind of place.

She was taken by the people behind, and she went behind a curtain and saw a young man by accident.

The guy Gang said that he was his young master. Just this name almost gave Fu Cuihua the illusion of going back to the old time.

However, he can still be called a young master now, his identity is definitely not ordinary.

The young man is wearing sunglasses. She can’t fully understand his face, but at first impression she feels that this young man is very good-looking, and the dignity exuding from the inside to the outside is overwhelming Fu Cuihua’s breath The illusion that comes.

Jiang Yi waved his hand, faintly greeted with some impatience: "Sit down."

Actually, because the person in front of you is Jun Ci's aunt, he has given enough face, and most people are not enough for him to say a word for sitting.

Fu Cuihua sat down tremblingly.

Jiang Yi whispered to Uncle Tao: "Uncle Tao, go outside and guard, don't let anyone disturb you."

He didn't even want Uncle Tao to let him know about this.

Uncle Tao nodded, then walked to the entrance of the coffee shop and sat.

Fu Cuihua sat in the position, only feeling cramped and nervous. Facing such a powerful Jiang Yi, she didn't even know where to place her hands. She placed her hands on her knees, and said nervously: "Please... Who are you?"

She hasn't gotten used to Mandarin in the Imperial Capital yet, with a local accent.

As soon as she exited, such a strong accent made her a little embarrassed, as if facing such a clear young master, the accent was a tarnish.

Fortunately, Jiang Yi doesn’t care about this at all. He is full of Junci’s business, and he just said straightforwardly: "I know you are Junci’s aunt, you don’t need to know who I am. I will only Ask you a few things, you can only choose to answer, if you do not say, I will clean up your Zhang family."

He is very arrogant in his bones, and threatening words are now readily available. He is obviously used to speaking. Although his voice is nice, the strong deterrence in those words shows that he is not joking.

Fu Cuihua shivered and said hurriedly: "You... what do you want to ask?"

In this case, how can she dare to inquire about the identity of this person.

Because Jiang Yi's tone was too fierce, she mistaken Jiang Yi for Junci's enemy for a while.

Think of that child, and my heart is a little complicated.

"Let me ask you the first one. When you picked up Junci, were there any spots on her face?"

Suddenly heard Jiang Yi asking this question, Fu Cuihua was a little stunned, and then realized that this is not an important question, her eyes drooped, and she winced in response to "Yes."

This question is not very important, but Jiang Yi still has doubts in his heart: "Do you think she was a disease at the time?"

"It's not..." Fu Cuihua whispered: "We also found a doctor at the time and asked, the doctor said it was okay, we thought it was a birthmark..."

If it is really sick, they will not treat Jun Ci.

Jiang Yi listened, his eyes narrowed, and his hands on the table were tightly clenched, revealing a vicious smell. Frightened Fu Cuihua lowered her head and dared not look at him.