You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 855: Am I at a loss?

"Yes," Gu Jun nodded one by one and said slowly, "I still lack a bodyguard by my son's side. I heard that Feng Yi is good at it."

Hearing Gu Junzhu mentioning his visit to his son, Feng Yushang thought about what happened in the western restaurant that day.

Seeing the child with pink makeup and jade carving that day, she immediately thought of the child who was shed from her cousin's womb, and that her mother died because of the aborted child. She lost control of her emotions and pressed the cigarette still burning in her hand. On the back of Feng Yi's hand.

The child with pink makeup and jade Zhuo was frightened and cried around his mother's neck, saying that his sister was bullying his brother.

She was embarrassed, so she changed rooms.

Who knows, when the child left, he saw her and Feng Yi from the glass window outside the clubhouse.

The child slammed the glass window hard, and his pretty little face was full of anger.

She suddenly wanted to understand why Gu Junzhu pointed to Feng Yi.

Is this saving Feng Yi for his son?

Her thoughts were suddenly dazed.

If there really was another reason for her mother's death.

If Feng Yi wasn't the culprit.

What did she do during that time?

Thinking of the punishments she had given to Feng Yi, she shuddered.

The blood on her face gradually faded, and the fists hanging by her side gradually clenched, "Young Master Gu, what do you mean, my mother's death has nothing to do with Feng Yi?"

"This is a contract," Gu Junzhu pushed a contract in front of Feng Yi. "If you want to know the truth, sign the contract. If you don't want to know the truth, you can leave."

Feng Yi looked at Feng Yushang.

Feng Yushang struggled inwardly, "Then what is the truth about Gu Shao's so-called truth? If it's something I already knew, wouldn't I be at a loss for this deal?"

"Of course it's not something you already knew," Gu Junzhu tilted his lips and said leisurely, "The truth I know is the real murderer who killed your mother, not the scapegoat Feng Yi. If you Don't want the real killer to go unpunished, you signed the contract, and if you don't want to face your mistakes and pretend you're right, then you can go now."

Feng Yi, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "I will sign."

He didn't look at Feng Yushang, or even the contract, so he picked up the pen on the table, turned to the last page, and signed his name where Party B signed.

"Wait a minute," Feng Yushang held his hand, "always take a look at the contract."

"No," Feng Yijing said, "As long as someone can prove that my mother didn't kill me, I can sign the prostitution contract, and I can die directly."

Feng Yushang was stunned.

Feng Yi avoided her hand and signed his name neatly at Party B's place.

After signing, he stood up and handed the contract to Gu Junzhu with both hands: "Please, tell me the truth, I am very grateful, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay your kindness."

Gu Junzhu didn't answer the contract, Ye Xingbei reached out and took it.

Looking at the contract in Ye Xingbei's hands, Feng Yushang suddenly felt empty.

It hurts, and I feel a little dazed. I can't tell what it feels like.

Ye Xingbei glanced at Feng Yi's signature, then looked up at Feng Yi's pale and thin face, and said softly, "Can I ask a question first?"

Feng Yi nodded: "Excuse me."

Ye Xingbei asked: "Why did you and Tan Jiaqi quarrel?"

Feng Yi asked her back: "When did she have a miscarriage?"