You Are My Rare Passion

"But don't you think it's unreasonable?" Gu Junzhu asked her back: "Feng Linyu is Feng Jingxian's nephew, and has nothing to do with Feng Yushang's mother. My mother died of a heart attack, I believe, can an unrelated niece and daughter-in-law have a miscarriage, can stimulate an aunt's heart attack? I think this is very doubtful, and look here..."

Gu Junzhu opened a page of information and pointed it to Ye Xingbei: "Feng Yushang's mother had a mild heart attack since she was young, and her heart disease is not serious. Do you think that a nephew who has no blood relationship Can the miscarriage of my daughter-in-law stimulate a person with a mild heart attack to die of a heart attack?"

"Of course." Without waiting for Ye Xingbei to speak, he continued, "These are just my conjectures. There are exceptions to everything. Maybe Fengmu's heart disease suddenly worsened, and she might die at that moment. , I’m just inferring all the possibilities now, and then let Xiaoqi verify it.”

Ye Xingbei nodded, "I understand..."

She raised her eyes, looked at Gu Junzhu, and said with difficulty: "I actually think... what you said makes sense..."

Gu Junzhu smiled, put the documents aside, took out the phone, dialed Gu Qi's phone, turned on the speakerphone, and threw the phone on the coffee table, "Xiaoqi, focus on checking a few things."

Gu Qi immediately said: "Yes, young master."

Gu Junzhu said: "First, what did Feng Yi and Tan Jiaqi argue about, and how did Tan Jiaqi fall down the steps?"

"Okay, master," Gu Qi said, "I've already asked people to investigate this point. The dispute between Tan Jiaqi and Feng Yi happened in the Feng family's villa. I have already sent people to contact the servants of Feng's family. It should be very easy." There will be news soon."

"Well," Gu Junzhu continued: "Second, go to the hospital and check to see if you can find the video of Tan Jiaqi's admission, and the video of Feng Yushang's mother visiting Tan Jiaqi in the hospital. If you find it, make a copy. pass it on to me."

"Yes, master," Gu Qi said, "That's no problem. In order to avoid medical disputes, the hospital will export the surveillance video for archiving. It's easy to find out. I'll send someone to get it right away."

Gu Junzhu hung up Gu Qi's phone, and tilted his head to look at Ye Xingbei: "There are so many materials at hand, so that's all we can do for now, let's have dinner first, and wait for news from Xiao Qi."

"Okay." Ye Xingbei nodded in agreement.

The two went to the restaurant.

In the dining room, the little sapling was already full, but he was still holding his milk cup, sitting at the dining table, kicking his two short legs leisurely, looking in a good mood.

Seeing Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei walk into the restaurant, he called happily, "Mom and Dad!"

Looking at the white milk stains on the little guy's mouth, Gu Junzhu couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and licked it, "I won't see you for a while, our little tree seedling has a beard?"

"I don't have a beard, it's milk." The little tree seedling stretched out the tip of its tongue and licked it around its mouth, making the cute little man's heart tremble.

Gu Junzhu couldn't help rubbing his head vigorously, and secretly admired the resilience of the children.

Last night, it was burned to death, and it scared people, but today it is alive and well, as if nothing happened.

The little tree seedling jumped off the chair, threw herself into Gu Junzhu's arms, and rubbed against him, "Dad, you are more handsome today, and I love you even more today!"