Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 883 - 887 Pointing the Way Out of the Maze

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Chapter 883: Chapter 887: Pointing the Way Out of the Maze

Chapter 883 -887: Pointing the Way Out of the Maze

“What do you plan to do?” Gu Junzhu’s lips curled slightly, her gaze half-mocking as she looked at him, “Are you going to storm into the Feng Family’s place and strangle or stab Feng Linyu, Tan Jiaqi, and Zhang Shanshan to death one by one?”

Feng Yi pursed his lips, his fists clenching tightly at his side, “Anyway, I want them to die a very miserable death, to suffer intensely before they die!”

“And after they’re dead?” Gu Junzhu asked, “Are you going to turn yourself in, or will you flee? Killing three people at once is a major crime. Don’t even think about escaping legal punishment, unless all the cops in Feng City are useless and just taking taxpayers’ money without doing their job.”

“I didn’t plan to run,” Feng Yi said, “I will turn myself in. After that, I’ll make public all the vile things those beasts have done, to let everyone know they were ungrateful and worse than animals!”

“What about after that?” Gu Junzhu asked, “As far as I know, your foster father is still lingering in illness. Although the situation is dire, he is at least still alive, right? Have you thought about what will happen when he finds out you killed three people and got arrested, facing the sentence of being shot?”

Feng Yi’s breath hitched, his heart spasmed, and a fine sheen of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Gu Junzhu’s lips curved, “Seriously ill people can’t withstand mental shocks. After he knew you were not the murderer who killed his wife, he must have felt very guilty. And while he was thinking about how to make it up to you, you went and killed those three scumbags, sending yourself to prison, leaving him with no chance to make amends. He just lost his wife, and now he’s going to lose the son he loves. Do you think he could die of concern for you?”

Feng Yi clenched his fists, his face turned pale, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Gu Junzhu folded her arms, watching him leisurely, “So, you think being innocent of your foster mother’s death feels too easy for you, and you want to shoulder the guilt of causing your foster father’s death?”

Feng Yi’s throat was dry, and he said hoarsely, “No, I didn’t…”

“What if your foster father really dies of worry because of you?” Gu Junzhu raised an eyebrow and asked him, “Can you face it calmly, feeling that your foster father’s death has nothing to do with you?”

After thinking for a moment, Feng Yi closed his eyes and shook his head, “I can’t.”

Gu Junzhu pressed him further, “So, are you still willing to take the risk of worrying your foster father to death by killing those three scumbags?”

Feng Yi shook his head with difficulty, “No… not anymore…”

Seeing those three scumbags die is indeed important.

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But keeping Dad alive and well is more important.

Ye Xingbei listened to Gu Junzhu and Feng Yi’s exchange, and she was utterly in awe of the Fifth Lord of Gu in her family.

She had been wrong before; the most suitable career for Fifth Lord of Gu wasn’t a lawyer, but a negotiation expert!

Although her tone was a bit sharp and the words unpleasant, that wasn’t important. What mattered was, Fifth Lord of Gu effortlessly saved a young man who was about to ruin his future and life!

“But I can’t let it go…” Feng Yi clenched his fists, saying in agony, “The lawyer said that causing death by fright only carries a sentence of three to five years imprisonment at most. That’s too lenient for them! If it weren’t for them, my mom could have lived happily for decades more, my dad wouldn’t have to endure the pain of losing her, his health wouldn’t have collapsed, and he wouldn’t be bedridden, our happy home wouldn’t have been destroyed by them. Just sentencing them to three or five years, I can’t accept it, I really can’t…”

“Solutions are thought out with the brain, not punched out with fists,” Gu Junzhu said while folding her arms, speaking indifferently, “In the past, I had a friend whose father had a grievous enemy. This enemy was clever and used legal loopholes to kill his daughter, receiving only a two-year sentence. But do you know what happened to that enemy in the end?”