Chapter 841 Everyone Thinks You Are Dead

Ji Shiting's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said without refusal: "Then tell me everything you know."

Lao Yuan wiped his face and sighed: "Okay, I guess you can probably guess a lot of things."

Ji Ziliang's heart sank when he heard this: "Old Yuan."

Compared with Lao Yuan, Ji Ziliang did not want Ji Shiting to leave.

"He's leaving anyway, and it doesn't make any difference whether you tell him or not." Lao Yuan said, turning his attention to Ji Shiting, "Actually, you were originally the heir to the T.S Group."

Ji Shiting's expression did not change.

Lao Yuan spread his hands and said to Ji Ziliang, "Look, he knows."

Ji Ziliang smiled bitterly and suddenly stood up: "Tell him."

He couldn't bear to see any disappointment in Ji Shiting's eyes. In the past few years, he has played the role of a loving father and has become accustomed to hearing Ji Shiting call "father" again and again. When Ji Shiting knows the truth, I'm afraid he will never shout those two words to him again.

Ji Shiting didn't say anything to persuade him to stay. After Ji Ziliang left, he looked at Lao Yuan and said in a deep voice: "Say."

"You must have been paying attention to current affairs in the past few years, right? You must be impressed by the sensational Jing Zhiyuan corruption case three years ago."

Ji Shiting raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "I remember."

"His downfall is all thanks to you..."

Lao Yuan was quite clear about the whole process of Jing Zhiyuan's downfall. After all, he was considered a player in the game at the time. He just took advantage of Jing Zhiyuan's arrest and retreated in time.

"But I don't know how you did it. Anyway, you were feared and retaliated by others. Someone passed your whereabouts to me and asked me to get rid of you. As a result, Lao Liang found out that you were his son, so he wanted to Fa Zi saved you." Lao Yuan said, "Later I accompanied you to Yangcheng. When I came back, I found that the yard was filled with the smell of blood and Lao Liang was missing."

"Are they the men left by Jing Zhiyuan, or his accomplices?" Ji Shiting asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Most likely." Lao Yuan nodded, "I left at that time to gather people, and you stayed to look for clues, but when I came back, I didn't see you. It took two full days before I received the call. Lao Liang’s phone number. It turns out that you were all in the hospital those days, but Lao Liang woke up first. I asked Lao Liang later, and he said that he was suddenly knocked unconscious and taken away, and he was in the hospital when he woke up. "

As he spoke, Lao Yuan spread his hands.

Ji Shiting's eyes flashed.

"So, you concealed my true identity." He smiled, "So that I can stay and work for you?"

"How dare I!" Lao Yuan's mouth twitched, "I admit that I did have selfish motives for concealing your true identity, but it was also for your safety. After all, who knew that the person who wanted to harm you back then was still there. Not here. What if you turn back to Ji Shiting and they make trouble for you. In the past few years, everyone thought you were dead, so the Ji family is safe."

Ji Shiting snorted noncommittally, and then stood up.

Yuan Junkun looked at him eagerly. He moved his mouth and was about to speak, but was stopped by Lao Yuan's fierce glare.

Ji Shiting came to the backyard.

Ji Ziliang is watering the flower stand. The scars on his face were still horribly tangled, seeming to be telling some unspeakable stories.

Hearing the noise, Ji Ziliang put down the kettle.

"You know everything?"