Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting's eyebrows moved slightly, and he could not refuse to say: "Then tell me everything you know."

Old Yuan wiped his face and sighed, "Come on, I guess a lot of things, you almost guessed it."

Ji Ziliang's heart sank: "Old Yuan."

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

"Anyway, he's going away. It's no different if you say it or not." Old Yuan said, turning his eyes to Ji Shiting, "Actually, you were originally the heir of the T.S Group."

Ji Shiting's expression remained unchanged.

Old Yuan shared his hands and said to Ji Ziliang: "Look, he knows."

Ji Ziliang smiled bitterly, and he suddenly stood up: "You tell him."

He couldn't bear to see any disappointment in Ji Shiting's eyes. In the past few years, he has played a kind father, already accustomed to listening to Ji Shiting shouting "father". Ting knows the truth when he waits, I'm afraid he will never yell those two words at him again.

Ji Shiting didn't keep it. After Ji Ziliang left, he looked at Lao Yuan and Shen Sheng said, "Say."

"You should also pay attention to current affairs in recent years? You must have an impression of the sensational scene of three years ago."

Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly: "I remember."

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

Old Yuan was quite clear about the whole process of Jingyuan's downfall. After all, he was a player in the game at the time, but he took advantage of the opportunity of Jingyuan's arrest and quickly retreated.

"But I don't know how you did it. Anyway, you were stung and retaliated by someone else. 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 and wanted to Fazi saved you," said Lao Yuan. "Later, I accompanied you to Yangcheng. When I came back, I found that the courtyard was full of blood and Laoliang was gone."

"Is the manpower left by Jingyuan, or his party?" Ji Shiting asked with raised eyebrows.

"Mostly yes." Old Yuan nodded. "I left to gather people. You stayed to find clues, but when I came back, I didn't see you. After two days, I only received Lao Liang's phone. It turns out that you were in the hospital for the past few days, but Lao Liang woke up first. I asked Lao Liang later, he said he was suddenly knocked away by someone, and then woke up to be in the hospital."

With that said, Old Yuan spread his hands.

Ji Shiting's eyes flashed.

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

"How dare I!" Old Yuan's mouth twitched, "I admit that it is my selfishness to conceal your true identity, but it is also for your safety. After all, who knows that those who wanted to harm you were still there. No. In case you are back to Ji Shiting, they will trouble you what to do. In the past few years, everyone thinks you are dead, so the Ji family is safe."

Ji Shiting snorted softly, and then he stood up.

Yuan Junkun looked at him with his eyes shut, his mouth moved and he was about to speak, and was stopped by the old Yuan's fierce glaring.

Ji Shiting came to the backyard.

Ji Ziliang is watering the flower shelf. The scars on his face were still terribly entangled, as if telling some hard-to-speak stories.

Hearing the movement, Ji Ziliang put down the kettle.

"You all know?"