"You should have also paid attention to current affairs in recent years, right? You must have an impression of the Jingzhiyuan greed case that caused a sensation three years ago."

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

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

Old Yuan was quite clear about the entire process of Jing Zhiyuan's fall. After all, he was considered a person in the game at that time, and he just took advantage of the opportunity of Jing Zhiyuan being arrested and retreated in time.

"But I don't know how you did it. Anyway, you were afraid and revenge from 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 found a way to save you." Lao Yuan said, "Later, I accompanied you to Yangcheng. After I came back, I found that the yard was full of blood and Lao Liang disappeared."

"Is it the manpower left by Jing Zhiyuan, or his accomplice?" Ji Yanzheng asked with a raised eyebrows.

"It's probably." Old Yuan nodded, "I left to gather people. You stayed to find clues, but when I came back, I didn't see you. It took me two days to receive a call from Lao Liang. It turned 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 out and took him away, and when he woke up, he was in the hospital."

As he said that, Lao Yuan spread his hands.

Ji Yanzheng's eyes flashed.

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

"How dare I!" Old Yuan twitched, "I admit that hiding your true identity is indeed my selfishness, but it is also for your safety. After all, who knows whether the person who wanted to harm you was still there? What if you become Ji Yanzheng again, they will cause trouble for you? In recent years, everyone has thought you are dead, so the Ji family is safe."

Ji Yanzheng sneered lightly without comment, and then he stood up.

Yuan Junkun looked at him with eyes wide open, his mouth moved and was about to speak, but was stopped by Old Yuan's fierce glare.

Ji Yanzheng came to the backyard.

Ji Ziliang was watering the flower stand. The scars on his face were still terrifyingly entangled, as if telling some unspeakable stories.

Hearing the movement, Ji Ziliang put down the kettle.

"Did you know everything?"

"It's almost the same." Ji Yanzheng said calmly, his tone did not fluctuate.

Ji Ziliang had no way to guess his mood, so he could only smile hard and said, "Yan Zheng, I'm sorry, I should let you go back to Ji's house."

"Your surname is Ji, why don't you go back to Ji's house?" Ji Yanzheng said indifferently.

"Because I don't have this qualification." Ji Ziliang lowered his eyes, "Ji Ziliang's identity died more than 20 years ago."

Ji Yanzheng looked at him, as if waiting for his next sentence, but Ji Ziliang was silent.

"Old Yuan just said that you were knocked out and taken away until you woke up in the hospital. You don't know what happened during this period. Is that true?" Ji Yanzheng asked.

Ji Ziliang's hand shook slightly, and then nodded slightly.

Ji Yanzheng laughed silently.

If he guessed correctly, Ji Ziliang was awake from beginning to end. He knew what happened. Maybe Ji Ziliang sent him to the hospital.

"So, do you know who did it?" Ji Yanzheng asked casually.

Ji Ziliang struggled for a moment and said, "I guess it's all related to the people left by Jing Zhiyuan. I heard that Jing Zhiyuan has a daughter, and maybe those people will contact that girl. However, the girl is still studying abroad and will not return to China for a while. It's not too late to pay attention to her when she returns to China. By the way, you have a little friendship with Jiang Yu before, so you can find a way to contact him..."

"Yeah." Ji Yanzheng nodded slightly, "So, you seem to be quite familiar with Jing Zhiyuan."

"Where?" Ji Ziliang forced a smile, "I've heard Lao Yuan say it."

Ji Yanzheng did not ask any more questions, but just smiled faintly.

Ji Ziliang has given enough information, so he doesn't plan to care about his selfishness.

"Yan Zheng, do you... really want to go back?" Ji Ziliang looked up at him, his expression almost humble, "Can't you not go back?"

Thinking of a woman who refused to give up easily, Ji Yanzheng curled her lips: "I'm afraid it won't work. You said you died more than 20 years ago, but I'm just missing."

After all, there are still people waiting for him.

"Then...when will you leave?" Ji Ziliang's voice trembled a little.

Ji Yanzheng pondered for a moment: "Just these two days."

"So fast? I think you should be more cautious..."

"I won't go back to the Ji family so soon." Ji Yanzheng interrupted him, "But I won't stay here either."

Ji Ziliang finally said nothing.

"Can you come back to see me when you have time?" He squeezed out a smile.

Ji Yanzheng paused and spoke lightly: "If it's convenient."

He did not make a promise, nor did he say anything to death.

"That's good, that's good." Ji Ziliang seemed to be very satisfied. He nodded frequently, then lifted his kettle and started watering.

At this moment, Ji Yanzheng suddenly felt that his back was a little old.

He didn't speak anymore and turned back to the living room.

...

On the other side, Chu Weilan dragged Sun Ye to several shopping malls and finally bought satisfactory clothes.

She started trying on when she returned to the hotel, hoping to choose the best set of Ji Yanzheng tomorrow. Until Sun Ye came to find her.

"Madam, I'll cancel the itinerary for you tomorrow and the next two days." Sun Ye opened the itinerary, "According to the original plan, we will go back the day after tomorrow. Will the air ticket be changed?"

"Let's retreat directly, and then find a way to help me get a special plane, the kind that can be left at any time." Chu Weilan said without hesitation.

"Okay." Sun Ye said, looking at the dining car beside him, "That, madam, have you not had supper yet?"

"I won't eat anymore." Chu Weilan said calmly, "It just so happens that you can help me push the dining car away."

Sun Ye's mouth twitched: "Madam, a supper won't make you fat..."

"What do you know? Go away quickly." Chu Weilan began to drive people away, "Come here to pick me up soon tomorrow."

Sun Ye nodded helplessly and quickly pushed the food truck and flashed.

Chu Weilan walked into the bedroom, packed up the clothes on the bed, and then threw herself on the bed.

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there was still a unique smell of Ji Yanzheng in the room.

This means that what happened in the afternoon was real, not her imagination.

Just as she was excited, her phone suddenly rang.

It's a video request from two little guys.
Chapter completed!