"That, Changqing told you, right?" Ji Mingyuan nodded, admitting, "Indeed, I was the one who set it in motion, but it was merely a mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
Song Shijing instantly understood that Ji Mingyuan meant his disappearance was orchestrated by Shen Qingjun, and it was Ji Mingyuan who later attempted to prevent his return to the country and even tried to have him killed.
"Why would you choose to be that oriole? At that time, the main branch of the Ji family hadn't done anything to wrong you."
"I have already answered one of your questions, this is the second one. Shouldn't President Song first answer my second question?"
Song Shijing fell silent for a moment, "Because I am Ji Chengzhou."
Ji Mingyuan's eyes suddenly widened. He had considered many possibilities.
Perhaps Ji Chengzhou had given Song Shijing great benefits, even shares of the Ji Group.
Or maybe Ji Chengzhou had saved Song Shijing's life, owing him a favor.
