Chapter 793 Are You Planning to Go on a Hunger Strike?

"Old Liang." Ji Shiting suddenly said, "Is your surname really Liang?"

Lao Liang paused: "Of course."

"So, what's your full name?"

"Can not remember."

"Really?" Ji Shiting suddenly smiled, "So, do you have any impression of the name Ji Ziliang?"

Lao Liang's hand shook violently, he quickly raised his head to glance at him, and then quickly lowered his head: "No impression."

"I didn't have time to jump out of the car that day, and the car and I fell off the bridge. I originally thought I could escape, but the huge impact made me fall into a coma. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago." Ji Shiting smiled and said, "I have never thanked you properly."

"No need." After Lao Liang said this, he turned around and left with the food box in hand.

"Although most of your face has been ruined, the first time I saw you, I thought you looked very familiar." Ji Shiting said word by word, "Besides, don't you think our eyes look similar?" ?"

The only thing intact on Lao Liang's face were his eyes.

Ji Shiting once heard the old man say that the most similar thing between him and his father was his eyes. Besides, he had seen photos of Ji Ziliang when he was young. With the same deep eyebrows, Ji Ziliang gives the impression of melancholy and affectionateness, but he did not inherit this temperament from his father.

Ji Shiting clearly remembered the joy and relief in Lao Liang's eyes when he woke up from his coma.

Whether it was the familiar outline of the eyebrows or the emotions revealed in those eyes, they all pointed to one person.

After spending this time together, he became more and more certain of this guess.

Lao Liang's footsteps paused.

"Mr. Ji, you are joking." His voice was rough, "How come I look like you."

"Then, let me put it another way." Ji Shiting stared at him with dark eyes, "You are very similar to my father who died young."

"It's whatever you say." Lao Liang didn't refute, "The food is almost cold. Eat it early."

However, Ji Shiting overturned the big bowl and said calmly, "I won't eat it. Unless you tell me the truth."

"Mr. Ji, are you going to go on a hunger strike?" His cheeks twitched and he looked slightly angry.

"You spent so much effort to save me, but you won't just watch me die." Ji Shiting said calmly, "Of course, maybe you don't care, then it would be easier."

Lao Liang couldn't help but raise his head and glared at him fiercely.

However, when he met the man's calm and deep eyes, he couldn't help but look away.

"Mr. Ji, we don't mean any harm. It's just that now is not a good time to ask you to go back."

"Let others know that I am still alive. Is it me or you that is in trouble?" Ji Shiting's tone became more aggressive, "If I guessed correctly, you are employed by someone, maybe Jing Zhiyuan, Maybe it was someone else, so you were the ones who tampered with my car so you could decide when it went out of control and happened to save me. As for the reason... If you are who I think you are, the reason It’s ready-made. A father doesn’t want to watch his son die, and he doesn’t want to harm the people around him, so he comes up with this strategy.”

Lao Liang paused and met his eyes again. This time, he finally did not escape.

"Your father, he is dead."