"I understand."
Watching her father hang up the phone, Wei Li silently glanced at her elder brother beside her who was also being punished by standing.
"Bang!"
The sudden loud noise startled her.
Without bothering to exchange glances with her brother, Wei Li withdrew her gaze, looked at her father's ashen face, and then at the withered hand that seemed ready to smash the tea table.
"Dad, don't get too worked up, take care of your health."
Even towards his usually pampered youngest daughter, Wei Bangxiong had no pleasant expression at this moment. His face was so dark it seemed water could drip from it.
"Did you really see nothing at the time?"
Wei Li immediately shook her head.
"No, we were outside the train station the whole time, we didn't see big sister come out at all, right, brother?"
Wei Bangxiong turned his gaze to his eldest son.
"Dad, we really didn't see Wei Hong, and didn't notice anything unusual."
After all, it was still poor and backward.
