Looking at the innocent little girl in front of him, Feng Wei felt something was off. He hadn't missed the complex emotion that flashed in her eyes for a brief moment. Relying on his years of experience reading people, he was certain this girl was anything but simple, and guessed that Feng Lu's accident today was most likely connected to her.
But the problem was, he needed evidence to prove it. Otherwise, his suspicions would remain just suspicions.
"My sister and her unborn baby need rest."
The implication was that no one should disturb them—in other words, Han Qian should be kept away from the hospital.
After saying this, Feng Wei stopped paying attention to Han Qian and turned to Auntie Li: "Did you notice anything unusual?" Upon hearing this, Auntie Li paused her scrubbing of the bathroom tiles, glanced at Feng Wei, shook her head, and then kept cleaning.
"Are you washing with soap water?"
