Li Zhiwei raised his head, looked at Li Hezheng's old face, and said, "Dad, or let's go abroad together."
Regardless, Li Hezheng had retired now, and there were no restrictions on him going abroad.
Li Hezheng smiled bitterly, "My dear, do I have to leave my hometown when I am so old?"
"Dad, as long as our father and daughter are together, there is nothing wrong with it. We can't stay in the Imperial Capital anymore."
"Okay, I'll listen to you. It's getting late, go and get some rest."
Then Li Hezheng turned around and went to the bedroom. Li Zhiwei also went to the parking lot with reddened eyes.
"Thank you both. You guys get some rest, too. Good night."
Li Zhiwei's expression had become calm and collected, but her eyes were slightly red and swollen.
"Okay, please cooperate with Li Bai's funeral. We are leaving."
