Wei Qingtian deliberately furrowed his brow, speaking discontentedly, "Grandpa asks you, and you're not willing to tell the truth anymore?"
Shi Yiqing hurriedly explained, "That's not true at all, Grandpa, don't misunderstand..."
Wei Qingtian snorted coldly, "Do you dare say that the girl being bullied in this video isn't you?"
Shi Yiqing bit her lower lip, her expression one of bewilderment, but she did not firmly assure that the person in the video wasn't her.
Wei Qingtian looked at her and sighed deeply, "Dear child, Grandpa isn't angry; I'm just worried about you."
"If someone bullies you, you must tell Grandpa, understand? Don't just tough it out by yourself..."
As if something struck a chord, tears started rolling down Shi Yiqing's cheeks one by one.
She threw herself into Wei Qingtian's arms, saying plaintively, "Grandpa, thank you..."
Out of her sight, Wei Qingtian's face was expressionless.
Yet his tone was one of concern.
