"Move aside, Huaqing." Dong Ge forcefully pushed Huaqing away.
Xiao Wei picked up the whip and stretched it out in his hand.
Dong Gege glanced at the whip in his hand. After all, he was just a child. He flinched fearfully, lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and bit down hard on his lips.
A bodyguard came over and dragged the crying and struggling Huaqing away.
Xiao Wei said to Dong Gege, "You count yourself."
Dong Gege nodded. "I understand, Big Brother Ah Wei."
In his heart, Xiao Wei felt a bit reluctant, but he also understood—there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
If the character of these children isn't tested, how could they know whether they're good or bad, kind or evil? The Jian family had no ties to them, so why would they invest the best resources to raise them?
He steeled himself. The whip rose and fell, striking Dong Gege's back.
