As long as her brother is there, she's not afraid of anything, even when those fierce uncles point guns at her, she's not afraid.
"But Wen Zao is afraid, he's afraid you might get hurt..."
Wen Qiyang's words made Little Xixi look up. She seemed somewhat puzzled as she looked at the tall man in front of her, yet his calm and emotionless eyes showed no joy or worry.
Just as she was about to say something, Wen Qiyang squatted down, and with strong hands, he grasped Little Xixi's shoulders, bringing the little three-year-old girl face to face with him.
"Therefore, unless you become strong enough, strong enough to protect yourself and not be easily caught and used to threaten Wen Zao, you will never be able to stand openly by his side and face all difficulties and dangers with him."
"You will only become his burden and liability!"
Wen Qiyang's words were cruel, yet realistic.
