After He Ze left, Little Chen walked up to Mr. He. "Grandpa, we were wrong."
Mr. He patted his shoulder. "Don't do this kind of thing again. If the villagers find out, they won't just laugh at your father, they'll mock you boys too."
Little Chen nodded. "I know, Grandpa."
Mr. He glanced at Gao Cuiyun. "Hurry up and take the children to bed. It's the middle of the night."
"Okay."
After Mr. He went back to his room, Gao Cuiyun asked Little Chen, "Why did you do that?"
Little Chen fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, his eyes filled with hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "I just felt like they got off too easy. That woman is pregnant now. If I wasn't thinking about you all, I'd really want to go and kill her."
Gao Cuiyun's heart leaped in shock. She never imagined Little Chen would harbor such extreme thoughts. She quickly grabbed his hand.
