The Real Heir

The person whom Ghostfear couldn't do anything about was Wei Qing.

His other brothers should be beaten up. There was nothing that a beating could not resolve.

If one meal of fists didn't work, two meals would do, especially the naughty Little Six. He had really suffered a lot from his fists.

However, Ghostfear had never been able to do anything to his sensible brother, Wei Qing.

Wei Qing knew how to pretend to be weak.

He did not do anything and just smiled at his brother. The innocence in his eyes could always defeat his brother immediately.

"Brother."

Wei Qing pushed his wheelchair out.

Ghostfear could not move his feet.

If he took another step, what if his brother fell out of the wheelchair when he was anxious?

As a big brother, he really had endless worries.