No Intentions Toward Tan Mo

As expected, Wei Keli did not dare to move anymore.

Compared to bearing the whipping, it was more important to still be a Wei family member.

Wei Keli trembled from head to toe and was nervous as he knelt.

SHOO!

Butler Zhu whipped Wei Keli.

AAAHHHH! The scream showed how painful and miserable the whipping was.

Without protection from his clothing, the whip directly hit his flesh.

Wei Keli experienced the great pain of his flesh splitting open.

Li Xiangrong cried and fell into Wei Zhijian's embrace. "It is going to leave scars!"

Old Madame Wei wasn't worried at all. "Cosmetic treatments are so advanced now, what does such a little scar matter? Take care of it well and the scar left behind will be very faint. How simple it is to do a scar removal then. Moreover, would a man mind such a small scar?"