Lan Ting pursed her lips tightly and looked up at LAN Quan. Her little hands were covered in sweat. Sometimes, people were strange. They clearly hated him, but when the mature man placed his hand on his head, his heart twisted and yearned for more fatherly love.
Before this, Lan Ting had fantasized countless times about the scene of her first interaction with her father. It was nothing more than kicking him hard, or not calling him father even if he was beaten to death. She had to make him understand that if he never appeared in his world, he would not care for his father!
But at this moment, Lan Ting's heart suddenly tightened. She looked up at the man who was talking to her with a smile."If you die, what will happen to your mother?"
LAN Quan smiled with interest and caressed his son's face, " believe it or not, your mother and I are destined to be inseparable. God will agree to me marrying your mother.