Chapitre 1892: The Home She Wanted

"Compared to a kid who had never seriously practiced shooting before, I thought I would definitely win. Unexpectedly, he came up and picked up his gun before shooting perfectly…"

When Xia Jinyuan was 12 years old, the father and son always fought by competing with each other in push-ups or chin-ups. Xia Jinyuan always thought that the reason why he had good stamina was because he often competed with his old man when he was young.

"I won, and he lost. Unfortunately, he still wanted to deny it. I quit and cried loudly in the shooting range. My dad was afraid of embarrassing himself, so he finally agreed. He was the one who started the bet and he was the one who set the rules. In the end, he still went back on his word. How could I not be angry?"

Xia Jinyuan remembered this too. Although the past memories were still vivid in his mind, it was still the past. He was 14 then and was now 26. It had already been 12 years.