Lan Ting understood that the uniformed soldier who stood beside her mother and was a head taller than her mother was her father, but for some reason, she didn't feel any excitement or agitation in her heart. Instead, she felt especially hateful!
She hated him for never appearing, hated him for bullying her mother, and there were too many things to hate.
Lan Ting silently turned her head around, her two small hands holding the gun, trying to hit the target. Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
……
He finished all the bullets in his gun and vented his emotions.
Ten chains!
The bodyguards, who were standing at the side with their hands behind their backs like cold statues, couldn't help but like him. This kid was talented, not to mention LAN Quan, who couldn't control his tears. That was his son, a son that made people proud!