Jiang Liu isn't the kind of person who casually talks about love and affection. Similarly, no one speaks sweet words every day either.
Whether it's friendship, family, or love.
It must be said, as Jiang Liu's daughter, Xueyu's personality is indeed very similar to Jiang Liu's in this aspect.
So, when Jiang Liu suddenly spoke these words, it completely took Xueyu by surprise.
Moreover, when faced with Jiang Liu suddenly expressing his love for her, Xueyu felt a tremor in her heart, entirely unsure of how to respond. Embraced by Jiang Liu, Xueyu felt utterly stiff.
Puchi!
Just when Jiang Liu felt he might have found the right method to communicate with Xueyu, suddenly, an intense pain exploded in his shoulder. Xueyu's gun directly pierced through his shoulder.
"I hate you, I don't love you at all, I hate you!" Looking at the gun that had pierced through Jiang Liu's shoulder, Xueyu shouted loudly, retreating step by step.
