My Father Would Have Killed Me

Ning Xi was teaching the little bun patiently, and they were really enjoying themselves while emitting a cozy aura. Intermittently, Zhuang Rongguang who was just standing aside, intervened here and there.

"Baby, are you ready?"

"Mommy, I can do it now." Little Treasure nodded.

"Alright, let's try! Control your breathing. Aim the three points in a line…" Ning Xi guided beside him.

Little Treasure held the gun in his hand, standing up straight. Due to his height, he had to adjust his angle upwards as he aimed at the target.

Zhuang Liaoyuan, Zhuang Zongren, and Lu Tingxiao, who had been chatting, now all turned their attention to the little guy.

Zhuang Liaoyuan and Zhuang Zongren's eyes brightened when they saw Little Treasure's posture and his grip on the gun.

Zhuang Zongren looked surprised. "This little boy... I didn't expect his wrist strength to be this good…"

Zhuang Liaoyuan nodded. "His stance is solid as well."