C93 Men I don't care for

Lowering his head, he did not want anyone to see his disappointment and weakness. Lan Long clenched his fists and stood there quietly. It was only then that she realized the lunchbox in her other hand had been flattened by her fist.

With a silent laugh, he threw the lunchbox into a trash can not far away.

Her tears fell. "Looking back, my face is clear and bright." Dad..