10 Years Later:
...
Long Xiatian ran up to her father in a burst of tears.
Long Jie scooped her up in his arms. He swept her dark hair over her shoulders and wiped the waterworks from her tear-stained cheeks. "What's wrong?" he questioned softly.
His daughter rubbed her blue eyes. "Ken and Kun coloured my doll orange...and..they laughed at me."
Long Jie consoled her gently, whispering soft words before visiting his sons. Long Xiatian was the fourth, right after a pair of auburn-haired twin boys and the eldest son, Long Yat-sen.
He then walked over the studio room, also a playroom used by his children.
Holding his daughter, he loomed over his mischevious boys. With blazing eyes, he looked at them, almost saying, 'what have you done to my princess!'
His three sons, who were sitting and laughing, froze and looked up at him; they shivered.
