The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: You Are Our Child

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: You Are Our Child

Tao Ti became anxious, and her grip unintentionally grew stronger, snapping the string!

The kite flew away, and Tao Ti chased after it.

Hua Jinyan hurried to catch up with her, Tao Bin joined in the excitement and followed, Cheng Guodong and Qin Xin reacted and also gave chase.

When Tao Shen came out holding juice and small cakes, he saw a group of people running after a kite in the courtyard.

Tao Tiancheng had been too afraid to show himself, worried the little girl would mistake him for a bad guy again. He hid behind the corner of a wall, secretly watching the little girl who was frolicking in the yard.

Tao Ti exclaimed in surprise, “It’s caught!”

Seeing the kite hanging on a tree, Tao Tiancheng didn’t hesitate to dash out and scale the tree in just a few bounds.

Tao Bin, who had wanted to climb the tree, was a step too late and applauded in amazement, “I didn’t expect dad to still be so strong! Impressive, my dear father!”

After fetching the kite, Tao Tiancheng quickly used it to cover his face.

While he was normally serious and dressed in a suit and leather shoes at the company, at home he was in a tank top and sweatpants, muscles on display, a real fitness enthusiast.

That’s why, when his youngest son’s physical condition was poor, the first thing he thought of was to send him to the Shaolin Temple to learn Martial Arts.

Tao Tiancheng hid a bit too late; Tao Ti had already seen him.

Tao Ti stood still, frozen in place.

Hua Jinyan, seeing her frightened, stood in front of her to protect her and comforted softly, “Don’t be afraid, no one can bully you.”

Tao Tiancheng: “…”

It was over, he had scared the little girl again!

Tian Leran had been watching the children play from the upstairs window sill, and when she saw her son frightening the little granddaughter, she hurried downstairs. Tao Mo, seeing her rush, followed after her.

…

In the living room, Tao Ti sat on the sofa, Hua Jinyan by her side, with Cheng Guodong and Qin Xin flanking the two children to protect them.

Across from them were the Tao Family members: Tao Mo, Tian Leran, Tao Tiancheng, Liu Mingzhu, Tao Shen, and Tao Bin—they were all there.

In that moment, Tao Tiancheng lost the composure and calm of a dominating CEO; instead, he appeared flustered and at a loss, his hands fidgeting, and he looked worriedly at Tao Ti, who was sitting with her head down, lips tightly pursed.

Tao Mo, as the head of the family, sighed and was the first to speak, “Just think of him as your ‘fan dad.’ He means no harm, don’t be afraid of him.”

Tao Ti kept her head down.

She could see the flowers on top of that person’s head, which would dance and bloom whenever they saw her.

She knew he liked her and meant her no harm.

But at the police station, Tao Ti remembered what he had said.

—”She is my daughter, and has nothing to do with either of you!”

Tao Ti also remembered what her grandfather, who had turned into a Spiritual Body after he passed away, said: that he was not her real grandfather.

She couldn’t figure out whether her mother had sold her, or…

Tao Ti gripped the hem of her dress and suddenly spoke up, “Was I sold to you?”

She looked up, her clear and bright eyes gazing at Tao Tiancheng.

Tao Tiancheng’s breath hitched.

How insecure must this child be to think her first instinct was that she had been sold?

Tao Tiancheng shook his head, trying to soften and slow his voice as he explained, “No. You were switched at birth by bad people. The bad people sold you to your foster parents in the mountains. They aren’t your real parents. You are our child. Little Taotie, I am your dad, your real dad.”

Tao Tiancheng pulled Liu Mingzhu beside him, “She, she is your mom, your real mom.”

Tao Tiancheng pointed to Tao Mo and Tian Leran, “They are your real grandparents, your real grandma and grandpa.”

Last, Tao Tiancheng pointed at Tao Shen and Tao Bin, “They are your real siblings, your real brothers.”

The information was overwhelming. Tao Ti, with her big eyes, looked blankly around, her small hands subconsciously clutching her dress hem very tightly, very hard, until with a “rip,” the dress tore!