The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 182 You Are Our Child
As soon as Tao Ti was in a hurry, the strength in her hand became stronger, and the thread was broken by her!

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

Hua Jinyan hurriedly chased after him, Tao Bin joined in the fun and followed suit, Cheng Guodong and Qin Xin reacted and also chased after him.

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

Tao Tiancheng never dared to show his face, fearing that the little girl would think of him as a bad person again, so he hid behind the corner wall and peeked at the little girl playing in the yard.

Tao Ti exclaimed, "It's hooked!"

Seeing the kite hanging on the tree, Tao Tiancheng rushed out without hesitation, and jumped up the tree in twos or twos.

Tao Bin, who originally wanted to climb the tree, was a step late, and applauded in amazement, "I didn't expect my father to be strong! My dear father is amazing!"

After taking off the kite, Tao Tiancheng hurriedly covered his face with the kite.

Although he is serious in the company, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but at home he is a vest and sweatpants, with a muscular body and a fitness expert.

So the youngest son's physical fitness is not good, and the first thing he thought of was to send him to Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts.

It was a little late for Tao Tiancheng to hide, Tao Ti had already seen him.

Tao Ti froze in place, motionless.

Seeing that she was afraid, Hua Jinyan stood in front of her to protect her, comforting her softly: "Don't be afraid, no one can bully you."

Tao Tiancheng: "..."

It's over, scaring the little girl again!

Tian Leran has been watching the children play on the window sill upstairs. Seeing her son scaring her little granddaughter, she hurried downstairs. Seeing her hurrying, Tao Mo chased after her.

……

In the living room, Tao Ti was sitting on the sofa, Hua Jinyan was sitting beside her, Cheng Guodong and Qin Xin were protecting the two children in the middle.

On the opposite side was the Tao family, Tao Mo, Tian Leran, Tao Tiancheng, Liu Mingzhu, Tao Shen, Tao Bin, all present.

At this moment, Tao Tiancheng lost the composure of a domineering boss, but was flustered, with no place to rest his hands, worried and nervous looking at Tao Ti, who lowered his head and tightly pursed his lips.

As the head of the family, Tao Mo sighed, and spoke first: "Take him as your fan daddy, he has no malicious intentions, don't be afraid of him."

Tao Ti kept her head down.

She can see the flowers on the top of the man's head, which are in full bloom, and she can dance when she sees herself.

She knew that the man liked her and had no malice towards her.

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

—— "She is my daughter, and has nothing to do with you two!"

Tao Ti also remembered that when his grandfather passed away, the grandfather who turned into a spiritual body said that he was not his real grandfather.

She couldn't tell whether it was her mother who sold herself, or...

Tao Ti clenched the hem of her clothes tightly, and suddenly said, "Am I sold to you?"

She raised her head and stared at Tao Tiancheng with those clear and bright eyes.

Tao Tiancheng's breath stagnates.

How insecure is this child, that his first reaction was to think he was being sold?

Tao Tiancheng shook his head, trying to calm down his voice, and explained: "No. You were transferred by bad guys when you were just born, and the bad guys sold you to your adoptive parents in the mountains. They are not your real parents, you are A child of our family. Little Taotie, I am your father, dear father."

Tao Tiancheng pulled Liu Mingzhu who was beside him, "She, she is your mother, my own mother."

Tao Tiancheng pointed to Tao Mo and Tian Leran, "They are your grandpa and grandma."

Tao Tiancheng finally pointed to Tao Shen and Tao Bin, "They are your real brothers."

There was too much information, Tao Ti's big eyes were in a state of emptiness, and she looked over one by one in a daze, her little hands subconsciously clutched the hem of the clothes tightly, very hard, only heard a "squeak", and the clothes were torn by her grip!
(End of this chapter)