Dressed like a cannon fodder junior sister who doesn't have enough food or clothing to keep warm?
It doesn't matter, I'm only three and a half years old, cuteness is my special skill.
Facing the mean senior sister, I blinked and asked her: "Senior sister, are you not full? Why is your face so green?"
Facing the sanctimonious elder, I asked while gnawing on the chicken drumsticks: "Uncle, your beard has turned white, has your speech become white as well?"
The entire sect was fooled by my cuteness, except for the amnesiac father I brought home.
It wasn't until he fought with his sword until he was bloody for a long time to protect me that I realized that the father I picked up was an unparalleled hero.
Later, his identity as the Demon Lord was exposed, and the entire Three Realms were shocked. My dad is not a villain!
Everyone called my father a devil, but my little body stood in front of him.
I puffed up my cheeks, put my little hands on my hips, and shouted at the group of people with a sweet voice:
"You are not allowed to bully my dad! He... He just speaks a little harshly and has a cold expression, but he will leave the only chicken leg to me and will take me to see the most beautiful lanterns! My dad is not a bad person!"
