The Three-Year-Old Fortune-Teller Storms the Military Base to Find Her Dad

[Period Setting] [Light Mysticism] [Adored Little Baby] [Cold, Stern Regiment Commander Dad] [Face-Slapping and Villain-Bashing]

Three-year-old Xiao Putao was sent down the mountain by her master. "Your dad is Zhao Yuzhou, the commander of the Night Eagle Regiment in the 985th Military District. Go find him."

As soon as she reached the train station, she saved a senior officer who was having a heart attack, but people mistook her for a little con artist.

Her letter of introduction was lost, and so was her father's photo. Panicking, Xiao Putao climbed aboard the train on her little legs.

When she looked up, she saw a handsome uncle in military uniform with a righteous air about him.

Xiao Putao's eyes lit up. She wrapped both arms around his leg.

"Daddy! I finally found you!"

On his way back from a mission, Zhao Yuzhou suddenly found a little bundle of joy clinging to his leg.

The little girl could heal illnesses, cure poison, catch ghosts, and tell fortunes. She also kept pointing at him with her soft little finger and sighing. "Daddy, there's a little green on your head."

Zhao Yuzhou: "???"

Back at the military housing compound, the little girl blinked her big eyes and pointed at his wife in name only. "Daddy, there's a baby in that auntie's tummy, but it's not yours."

Then she tugged at his sleeve, pointed at his daughter, and leaned close to his ear to whisper:

"This big sister... might not be your real daughter either."

Zhao Yuzhou: "...?"

Later, everyone in the military compound knew that the cold-faced, fearsome Commander Zhao had a little shadow following him around.

The little shadow might be small, but she was clever beyond her years. She not only chased away his fake wife and fake daughter, but also turned the Zhao family's bad luck around!

Grandma Zhao hugged the little girl and chuckled foolishly. "Good granddaughter, come live with Grandma in the capital. Your father is a grown man, and he stinks!"

Zhao Yuzhou: "…"

Is there really someone who'd steal his daughter right in front of him?