A crisp and melodious voice rang out. Chen Dashan looked up and saw a girl in a light green dress running up, hugging Tao Yucheng's arm, with a sweet smile on her face.
Her big, watery eyes scanned Chen Dashan and his companions, her gaze curious and clear, filled with spiritual energy.
Tao Yucheng patted his daughter's hand, beaming: "This is my wild little girl. Ling Bo, aren't you going to greet these uncles and elders? Just like a little bird let out of its cage, only thinking about having fun."
Although Tao Yucheng's tone was one of disapproval as he looked at his daughter Tao Lingbo, it couldn't conceal his doting affection.
"Hello, Uncle Guo. Hello, Uncle Zhang. This gentleman isn't an uncle, is he?"
Tao Lingbo's gaze fell on Chen Dashan's face. Immediately, she smiled with eyes curved, teasing. Chen Dashan found this charming girl quite likable and smiled politely: "Miss Tao."
"Nonsense!"
