Supremely Talented Tyrant

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Crack!

Hao Jian was visibly confused, digging at his ear!

What?

What did you say?

"There's a parent-teacher conference at school this afternoon where all the students' fathers and mothers will come together. But I don't have a father, can you pretend to be my dad?"

Tongtong pouted, her eyes red and teary within her vibrant gaze, her little face conveying a mix of dejection and hope as she spoke.

She didn't want to be labeled as the child with no father. Even if she never voiced it, in her heart, she still cared, more or less.

"Tongtong, what are you talking about? Uncle Hao Jian just got off work and is really tired, how can you bother him with this?"

Sister Lan had just brought out a bowl of porridge from the kitchen when she overheard Tongtong's request to Hao Jian and immediately chided her angrily.

Tongtong pursed her lips again, tears glistening in her eyes as she hung her head and fell silent, looking wronged.

Hao Jian paused, seeing Tongtong's sad face, he felt a twinge in his heart, and then said with a smile:

"Ruo Lan, it's fine! I have the day off tomorrow anyway, and the parent-teacher conference doesn't start until afternoon, right? I can still get some sleep."

Hao Jian was very fond of Tongtong, so faced with such a request at the moment, he couldn't refuse!

"You... you agreed?" Ruo Lan was taken aback, she hadn't expected Hao Jian to actually say yes.

"It's just a small effort, what's there to disagree with?" Hao Jian replied with a smile, then pinched Tongtong's little cheek:

"Besides, this is a request from my little princess, how could I not agree?"

"Cheap uncle, can I call you daddy now?" Tongtong asked eagerly, her face lighting up with excitement upon hearing his words.

At that moment, both Hao Jian and Ruo Lan were startled, and then Ruo Lan's eyes began to well up with tears immediately.

"Is it not okay?"

Seeing Hao Jian not responding, Tongtong thought he didn't agree and her little white face immediately showed a disheartened expression.

Hearing her words and seeing her face, Hao Jian felt even more melancholic.

She was still just a child, yet unable to experience even a day of fatherly love; this was already an extraordinarily cruel thing.

"Of course it's okay, from now on I'm your godfather."

Hao Jian held Tongtong in his arms, unable to bear seeing her upset. This child was in such need of love, and all he could do was to try to fulfill her small wish as much as possible.

"Really?" Tongtong froze, then lifted her little head, her beautiful eyes brimming with surprised tears, and then turned back to look at her mother:

"Mommy, can I call Cheap Uncle my daddy?"

Ruo Lan's eyes also couldn't help but grow moist; she covered her mouth, struggling not to let the tears fall, and nodded vigorously:

"Yes... you... can..."

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Afterward, Ruo Lan and Tongtong headed to the school first, both mother and daughter dressed with care. The pair, one tall, one small, immediately attracted the attention of many as they walked through the campus.

"Tongtong, Daddy will just go to the restroom first, and then I'll come to your class," Hao Jian said, feeling the sudden urge to use the bathroom.

"Okay." Tongtong obediently responded, walking into the classroom with Ruo Lan.

But no sooner had she sat down than a chubby boy approached, slapped his hands down on Tongtong's desk, and said arrogantly:

"Hey, Ma Zitong, didn't you say your dad would come to the parent-teacher conference? Where is he?"

"My dad's in the bathroom, he'll be here in a bit!" Tongtong huffed, clearly disliking the chubby boy.

"Keep dreaming. You always say your dad will come, but it's only ever your mom who shows up. Heh heh... you're just a wild girl who was born with a father but not raised by one!" the chubby boy sneered.

"I'm not a wild girl; my dad will definitely come!"

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Tongtong's little face flushed with anger, her big eyes brimming with tears, yet she insisted on believing Hao Jian would definitely come back because Hao Jian had never lied to her before.

At this time, Ruo Lan also frowned slightly, but after all, the other party was just a child, so she didn't say anything.

At that moment, a voluptuously dressed, corpulent middle-aged woman came over, seized Wang Xiaotao's hand, and dragged him to her side:

"Xiaotao, how many times has Mommy told you not to make friends with poor people, why don't you ever listen?"

At the same time, she gave Tongtong and Ruo Lan a look of disdain.

Feeling looked down upon like that, Tongtong immediately felt aggrieved and said:

"I'm not his friend, it was he who kept pestering me."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman scoffed and said, "What a joke, what status does our Xiaotao have, and what status do you have? Some wild girl from who knows where, our Xiaotao would pester you?"

"I'm not a wild girl!"

Upon hearing those words, Tongtong immediately burst into tears!

Ever since kindergarten, her classmates had always called her the wild girl without a father, so Tongtong was particularly sensitive to that label.

Ruo Lan's pretty face turned extremely pale at this moment, looking at Tongtong with immense pity!

"Alright, Tongtong! We won't cry, Mommy has told you, you have to be strong! Got it?" Sister Lan's tear-filled eyes smiled as she spoke to Tongtong!

Tongtong obediently nodded her head, wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, pouted her small mouth, and said stubbornly:

"Mommy, Tongtong knows! Tongtong will definitely be strong!"

"Good girl!" Watching this scene, Ruo Lan felt an even deeper surge of heartache!

The middle-aged woman, upon seeing this scene, curled her lips and showed a face full of contempt and disgust:

"Oh! Being strong? Can strength be eaten? A widow and a wild girl, no matter how strong you are, what's the use? Tell your daughter not to pester my son in the future, otherwise, don't blame me for not being polite! Our Xiaotao will not be friends with your kind of poor losers!"

At this time, Hao Jian had just come back from the restroom and saw a middle-aged woman bullying Ruo Lan. His face instantly darkened, and he quickly stepped forward, shielding the mother and daughter behind him.

The middle-aged woman, upon seeing Hao Jian glaring at her, was initially startled, but then let out a cold laugh.

"Oh! Are you the wild man this widow found? You've come at the right time, from now on, keep this wild girl away from my son. Our family and you poor people are not the same, you know. Our Xiaotao will go abroad for school right after finishing elementary, and I don't want him to make friends with poor ghosts and be laughed at abroad."

The middle-aged woman's words were full of bitterness and contempt, and her expression seemed to place herself far above, undisguised in her revulsion and disdain.

Hao Jian was taken aback and then, looking at Tongtong's face full of tears, he immediately understood what was happening!

At that moment, a sinister curve formed on Hao Jian's lips, and he said flatly:

"For an adult to speak such nasty words to a child, don't you think you're going too far?"

"Too far? I'm only stating a fact! Aren't you just a bunch of dead poor ghosts? Look at how your daughter is dressed, how tacky. Her whole outfit probably doesn't even cost two hundred, does it? You know what our Xiaotao wears?

Dolce & Gabbana, one article of clothing costs over five thousand. Can you afford that? Your daughter with her poverty-stricken appearance wants to be friends with him, does she match up?" the middle-aged woman mockingly retorted without restraint.

The middle-aged woman's words were like swords, piercing the hearts of Ruo Lan and Tongtong, casting a forlorn shadow on their pretty faces!

A mother and child, with no one to defend them, were left to be bullied!

The look in Hao Jian's eyes flashed sharply; this was the first time he encountered such a mean and harsh woman:

"Madam, by your appearance, you seem to be an educated person! I wonder if you've ever heard of a story called 'The Emperor's New Clothes'?"

Hmm?

The woman was taken aback, then furrowed her brow in disgust and said, "No!"

"Since you haven't, then you're the fool!" Hao Jian shrugged, mimicking the look of someone watching a fool!

It was then that the middle-aged woman realized what he meant, anger and shame flushing through her chubby face:

"You… You poor trash, how dare you insult me?"

"Insult you? Although I don't hit women, if you dare to say one more word, I may just have to make your fat face bloody!" Hao Jian's eyes flashed ominously, followed by a stern shout:

"GET OUT!!!!"