The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

The Ghost Enforcer seemed eager to accomplish something, bringing a small mirror to Little Taotie and letting her see the image within.

Little Taotie blinked, looking at the two babies in the mirror. Seeing the babies with their toothless smiles, she also smiled.

The Ghost Enforcer saw the superhuman strength girl smile and sighed in relief, "Mission accomplished!"

Little Taotie gave him a thumbs up, "Uncle, you’re amazing!"

The Ghost Enforcer awkwardly waved his hand, "Then I’ll take my leave."

Little Taotie reached into her pocket, pulling out a piece of chocolate, "Uncle, can you eat this?"

The Ghost Enforcer’s eyes showed desire, but quickly, as if wary of something, he suppressed it and immediately shook his head and hands, "No, no, no, this is precious. How could I enjoy it..."

Little Taotie saw his face, clearly on the verge of drooling while stubbornly refusing. Confused, the little girl tilted her head in thought, squatted down to place the chocolate on the ground, and ran off, "Ghost Enforcer Uncle, I have a scene to shoot and can’t chat with you anymore. If you don’t want the chocolate, give it to someone else. Bye-bye!"

Seeing Little Taotie run far away, the Ghost Enforcer Uncle slowly approached the piece of chocolate.

He lowered his head, took a deep breath, and the chocolate shrank visibly until it disappeared.

The Ghost Enforcer’s face gradually lost its hazy gloom, replaced by a warm glow, and his vague features became clear, although they continued to change, taking many forms.

He lifted the small mirror to reflect his face.

Each face was one he had used before.

A reincarnation, each time with a different appearance.

The small mirror was borrowed from Meng Po; he needed to return it soon.

...

Meng Po sat in a rocking chair, fanning herself, with a cut watermelon nearby. The pink flesh and pale seeds of the melon weren’t fully ripe, but its low sweetness and high moisture were Meng Po’s favorite taste.

A familiar person had offered this tribute to her.

She found it surprising, every time after drinking the soup, in each reincarnation, he could still remember her.

"Master," the Ghost Enforcer made a bow in tribute.

Meng Po lifted her eyelids, surprised for a moment, but quickly understood and closed her eyes, "It’s a fortune for you too. Leave the mirror and go."

"Yes, master."

The Ghost Enforcer respectfully placed the mirror beside the watermelon, leaving quietly without making a sound.

After the Ghost Enforcer departed, Meng Po opened her eyes, pouting her little mouth, no longer appearing enigmatic. Her face transformed into a young girl’s appearance, with faint sorrow in her eyes, muttering softly, "That little girl doesn’t even think of honoring me, the one who puts in the most effort!"

Late at night.

Little Taotie felt hot, sweating all over, reached for the bedside cabinet, and turned on the lamp.

In the dim light, she saw someone eating melon.

Little Taotie rubbed her eyes, the scent of watermelon wafting to her nose, not overly sweet, but that light, refreshing watermelon aroma.

"Meng Po?"

"Call me Sister."

Little Taotie blinked, nodded obediently, and in a soft voice called, "Sister Meng Po."

"Remove the words ’Meng Po’; those words are really annoying, making people think I’m an old granny!"

"Hehe..." Little Taotie covered her mouth and snickered, then sweetly called out, "Sister~ Can I have a piece of melon?"

Meng Po gave her a sidelong glance and snorted, "That Ghost Enforcer gets chocolate, and not only do you not share it with me, you want to eat my watermelon, dream on!"

Little Taotie blinked, tilting her head to look at her for a while.

Meng Po couldn’t handle the cute kitten-like gaze and, annoyed, pushed a slice over, "Fine, fine, eat away, little greedy cat!"