Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Cheng Qingyun came to find Song Chen today mainly to find out the identity of this child.

With Song Chen’s personality, it didn’t seem like he would get along with a child at all.

“This is Chuchu. She’s…” Song Chen paused. “She’s the child of my business partner.” Song Chen didn’t intend to reveal Gu Chu’s true identity for the time being. There were too many unknown variables, and he and Gu Manxi hadn’t gotten along yet.

Not revealing the child’s identity was the best way to protect her.

Cheng Qingyun nodded slightly. “I see.”

Business partner?

What a vague and unclear term. It was obvious that Song Chen did not want to reveal Gu Chu’s identity.

However, the more he tried to hide it, the more unusual it was. Cheng Qingyun looked at Gu Chu gently. She had to find someone to investigate the little girl’s true identity. If the little girl’s identity threatened her position, then even if she was only a five or six-year-old child, she would not show mercy.

Cheng Qingyun squatted down and looked at Gu Chu. She introduced herself amiably, “Hello, Chuchu. I’m Cheng Qingyun. You can call me Sister Cheng. I’m your Uncle Song’s fiancée, not his personal chef.”

Gu Chu seemed to understand, but se did not. She tilted her cute little head and said, “I don’t know what a fiancée is.”

“A fiancee means the person you’re going to marry,” Cheng Qingyun declared. “I’ll marry Uncle Song in the future. If you like my chicken soup, I’ll make it for you in the future.”

Gu Chu smelled the fragrance of green tea.

Song Chen looked deeply at Cheng Qingyun and carried Gu Chu back to the sofa. “Aunt Cheng is joking. Uncle Song won’t marry her.”

Gu Chu’s index finger rested on her chin, and her beautiful little eyebrows furrowed. She did not seem to understand what the adults were saying. Cheng Qingyun’s expression changed slightly. She had announced to the public that she was “Song Chen’s fiancée” for five years, and today was the first time that Song Chen had denied this relationship to outsiders.

However, Cheng Qingyun did not dare to object.

She knew very well how fake this so-called engagement was. Song Chen was an unattainable tree of power. She was weed who relied on that tree to survive. The reason why Song Chen did not expose this fake relationship to the public was because he felt a little sympathy and guilt for Cheng Qingyun.

Cheng Qingyun was very smart. She knew how to use Song Chen’s guilt and sympathy to gain the greatest benefit for herself. Therefore, she had to be gentle, generous, kind, patient, and pitiful. She had to be a “good wife”.

“Your body is weak, so it’s not suitable for you to run around. I’ll get the driver to send you back.” Song Chen stood up.

Cheng Qingyun had a self-deprecating look on her face. She lowered her head slightly, looking like a pitiful Cinderella who had done something wrong. “Okay, then I’ll go back first. You have to take good care of yourself. Don’t tire yourself out. You’ll never be able to earn all the money. Don’t be like me, who has a broken body — AH–”

Cheng Qingyun suddenly frowned. She clutched her chest in pain, and her body swayed. The pain spread from her heart to her entire body, causing her lips to turn white.

She had congenital heart disease and angina. Coincidentally, she had “an attack:!

Song Chen walked forward and said in a serious tone, “I’ll get Old Song to bring you back to the hospital.”

Cheng Qingyun’s eyes were moist. She looked at Song Chen lovingly and said, “Brother Chen, I’m afraid of injections. Can you accompany me…” before she could finish her sentence, Gu Chu, who was on the sofa, suddenly cried out in pain. She clutched her stomach and rolled on the sofa.

“Chuchu’s stomach hurts. Ahh… Chuchu is going to die. I’m going to die!”