Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

“It’s only a matter of time before a little movie queen joins our company.”

Wang Tiancheng slowly exhaled a smoke ring. He narrowed his eyes and thought of his biggest competitor in the industry, Song Chen. He could not help but feel irritated and rubbed his temples.

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At night, the lights outside the window were bright, and the room was filled with joy.

Song Chen came over to steal his share of food again.

The family of three enjoyed a delicious dinner.

Gu Chu played with her phone as she ate. Her chubby little face was filled with a cute smile. Gu Manxi looked at Gu Chu with a reproachful look. She reminded her in a gentle voice, “Chuchu, don’t just play with your phone. You have to eat.”

Song Chen coughed slightly. “Chuchu, eat.”

Gu Chu raised her phone and waved it. “I’m chatting with Brother Cheng Qi.”

She hadn’t started her art homework yet, so she threw the complicated and practical work to Cheng Qi without thinking. The young master of the Cheng family, who was busy with work every day, didn’t refuse the five-year-old child and started to do the work himself.

Gu Chu was very grateful and called him “Brother” without even blinking an eye.

However, Cheng Qi was very busy. He said that he could only spare one hour a day to do the manual work.

Therefore, every night, Cheng Qi would send a WeChat message to Gu Chu, showing her the progress of his daily art homework. Unknowingly, Gu Chu had gotten used to chatting with Cheng Qi every night and checking her homework remotely.

“Chatting with Cheng Qi?”

The speaker didn’t mean it, but the listener took it seriously. Song Chen’s radar beeped. His handsome brows furrowed slightly as he sensed something strange again.

Gu Chu tapped on her phone screen and nodded. “That’s right. Brother Cheng Qi is such a good person. Every time I run into trouble, he will definitely help Chuchu. I really like him.”

Song Chen’s face fell. His head was like an old-fashioned train that was puffing out smoke.

The alarm went off!

If he was trying to curry favor for no reason, he must be up to no good. The young master of the Cheng family had approached his precious daughter several times. What was he trying to do? Could it be that he thought his daughter was too good-looking and wanted to reserve her as his wife in advance?

Song Chen was in a very bad mood. Song Chen lowered his voice and whispered into Gu Manxi’s ear, “Be careful of this Cheng Qi. There’s a high chance that he has taken a liking to our daughter. The Cheng family is constantly fighting among themselves. If he marries Chuchu, Chuchu won’t have a good life.”

Gu Manxi was speechless. She whispered, “There are still two months before Chuchu turns six. She’s still young. The young master of the Cheng family is also underage. Don’t let your imagination run wild.”

Sometimes, Gu Manxi would get really crossed. In her memory, Song Chen was cold, overbearing, and cunning. When did he turn into this talkative and simple man beside her?

“I’m not letting my imagination run wild. I trust my instincts,”Song Chen said seriously.

Gu Manxi said, “Young Master Cheng saved my life before. Don’t make wild guesses, or I’ll get angry.”

Seeing that his wife was about to get angry, Song Chen couldn’t bring up this matter anymore. He just wrote down his guesses in his little notebook again and secretly swore to protect his daughter at all costs. He had to protect her childhood, and be on guard against those little bastards who wanted to take advantage of her.

Song – a slave to his wife- Chen also thought to himself, “I also have to be wary of those boys of the same age at the Kindergarten! Especially that little fatty called Ye Sichen. I have to be especially wary of him!”

The dinner ended.

Gu Manxi suddenly covered her nose and sneezed softly, her head feeling a little dizzy.

On the other side, Song Chen and Gu Chu both raised their heads at the same time, showing a rather worried expression.