Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Gu Chu’s brows furrowed in suspicion.

She ran over with her short legs and handed her a towel. She even called out sweetly, “Mommy, Chuchu and Uncle Song are here to visit you.”

Gu Manxi was drenched in artificial rain. Her entire body was wet and her fingers were cold. Seeing her precious daughter, Gu Manxi was afraid that the water on her body would touch Gu Chu’s body. She hurriedly said, “Chuchu, go to the lounge and wait for Mommy. I’ll change into dry clothes first before coming over to accompany you.”

Zhao Manshi said, “Sister, I’ll go change with you.”

Zhao Manshi followed Gu Manxi’s footsteps. She did not forget to turn around and glance at Gu Chu. There was a smile in her eyes. “Yo, this child of yours seems to have gained weight again. Her cheeks are chubby.”

Gu Chu: (◦`~´◦)

What exactly is Zhao Manshi planning?

I haven’t seen her for a long time. She has changed her appearance, and she has such a good relationship with my mother now?

Gu Chu had no choice but to go back to Manxi’s personal lounge first. Song Chen was sitting on a chair. His slender fingers were holding a sharp fruit knife. He held a big, delicious peach and sat upright, peeling the peach with a serious attitude.

Song Chen’s ability to peel fruits had improved by leaps and bounds. Peeling and peeling, the peach meat was cut into neat little pieces. Toothpicks were used to poke them one by one, making them convenient to eat.

When Gu Chu saw her father happily peeling peaches, she was filled with emotions and did not know how to complain about them.

Creak~

The door to the lounge opened, and Gu Manxi and Zhao Manshi, who had changed into their usual clothes, walked in.

Gu Manxi took off her makeup. Her long black hair draped over her shoulders, and her figure had become thinner compared to a few days ago. Her appearance had become even more beautiful.

Gu Chu opened her arms and called out for Manxi. Gu Manxi beamed and bent down to carry her. Her beautiful eyes were slightly surprised. “Chuchu, you’re indeed a little heavier. Manshi just told me, but I didn’t believe it.”

Zhao Manshi smiled. “I told you. Chuchu’s face is chubby. She must have gained at least five pounds.”

“You’re good at this.”

“That’s right — by the way, Sis, I asked my assistant to make two cups of ginger tea just now. have some to keep warm.”Zhao Manshi smiled, “The man-made rain on the set is so cold. Next time, I’ll give the director a suggestion to turn up the temperature of the water.”

Gu Chu watched as the two beauties talked and laughed.

She thought of a few words — “Best friend”, “Sister”, “Soulmate”.

Gu Chu rested her chin on her hand and carefully observed Zhao Manshi. She had a sharp and discerning eye. If Zhao Manshi was really up to no good, Gu Chu would definitely be able to pry something out. However, Gu Chu looked up and down. Zhao Manshi looked completely innocent.

There was no plot, no conspiracy. There was only admiration for Gu Manxi. It was as if she really treated Gu Manxi as her elder sister.

“Strange…”

Gu Chu scratched her head. Did my aunt really become a good person?

What the hell happened while I was away?

Just as Gu Chu was racking her brain to guess, Song Chen, who was peeling peaches, put down his fruit knife. The fruit knife made a crisp sound when it touched the fruit plate. Song Chen used his voice to remind Gu Manxi — don’t ignore me, I’m here.

Gu Manxi finally saw song Chen. The smile on her face faded a little. She hugged Gu Chu and sat down next to Song Chen. She looked at the peaches on the fruit plate and said, “You don’t have to help me peel them. I’ll do it myself.”

Song Chen, the high and mighty boss, should be handling business, not peaches.