Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

It was said that Grandpa Song was old and desperately wanted to have a great-grandchild.

Cheng Qingyun thought, if she had the Song family’s child, Song Chen would have no choice but to marry her. Even if Song Chen was heartless and refused to marry her, with a child by her side, Cheng Qingyun could still live a carefree life and be rich for the rest of her life.

For some reason, the face of the five-year-old girl appeared in Cheng Qingyun’s mind.

Cheng Qingyun felt uneasy.

The identity of this little girl was too suspicious…

“Strange, why hasn’t Yuezhi replied to my messages yet?” Cheng Qingyun sat down by the carved window lattice. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and her brows were tightly knitted together.

After Cao Yuezhi moved to Wang Entertainment, in order to show the importance that Wang Entertainment placed on Cao Yuezhi, they piled all kinds of resources on her. With the support of many resources, Cao Yuezhi’s popularity rose to a whole new level.

This also caused Cao Yuezhi to be even busier.

She even had very little time to chat with Cheng Qingyun.

Without getting Gu Chu’s DNA, Cheng Qingyun wasn’t sure about the relationship between Gu Chu and Song Chen. She was always on tenterhooks. However, Cheng Qingyun didn’t panic. Even if it was proven that Gu Chu was really Song Chen’s child, she could still make the child disappear from the world.

After all, a five-year-old child was too fragile. There would always be accidents around her.

“Miss Cheng, the car is already downstairs.” The maid knocked on the door respectfully to remind her.

Cheng Qingyun put down her phone. Her beautiful eyes darted around. She took off the pearl necklace around her neck and bent down to take out a faded ruby necklace from the drawer. This necklace had a simple design and wasn’t worth much. It was an old-fashioned piece of jewelry from more than ten years ago.

However, this ruby necklace was Cheng Qingyun’s greatest source of confidence.

“Let’s go to Grandfather Song’s birthday banquet.”

Cheng Qingyun put on the faded old-fashioned ruby necklace and lifted the hem of her golden gown. Like a gentle fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, she stepped into the waiting luxury car.

It was hot in August in the capital. At dusk, all kinds of celebrities gathered at the Song manor. Grandfather Song’s eightieth birthday party was about to begin…

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Before the sky turned dark, intoxicating music flowed in the luxurious European-style manor.

The sparkling and translucent fountain, the fragrant champagne tower, and the gorgeous men and women who toasted each other, dancing between the green trees and stone slabs. The banquet hall was elegant and lively.

“You guys wait here. Don’t follow me.” Gu Chu said to the two tall bodyguards in black with a straight face, “Just wait here. I want to go to the garden to speed up the plo- I mean, go to the garden to pick flowers.”

These two bodyguards were specially assigned to Gu Chu by her father.

People came and went at the banquet. Song Chen was currently the face of the Song Group, so he had to communicate with all the dignitaries. Gu Chu could not sit still. She sneaked out to play. The two bodyguards obeyed the boss’s instructions and followed her closely.

“Miss Chuchu, the president said–”

“Wait for me here. I’ll be back in half an hour.” Gu Chu put her hands on her waist. “If you follow me again, I’ll cry.”

The two bodyguards looked hesitant.

They knew how important this five-year-old girl was to President Song, but the girl had a bad temper and did not want anyone to follow her. It was very difficult for the two of them. However, the garden was Grandfather Song’s permanent residence and had all the necessary security facilities.

If the little girl barged in, there shouldn’t be any trouble.

The corners of Gu Chu’s lips curled up. She lifted up her little pink skirt and ran with her cute little shoes. She passed through the lush shade of the trees and ran into the depths.