Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Cheng Qi had actually noticed his presence a long time ago. Cheng Qi had an extraordinary sense of danger, which was an ability brought about by his previous life.

Cheng Qi used to be a prosecutor.

He was a world-class prosecutor.

He only hunted international fugitives. Once he made a move, no one could escape from his grasp -- except the Ace of Hearts.

He keenly sensed that the passenger in black was watching him.

Cheng Qi was not surprised at all. He was not flustered either. It was probably another b*stard who wanted to kill him. Someone hired a killer and wanted to leave his body in the freezing snow mountain.

Cheng Qi did not have any pressure to deal with such a small fry.

He was about to move when his gaze suddenly froze --

He saw Gu Chu step on the snowboard and rush to the side of the man in the black coat. Gu Chu took off her goggles and greeted the black-shirted passenger enthusiastically. He even sat down on the empty bench next to him.

"How reckless!" Cheng Qi was secretly anxious. "You're only six years old!"

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On the other side, Gu Chu was sitting on the empty seat next to the American tourist.

"Hello, Uncle. Why aren't you skiing?" Gu Chu shook her feet. "If you don't know how to ski, I can teach you. I'm amazing at it. You'll know it after learning it for a while."

The American man revealed a fatherly gentleness on his face. They met again, the cute little Chinese girl.

The American man said, "I know how to ski."

"That's great. Can you ski with me?" Gu Chu blinked her eyes. Her eyes were clear and clean, like a deer in the mountains. Gu Chu had practiced this kind of gaze in front of the mirror for a long time. It was very destructive she could always get what she wanted with this look.

To put it simply, it was called -- acting cute.

A six-year-old girl acting cute made one's heart tremble.

The American man's gaze slightly swayed, and he seemed to see his own daughter in a trance. His heart softened. He put on his ski gloves and held Gu Chu's soft little hand. "Let's go. We'll go skiing together."

"Yay!"

Like Father and daughter, the two played happily in the ski resort, laughing and smiling.

Not far away, Cheng Qi looked unamused.

What was she doing?

She was on the edge of danger. Couldn't she tell that this American man was not an ordinary person? She even went over to talk to him and even went skiing with him! For a moment, Cheng Qi did not know whether to be angry or jealous. His heart was sour. He really did not know what Gu Chu's little head was thinking.

He could only watch in agony.

Gu Chu and the American man had skied for half an hour. Gu Chu was exhausted and panting. Her little face was flushed. A gust of cold wind blew, and Gu Chu couldn't help but cough violently.

The American traveler's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly brought Gu Chu, who was coughing, to the side to rest.

He patted Gu Chu's back with both hands skillfully and handed her hot water. "Quick, drink some!"

The warm honey water flowed down her throat and warmed her entire body.

"Chuchu, you've been coughing. Are you sick?" The American traveler asked nervously, his dark blue eyes filled with worry. Gu Chu wiped the water from the corner of her mouth and handed the flask to the American man. She shook her head. "I just accidentally choked on the wind. I'm very healthy. I got full marks in all the physical tests in school."

It was not an exaggeration to say that in the youth class, Gu Chu's physical strength was much better than those nerds.

The American man was finally relieved.

Even though he was playing with the child, the American man did not forget his job as an assassin. He had accepted a high-priced mission to kill the young master of the Cheng family within three days. But at the same time, he also noticed that Gu Chu and Cheng Qi were together.

The American man couldn't bear it. Could it be that this cute little girl was also the illegitimate daughter of the Cheng Family?

"Chuchu, did you come skiing with your brother?" The man asked.

If Gu Chu was really Cheng Qi's sister...

How could he bear to kill a six-year-old child?

Gu Chu quickly shook her head. "No, Brother Cheng Qi isn't my biological brother. Recently, my mother was busy with work and no one accompanied me to play, so Brother Cheng Qi brought me skiing."

The man secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, this little girl wasn't related to the Cheng family by blood. When he killed Cheng Qi, he would think of a way to send this little girl down the snowy mountain.

"Chuchu, why didn't your father bring you here to play?" The man was also quite curious. The tourists who came to ski on the snowy mountain were usually a family. Their parents would accompany their children to play. Yet Chuchu's parents weren't around, but Cheng Qi was.

"I never had a father. I heard from Mommy that my father drowned a long time ago." Gu Chu drooped her Little Head, and the corners of her eyes were wet. "Uncle, you're just like my father. I like to play with you."

Her acting skills were impeccable.

In a certain building in the capital, Song Chen suddenly sneezed.

The employees in the meeting room all expressed their blessings.

Song Chen waved his hand, suspecting that it was Wang Tiancheng, that b*stard, who was cursing at him.

Damn it, if I don't bankrupt your Wang Corporation, my surname won't be Song!

"Continue to exert pressure and control the online public opinion," Song Chen ordered. "Within three months, purchase Wang Entertainment."

The employee: "Yes, President Song."

In the ski resort, after hearing Gu Chu's narration, the American man became more and more fond of this poor little girl. At such a young age, she had never had the care of a father. She was a pitiful and sensible child.

Gu Chu was tired from playing and wanted to go back for dinner.

She stood up and bid farewell to the man. She was filled with anticipation as she asked if they could play together tomorrow.

Looking at the little girl's clear eyes, the man smiled and nodded. He touched Gu Chu's fluffy hat and said, "Tomorrow, I'll ski with you. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow. Bye-bye!" Gu Chu happily circled around on the spot. She said goodbye to the American man and hopped back to look for Cheng Qi.

Cheng Qi was in a bad mood.

His expression became colder.

He held Gu Chu's little hand and strode out of the ski resort. They ate dinner in the small wooden house. The restaurant had sent over a small, fragrant hotpot.

At night, it was snowing heavily outside the window. The small wooden house was warm. The fire was burning brightly. The ingredients in the pot were boiling and rolling. The tempting aroma of the hotpot spread in the small house. Bobo put the tripe, duck intestines, shrimp, lotus root, potatoes, pumpkins, and radishes into the pot.

Bobo was so hungry that he was drooling. He picked up the duck intestines with his chopsticks and put them into the pot. "Chuchu, remember to put the duck intestines into the pot for seven seconds. You can eat it in seven seconds."

Gu Chu held her small bowl. "Give it to me! I want to eat duck intestines!"

"And this tripe. You can't cook it for too long, or it will get very tough." Bobo acted like a big brother. He didn't let the weak and young Chuchu touch the dangerous hot pot. Instead, he helped Gu Chu scoop up the ingredients personally.

He put the duck intestines into Gu Chu's seasoning bowl.

In the cold winter, Gu Chu liked to eat spicy food to resist the cold. In her sauce bowl, she put garlic paste, sesame paste, sesame oil, Sichuan pepper, bean paste, cilantro, etc. Most importantly, she also put a lot of bright red chillis!