Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Zhao Yan swept over Zhao Manshi, then turned to look at Gu Chu, who was constantly pumping.

The five-year-old baby, there was an uncontrollable fear in those bright red eyes, tears welling in her eyes, but she never dared to look at Zhao Manshi's aunt, obviously she was afraid of something. Stubbornly biting the corners of her lips, she tugged tightly around Gu Manxi's neck, as if she felt safe in her mother's arms.

Zhao Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew that Chu Chu's injury had nothing to do with Zhao Manshi.

"Manxi, the family doctor hasn't come to work yet." Zhao Yan said, "The glass may get stuck in Chu Chu's feet. I'll drive you to a nearby hospital."

Gu Manxi's fingers were trembling, his eyes were red, and his face was ashen: "I'm sorry, big brother."

Zhao Yan took Gu Manxi's mother and daughter and quickly drove to the nearby hospital.

Hearing the wind, Tang Chunxiu walked upstairs and saw the mess in the room. Tang Chunxiu said with disapproval: "Manshi, even if you don't like this little evil, there will be a chance to clean her up in the future. Now Manxi still treats us. It's not too trusting, you will make her suspicious, and it will also make your brother and your father dissatisfied."

Obviously, Tang Chunxiu knew her daughter best.

Zhao Manshi was really aggrieved this time. She stomped her feet and said angrily, "Mom, this time is really an accident. I picked her up at the time, and somehow... Oops, I really can't explain it!"

Zhao Manshi recalled the scene at that time, as if he really picked up the child and threw it to the ground. Coincidentally, the glass bottle also hit the ground

But she really had no intention of harming the child, and she still didn't want to attack a child.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to clean up the room." Tang Chunxiu sighed, "When your sister comes back, apologize to her properly. It must be sincere."

Zhao Manshi nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

On the other side, Zhao Yan drove to the hospital.

Gu Chu's feet really hurt. In order to let silly Baitian's mother fully understand the true face of the Zhao family, she went out of her blood.

"Mama, Chu Chu's feet hurt so much" Gu Chu nestled in Gu Manxi's arms, tears welling up. The wound on his foot was still bleeding, and no one dared to stop the bleeding easily because he was worried that there was glass slag in it.

Drops of bright red blood stabbed Gu Manxi in the eye, and Gu Manxi almost burst into tears.

"Brother, please drive faster." Gu Manxi's voice was hoarse and his fingers were shaking.

Zhao Yan drove in front and said calmly, "There are still a few minutes." After a pause, Zhao Yan suddenly asked, "Chuchu, tell my uncle, did you really accidentally hurt yourself?"

Zhao Yan said, his eyes have been looking at the rearview mirror.

He saw Gu Chu's small body trembling, his dark eyes were water stained, and tears were falling, and he said, "It was Chu Chu accidentally hurt, and it has nothing to do with my aunt. "

Gu Chu knew that his uncle was smarter and better at observation.

Now, her helpless five-year-old is a poor, secret victim. Uncle, please ask a few more questions! I can still wear it!

Zhao Manshi is a blooming white lotus in the original work, good at pretending to be weak and selling miserably. Maybe it was because she was jealous that the female customer, Gu Manxi, was better looking than herself, or maybe there were other reasons. In short, Zhao Manshi framed Gu Manxi a lot in the original book.

Gu Manxi, a silly, sweet and abusive heroine, was murdered again and again without realizing her sister's hypocrisy, and regarded Zhao Manshi as her own sister.

"At the beginning, tell the truth to my uncle, don't be afraid." Zhao Yan clenched the steering wheel and said in a low voice, "Uncle will call the shots for you."

Gu Manxi raised his head and frowned slightly: "Brother, what do you mean?"

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