Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

This Saturday, there is no one in the kindergarten.

At first glance, it looks like a grave, but it has the liveliness of a kindergarten.

Gu Manxi had lingering fears, and always felt that this was not just a simple kindergarten. Although the park is full of problems, but it can still stand, maybe there is an unshakable force behind it.

Gu Manxi didn't stay any longer, and secretly took a few photos and sent them to Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan is firmly rooted in Kyoto, and he should be able to investigate something.

Gu Manxi returned from the original road, and was stopped by a car at an intersection not far from Zhao Yan's apartment. When the car window opened, Tang Chunxiu's charming face was revealed, and she called her gently: "Manxi, I was going to come to you, but I didn't expect to meet you at the intersection. Where are you going?"

"Go to the hospital to get some medicine, Chuchu's foot injury hasn't healed yet." Gu Manxi didn't want to talk much with Tang Chunxiu, she remembered Zhao Yan's advice to stay away from Zhao's family if she could.

Tang Chunxiu opened the car door, still looking kindly. She held Gu Manxi's hand lightly, her eyes instantly burst into tears, and her voice choked, "It's all my mother's fault for accidentally hurting Chu Chu. Manxi, don't blame my mother. I, me, hey. I just want to make up for you."

Gu Manxi's expression was not very natural.

I want to ask about the kindergarten, but I really can't say it.

Tang Chunxiu said again: "The relatives of the clan are very happy to know that you are back. Your second uncle, do you remember? He loved you the most when he was a child. When he found out that you came back, he was so excited that he burst into tears, saying that it was the ancestors. Liezong bless our Zhao family."

"Your second uncle and the others are here tonight. You should at least see them. Child, you are the flesh that fell from your mother's body. Do you still doubt your mother?"

Gu Manxi couldn't bear it, was half persuaded and half pulled by Tang Chunxiu, and took him into the car.

The green light turns red at the intersection.

Instantly busy.

Gu Chu rarely had free time to be alone, and huddled in the room to play on the computer.

White and tender fingers tapped on the keyboard, lines of code appeared like flowing water, firewalls were breached one by one, Gu Chu sat up straight, and no longer had the innocence of a five-year-old child.

She is the king who was born silently in the dark.

No one noticed.

Time flowed unknowingly, and when the sun shining through the window turned golden, Gu Chu realized that it was already dusk.

Gu Chu twisted his neck, moved his muscles and bones, and walked out of the room: "Mama, Chu Chu is hungry and wants to eat custard buns." Gu Manxi went to the suburbs to find the kindergarten in person, and at this point, he should have returned early. home.

However, no one responded.

The apartment was empty, only Gu Chu's clear voice echoed. Gu Chu stood there for two seconds, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to call Gu Manxi.

Beep beep, the phone is turned off.

Gu Chu slapped his forehead, speechless!

I'm too stupid and easy to be deceived, what should I do! Online wait, very urgent.

According to the plot of the original book, Gu Manxi is probably going to be trapped by the Zhao family now, so he will give it to that greasy President Li!

I thought Mama you would at least be a little wary!

Gu Chu hurriedly called Zhao Yan. With the sound of beeping, Zhao Yan answered the phone after half a minute, "Chuchu, my uncle is still in a meeting—"

"Uncle! Mama is gone!! Woohoo!!" Gu Chucai didn't care whether he was in a meeting or not, and started crying without saying a word.

Tears all over my face, my heart beats my hands and feet!

If I hadn't been a five-year-old baby, I would have been carrying an airplane cannon to save people!

I want to be reborn as a five-year-old baby for Mao! Can't do anything except cry and be cute!

Chuchu: Dozens of seniors cry and cry, is it the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature? ? ? ?