Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Cheng Qingyun was shocked, why was Gu Chu here!

However, when he saw Old Master Song, who was cold to him, after seeing Gu Chu, he immediately showed loving eyes and said with a smile, "Then grandpa, I will have this marble table replaced some other day, the abominable table, actually put us on the table. It hurt at first."

Gu Chu giggled.

Old Man Song lovingly patted Gu Chu's head: "It really hurts, do you want to find a doctor?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, hehe, Chu Chu is not afraid of pain." Gu Chu tilted his head and stuck out his tongue to make a face.

The scene where one old and one young get along is warm and beautiful.

Cheng Qingyun only felt dazzling!

She had always suspected that Gu Chu was Song Chen's child. If it was true, it meant that she would never have a relationship with the Song family.

Gu Manxi's bitch will take his place, log into the splendid Song family, and become the much-anticipated Mrs. Song

Gu Chu picked up the newly added fruit tea that Old Man Song had added, and stared at Cheng Qingyun curiously with his big black eyes: "Aunt Cheng, are you ill?"

Cheng Qingyun frowned slightly: "At the beginning, you are not allowed to curse."

"Chu Chu just accidentally heard that Aunt Cheng is sick and is going to die." Gu Chu said with a smile, "The doctor said that you should take medicine when you are sick, stay in the hospital, and don't run around. Aunt Cheng, you have taken medicine. ?"

Cheng Qingyun gritted his teeth secretly.

It was said that Tong Yan had no scruples, why did she feel that this little beast was scolding herself for being sick!

Gu Chu picked up the teacup, and walked to Cheng Qingyun obediently and sensible: "Aunt Cheng, this is the fruit tea that Grandpa Song brewed. It's good for your health. Auntie, you are sick, drink more fruit tea."

Cheng Qingyun disliked it too much.

I won't touch the cup you've drank from!

"No, thank you Chuchu." Cheng Qingyun took two steps back.

Gu Chu wanted to give it to her, but when he stepped forward, he suddenly didn't hold the cup, which wet Cheng Qingyun's gorgeous golden evening dress.

Gu Chu was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Yes, I'm sorry! Chu Chu wipes you."

With his dexterous fingers swept across Cheng Qingyun's belt, before Cheng Qingyun could speak, he heard a slight sound.

Ding--

The blade that Cheng Qingyun hid in the belt of the golden evening dress fell to the ground. Her belt is a carved hollow design, with a piece of Hetian jade inlaid in the center. The blade was hidden behind the white jade by her just now, and it was well hidden without revealing its legs at all - but she didn't expect it to be dropped by Gu Chu's "straight strike".

A thin blade.

Sharp, refracting silver light.

Gu Chu said in surprise: "Ah, Aunt Cheng, you are still playing with knives. I said, knives are very dangerous and can easily cut people."

Master Song put down the teacup suddenly.

Cheng Qingyun subconsciously looked at the belt.

"Do you carry a knife with you?" Old Man Song questioned seriously, moving away from Cheng Qingyun.

Cheng Qingyun was standing beside him just now and took a wheelchair.

Gu Chu held his cheeks, and his big black eyes rolled around, adding fuel to the fire: "Grandpa Song, don't blame Aunt Cheng. Aunt Cheng definitely wanted to cut the grapes with a knife to eat, so she ran to the garden to find you. But The grapes here are still unripe and sour."

"Auntie, be careful, if the knife hurts Grandpa Song, it will be bad."

Old Master Song was thoughtful.

His expression was calm, with hidden murderous intentions.

This is his 80th birthday banquet, and the guests are like clouds.

There are guests who come in with dangerous blades and are still dangling beside them! This is a great disrespect to the Song family!

Even, Old Master Song frowned secretly. Could it be that this woman is still planning to do something to me?

Cheng Qingyun: This kid is so scheming!

Chu Chu (akimbo): I just used the same method you used to deal with my mother to deal with you, you are actually angry?