Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Those bitches who bullied me before, the Cheng family, the Song family, the Zhao family, and Gu Manxi, I would make them kneel at my feet one by one and kowtow to admit their mistakes.

"Mrs. Ming, I have admired you for a long time." The dignitaries in the capital shook hands one after another, courteously drawing in relationships.

"This is your daughter and future son-in-law, she really looks like a man."

There was a burst of polite chatter around.

Many people had already recognized Cheng Qingyun, but they came forward to greet him and made polite remarks without showing any signs of expression. In this world, power and wealth are the kingly ways, which can cover up the once humble past.

Gu Chu just finished eating the small cake.

Then I heard the crystal curtain shaking, and a gentle and elegant voice came.

"President Song, long time no see." Cheng Qingyun said, "I came with Gu Chu, you really care about this child."

Gu Chu put his chin on his shoulders, he came to the gym to show off so soon.

Gu Chu turned his head and saw that Cheng Qingyun was standing three meters away from Gu Chu. Her face, which was almost similar to Gu Manxi's, was still gentle and elegant, quiet and beautiful. Gu Chu knew that Cheng Qingyun was imitating Gu Manxi——

But Gu Manxi's gentle and quiet beauty is the temperament in her bones, and it is the character endowed to her by the author of the original abuse novel.

No matter how much Cheng Qingyun imitated, she could only imitate the surface.

"Aunt Cheng, hello." Gu Chu took the initiative to say hello, "There are milk tea cakes and cookies here, Aunt Cheng, would you like some?"

Cheng Qingyun looked at Gu Chu in disgust.

Whenever she sees this little bastard, she hates it deeply.

He obviously looks like a five or six-year-old child, but nothing good will ever come out of that mouth. And those eyes that pretended to be innocent, clearly full of calculation and cunning! It must have been taught by Gu Manxi behind his back.

What kind of mother teaches what kind of children.

"No, thank you Chuchu." Cheng Qingyun was disgusted in her heart, but the tenderness on her face remained undiminished.

Gu Chu blinked: "Aunt Cheng, please sit down. I heard from Uncle Song that you have a serious heart disease. Standing for a long time is not good for your health. If you die, Chu Chu will become a suspect."

Cheng Qingyun said lightly: "My heart disease is almost healed."

"Huh? Can congenital heart disease be cured?" Gu Chu was surprised.

Cheng Qingyun sneered.

It was her bargaining chip to win sympathy by pretending to be sick, but now there is no need to continue to pretend to be sick. She no longer pretended to be in front of Song Chen, but only looked at Song Chen coldly: "Mr. Song, I'm so high above you, I'm afraid you can't imagine that I, who was abandoned by you, can make a comeback."

Song Chen ignored the woman and poured Gu Chu a cup of warm milk tea.

Cheng Qingyun said: "President Song, when I come back this time, I will definitely repay the kindness you gave me back then."

Back then, Song Chen made her the laughing stock of the entire capital!

Now, she must make Song Chen pay a terrible price!

Ming's group has strong financial resources, and her fiancé's family is also powerful. Under the oppression of these two big families, no matter how powerful his Song Chen's company is, it cannot withstand the huge financial oppression!

She wants to make Song Chen regret it!

She, let Song Chen kneel and beg her for mercy!

"Do you really think you can trip me?" Song Chen smiled.

This woman, he was deceived by lard at the beginning, so he thought she was a beautiful and kind woman.

Obviously, the girl who saved me when I was a child was kind and beautiful.

"Let's wait and see." Cheng Qingyun sneered.

Cheng Qingyun has already wiped away all traces of her childhood, and her current identity is so impeccable that no one can detect it!

Now Ming Dongmei of the Ming Group believes that she is her sister's daughter without any doubt.