Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

"Classmate Gu, can you add a WeChat?" The boy's voice rang in his ears.

Gu Chu looked up, it was a tall boy with glasses.

Gu Chu showed a gentle smile: "No, sorry."

The boy was very sorry and scratched his head: "My family is also rich, so I can ask you easily, do you have a boyfriend?"

Gu Chu shook his head, trying to keep his elegant appearance as much as possible: "My family doesn't agree with my puppy love."

The boy left in frustration, it seems that Goddess Gu Chu thinks that I am not rich enough

Gu Chu continued to paint. She is very talented and can learn everything very quickly.

After a class, half of the sunflower picture had been drawn. The professional class teacher nodded and praised Gu Chu in public. Gu Chu pretended to be embarrassed and smiled, secretly urging the get out of class bell to ring quickly.

The morning painting class ended quickly.

Gu Chu packed up the paint and drawing board, and finally heard the school counselor say that the school will hold a charity party this Saturday, and all the students will participate. It is best for girls to wear dresses and boys to wear suits, because some celebrities will donate money to the school, hoping that the students will show their best state to them.

"Gu Chu, you will also attend the charity party, right?" Gu Chu was about to leave the classroom when Zhou Qianqian stopped him.

Gu Chu frowned.

This woman is so annoying, I really want to slap her to death.

Zhou Qianqian arrogantly said: "Or, you dare not participate?"

Gu Chu's mouth curled up: "Whether I participate or not is my own business, not yours."

Zhou Qianqian's best friend smiled and raised her voice: "Look, you really don't dare to participate. Because Mr. Song Chen and his wife will also attend, some people are very guilty."

Gu Chu: ? ?

My parents are going to a charity party?

"Our school is a top university in China. Every year, people from the community donate money and materials to the school. My family is relatively poor and only donated 10 million to the school." Zhou Qianqian chuckled, "Mr. Song Chen from the Song Group is generous. Generous, donated a modern building and 100 top-end computers to the school, which is said to cost over 100 million yuan. In order to thank these bosses, the school held a charity gala and specially invited them to attend."

Gu Chu was stunned!

What, my dad wasted 100 million in a blink of an eye!

This prodigal dad!

Seeing Gu Chu's slightly surprised eyes, Zhou Qian smiled.

Looking at this expression, it is a guilty conscience. This is a bad thing, afraid of running into Song Chen's wife at the charity party, right?

"Gu Chu, you better do it yourself."

Zhou Qianqian walked away with a smile with her best friend with an attitude of watching a good show.

Zhou Qianqian was certain that Gu Chu would never attend this charity party.

Song House, at night.

Gu Chu asked his father at the dinner table: "Dad, you donated a building to the school?"

Song Chen nodded: "Yes, you are studying at Kyoto University. I discussed it with your mother, and you still want to donate a building to the school."

Gu Chu: "."

"There is also a charity party on the weekend. Your mother and I are going to attend." Song Chen said, "Just in time, it should be announced that you are my daughter and the heir of the Song family. When you graduate, the entire Song family will be handed over to the public. You. I'm getting old and want to retire."

Gu Chu resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "How old are you?"

"Recently, I feel more and more exhausted and not in good spirits." Song Chen said solemnly, "At the beginning, my father believed that you were a smart child and would be able to manage the Song family well. Come to the company when you have time, and father will teach you."