Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Before the operation, Song Chen was ordered to wait in the safe area.

Song Chen made up his own mind about the "bullyed and pitiful" appearance of his precious daughter, and made up the scene where Gu Manxi was worried that his daughter would not sleep at night, Song Chen felt distressed.

After the rescue was over, Song Chen rushed over immediately.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, she is not injured." The doctor bent over and put a coat on Gu Chu. It was cold in the mountains, and Gu Chu, a five-year-old baby wearing thin clothes, could catch a cold easily.

Gu Chu put on his coat obediently.

The off-road vehicles gathered and started to rush to Kyoto. Gu Chu held the hot water handed over by the doctor and drank it with a sip. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Song Chen who was sitting next to him.

Daddy dog ​​has been watching her.

Come to think of it, Daddy Dog already knew that he and Gu Manxi had a five-year-old baby.

Song Chen was young, and he had already experienced countless magnificent scenes. At this moment, facing his precious daughter, he was a little cautious.

Don't know what to say.

Life is really amazing sometimes. In just one day, he and Gu Manxi met again; in just one day, he unexpectedly discovered that there was still his own blood in the world.

The little life, the crystallization of love, sits obediently beside him. She looked so petite, so lovely, so fragile, as beautiful as the first flower in the morning.

He had met Gu Chu several times before, why didn't he find out at the time that this little girl looked a little like Gu Manxi?

"uncle."

"uncle?"

Song Chen heard Gu Chu calling him.

Gu Chu opened his snow-white palms: "Can I borrow your mobile phone? I want to call Mama."

Song Chen was silent for a while, and handed over the phone.

I thought to myself, what is your name, uncle, I am your father.

Gu Chu took over the phone and called Gu Manxi to report safety. The mother and daughter chatted for five or six minutes. After Gu Manxi hung up the phone, he went to the kitchen to make Gu Chu's favorite milk cake.

"Thank you uncle." Gu Chu smiled sweetly.

He took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped the phone carefully, and then returned the phone to Song Chen.

Song Chen was slightly surprised: "Why do you need to wipe your phone?"

Gu Chu said sincerely, "Uncle has a habit of cleanliness. Chu Chu's hands are very dirty, so they need to be wiped clean." As he spoke, Gu Chu moved away from Song Chen, for fear of soiling the noble President Song.

Song Chen: .

In fact, I can correct this problem of cleanliness.

I have absolutely no cleanliness with my wife and daughter.

The off-road vehicle was bumping, and there was still half an hour to get home. There was a strange silence in the car, Song Chen was thinking about all kinds of words in his mind.

After holding it for a long time, Song Chen finally asked, "Chuchu, do you want to know where your father is?"

Song Chen thought, let Gu Chu be mentally prepared by using [Dad] as the topic first.

When the time is right in the future, she will confess to Gu Chu the truth that she is her biological father.

Song Chen thought, I am good-looking, have money and power in my family, hold a lot of power in Kyoto, and can cook delicious pasta. Gu Chu will definitely accept such a flawless father.

"Of course I know where my father is." Gu Chu held the water glass and sneered in his heart.

Set close?

It's too late, daddy.

I gave you the opportunity to be my dad before, but you don't cherish your cleanliness. Now I won't let you be my father so easily and make you regret it too much!

Song Chen's heart moved: "Do you know where your dad is?"

Gu Chu nodded: "My dad is dead."

Only to find that the third chapter of this book has not been passed on...

careless me...

crying T﹏T