Chapter 143 - Tough Love
Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter
âAfter all, sheâs only five years oldâ¦â Doctor Li shook his head in disapproval.
For a long time, Doctor Li had been Cheng Qingyunâs personal doctor. Even the medicine that could induce angina in a short period of time was provided by Doctor Li.
Cheng Qingyun narrowed her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. âIf you donât help Me, you can leave at any time.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Doctor Li sighed and did not say anything else. He left the ward with the medical equipment.
Cheng Qingyun, who was deep in thought, was left behind.
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On Monday morning, Gu Manxi was going to the studio to take promotional photos. Zhao Yan and Lin Xiaozhou had their own matters to attend to. The task of sending Chuchu to kindergarten was originally given to Nanny Zhao, but someone intervened and took the initiative to take the job.
âIâll send Chuchu to kindergarten. Donât worry,â Song Chen said with a smile.
Gu Manxi glanced at this person unhappily.
Why hadnât she noticed before that Song Chen had a face that was comparable to a bulletproof vest?
Gu Manxi didnât plan to continue her relationship with Song Chen for the time being, but Song Chen came every now and then to brush up on his presence and even used the excuse of âmaking up for the lack of fatherly loveâ as an excuse.
It was guilt-tripping at its finest.
Gu Chu carried the Peppa Pig backpack on her back, tied two fluffy ponytails, and wore cute childrenâs clothing. She was also there to support her father. âMommy, donât worry. Chuchu will study hard today and improve every day.â
Gu Manxi rubbed her daughterâs cute little face and sent Gu Chu to Song Chenâs car.
Before Song Chen left, he suddenly changed the topic and said to Gu Manxi in a serious tone, âManxi, Iâm lost.â
Gu Manxi was a little confused. âYouâre lost?â
Song Chen said in a serious tone, âThatâs why you should give me directions to your heart.â
Iâm Lost. Can you give me directions to your heart?
Gu Manxi was speechless.
In the car, Gu Chu, who was wearing her seatbelt, rolled her eyes as well. Stupid Dad, can you please read less of those cheesy pickup lines? Those were just plain stupid, and she had no energy to ridicule them.
Song Chen happily got into the car and said goodbye to Gu Manxi. He then drove his precious daughter to kindergarten.
In the car, Gu Chu could not help but ask Song Chen, âUncle Song, I heard from Mommy that youâre the big boss, and youâre very busy every day. But why do you have so much time to play with Chuchu?â
Song Chen took out the declaration of a successful father from his heart and taught his daughter, âChuchu, time is like water in a sponge. As long as youâre willing to squeeze, thereâs always more. Iâm just using the time when other people are drinking coffee to send Chuchu to school.â
Good heavens, even Lu Xunâs famous words were used.
âChuchu, study hard. Donât let your mother work too hard. She has been too busy recently and has lost a lot of weight. Uncle Song will send someone to deliver some soup for her. Chuchu, make sure your mother finishes it, understand?â Song Chen began to educate Gu Chu.
Gu Chu: â⦠got it.â
President Songâs pursuit of his wife was quite real. There were no flowers, luxury cars, or yachts, only the care and concern for his beloved.
To a certain extent, Gu Chu liked the simple and unadorned care from her father. Gu Manxi did not need the glittering crown and diamonds. She needed to have a shoulder to rest on when tired.
They soon arrived at the kindergarten.
This was a very good private kindergarten in the capital. The entrance was bustling with luxury cars. Gu Chu had just gotten out of the car when a joyful call drifted over. The chubby boy at the same table ran over to hold Gu Chuâs hand. âChuchu, Chuchu, good morning. I brought a sweet cake made by my auntie for Chuchu to eat.â
Song Chenâs head went black!
Where did this brat come from? How dare he hold my daughterâs hand?!