Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Gu Manxi did not say a word. Last night, she looked up the information about the so-called Royal Kindergarten and seriously considered the events which had been happening recently. She gradually understood that this might be a trap.

She was kind, but not stupid.

“Mom, I happen to be free today. I can go to the kindergarten with Chuchu.” The door opened and Zhao Yan, who was dressed neatly in casual clothes, walked in. He was tall, and his eyes were cold and stern. He looked quite dignified.

Tang Chunxiu was stunned and quickly stood up. “Yan, you actually took the initiative to come home! No matter how much I urged you in the past, you refused to stay at home. Come and have some breakfast.”

Zhao Yan stopped staying at home at a young age. He rented an apartment near the company. It was convenient for him to work, and it was also convenient for him to meet that person.

Throughout the year, Zhao Yan could rarely come back home. When he returned home yesterday, he mainly wanted to see his sister who had been lost for 18 years.

Zhao Yan still had some kinship with Gu Manxi. He still remembered that when he was very young, his sister would always chase after him and call him “Brother” non-stop. When he saw the five-year-old little Chuchu yesterday who was cute and lively, Zhao Yan felt a tenderness in his heart.

“Mom, Chuchu hasn’t woken up yet?” Zhao Yan sat down at the dining table.

He had returned to the Zhao residence today and wanted to accompany her to visit the kindergarten. Zhao Yan felt uneasy and felt that things were not that simple.

Tang Chunxiu’s eyes flickered. She cannot have Zhao Yan follow her to check out the kindergarten, so she said, “Chuchu is still upstairs. I’ll get Manshi to call her-”

Before she could finish her sentence, a loud clanging sound suddenly came from upstairs.

Then, Gu Chu burst into tears.

Gu Manxi’s expression suddenly changed, and she could not control her legs as she rushed upstairs. “Chuchu!”

Zhao Yan’s gaze also changed. He glanced at his mother, turned around, and followed Gu Manxi upstairs.

In the pink princess’room, the floor was covered with sparkling glass shards, and the air was filled with the smell of fresh blood. Poor little Gu Chu was on the ground. Red beads of blood appeared on her white feet, and she was wailing helplessly.

Beside Gu Chu stood Zhao Manshi, whose face was full of shock.

When Gu Manxi saw this scene, her eyes almost went black, and her heart felt like it was in her throat. Ignoring the glass shards on the floor, she hurriedly ran over and picked Gu Chu up. “Chuchu, don’t be afraid. Mommy will take you to the doctor.”

Gu Chu wailed loudly. Her eyes were red as she hugged Gu Manxi’s neck. “Boohoo…”

“What’s going on!” Zhao Yan caught up. When he saw the blood on the ground, his eyes suddenly turned cold as he questioned his sister, Zhao Manshi.

Zhao Manshi was also quite helpless. She pretended to be kind and asked Gu Chu to get up. In the end, this little girl refused to get up. She wouldn’t get up unless Manshi carried her.

There was nothing she could do. Zhao Manshi could only suppress the impatience and disgust in her heart. She pretended to be a good aunt and bent down to pick up Gu Chu who was lying on the bed.

However, just as she carried her, Zhao Manshi’s arm suddenly felt a strange pain. She subconsciously let go. Out of nowhere, the vase beside the bed fell to the ground, and Gu Chu fell from her arms as well…

Things happened too quickly. Before Zhao Manshi could react, the little girl had already started to cry loudly.

“I-I don’t know either.” Faced with her brother’s questioning, Zhao Manshi was afraid of being misunderstood. “Brother… This vase suddenly fell…”

Zhao Yan’s face was cold. Beside him, Gu Chu, who was crying in his mother’s arms, said sobbingly, “Uncle, uncle… It’s not auntie’s fault. It’s Chuchu’s fault.”

“It might be Chuchu’s fault,” Zhao Manshi lowered her head slightly. Her eyes instantly turned slightly red and she looked guilty.. She apologized softly, “but it’s also my fault for not taking good care of her.”