Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter

After a quick breakfast, Gu Chu went to Hengdian to look for her mother.

Song Chen took Gu Chu Out. Zhao Yan stared at the door for a long time until there was no trace of the car in his sight. Then he shook his head silently.

He was still worried about Song Chen, the big CEO of Song Corporation, who came to visit every now and then.

He went back to the kitchen and prepared milk, bread, sandwiches, eggs, and porridge. He went upstairs and knocked on Lin Xiaozhou's door to wake him up for breakfast.

Lin Xiaozhou played games for the whole night.

As an excellent streamer, Lin Xiaozhou was bound to play in the new season of the game. He did not sleep the whole night and stayed up until dawn before he finally ranked top.

At this moment, Lin Xiaozhou was lying on the bed, sound asleep like a pig.

Zhao Yan pushed the door open and entered. He put down his plate and went over to call Lin Xiaozhou. "Wake up."

Lin Xiaozhou buried his head in the pillow, revealing a head of curly yellow hair. He kicked his legs in a daze and said in a bad tone, "Lemme sleep for another two minutes... I don't wanna eat breakfast..."

Zhao Yan said patiently, "Eat something before you sleep."

"I don't wanna... Zhao, let me sleep more. I was so tired from last night... My arms are sore, my waist hurts... I don't feel well anywhere..." Lin Xiaozhou was in a daze. He pressed the pillow on his head to block out the noise outside. His voice was tired and lazy, like a feather scratching Zhao Yan's heart.

Zhao Yan saw that the thin light blue blanket had been kicked away. Lin Xiaozhou was sleeping on the bed. The outline of his back was slim, and his slim figure could be seen through the white shirt.

There was also that part of his waist that was inadvertently exposed, pale and delicate. 

And under his waist...

Zhao Yan's gulped, and his usually resolute eyes were slightly wavering. 

He bent down and continued to wake Lin Xiaozhou up.

Ten minutes later, Lin Xiaozhou, who had been lazing in bed positions, finally sat up from the bed. His hair was everywhere, and his eyes were gloomy. He was pretty gloomy as he got out of bed. 

Zhao Yan said, "Get up and eat."

Lin Xiaozhou went crazy and said angrily, "Ahhhh!! Can't you let me have a good night's sleep?! Zhao! You're literally like my mother!!"

Zhao Yan smiled and did not say anything.

...

On the other side, Gu Chukai happily got into her father's car.

The black luxury car was filled with the faint fragrance of fresh peaches.

It was almost August, and the peaches were ripe. Song Chen personally picked a basket of fresh peaches from the orchard at home, ready to give them to Gu Manxi for a taste.

Gu Chu was chewing on a peach in her left hand, while her right hand was using her phone to send a WeChat message.

Song Chen took a glance out of the corner of his eye and asked, "Chuchu, are you texting Mom? Tell her that we'll be there in an hour."

Gu Chu shook her head. "I'll tell Mom later. I'm currently chatting with Brother Cheng Qi."

Song Chen narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing through them.

It's that little thief Cheng Qi again!

He was chatting with her precious daughter every now and then, and he always came to their house to look for Chuchu! This Cheng Qi was most likely up to no good! He must be thinking that Chuchu was too cute and wanted to become her future husband!

Song Chen gritted his teeth in secret. No Way! I absolutely can't let that little thief Cheng Qi succeed!

The Cheng family was fighting their own battles, and Old Master Cheng's illegitimate children were everywhere. Chuchu was Song Chen's most beloved daughter, so how could she marry into a family that was forever chaotic?! She would get bullied! 

Song Chen thought to himself that he should ask Cheng Qi out to meet him one day and teach him about the law of minors! 

After a while, Gu Chu finally put down her phone and ended the conversation with Cheng Qi.

Song Chen pretended to ask casually, "Chuchu, what do you and Cheng Qi usually talk about?"