Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter

Chapter 324 - Going To School!



Zhao Yan was trying his best to keep calm. 

After a minute of silence, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Zhao Yan calmly went out to call the nanny, Auntie Zhao, to confirm the mistake in the blood-stained sheets.

After returning, Zhao Yan saw the uneasy Lin Xiaozhou. Lin Xiaozhou was still immersed in deep guilt and self-blame.

Zhao Yan coughed slightly. "I... I forgive you."

Lin Xiaozhou's eyes widened, and there was light in them. "R-Really?!! I've been so scared for the past few days, scared that you don't want me as a brother... I swear, if I drink again in the future, I'll... I'll take your surname!"

Zhao Yan said, "Move back in."

Lin Xiaozhou scratched his head and said with a sad face, "But... But I feel really bad... I'm embarrassed to stay at your house. Maybe I should move out --"

Before Lin Xiaozhou finished his sentence, he saw Zhao Yan's expression that read, "You've already slept with me, but you still ignored my request. You're so heartless."

There was a sense of helplessness, a sense of desolation, a sense of pain, and a sense of sadness.

In short, out of guilt, Lin Xiaozhou quietly moved back to Zhao Yan's house.

Zhao was a man, and because of his mistake, he became traumatized. Lin Xiaozhou secretly planned to make it up to Zhao Yan for his sins that night... 

The past was still vivid in his mind, and he would sigh every time he recalled it. 

In his livestream, Lin Xiaozhou suppressed the surging negative emotions in his heart. He focused his attention on the game.

For some reason, as long as Zhao appeared by his side, Lin Xiaozhou would clearly feel that his attention was not focused. His heart would be pounding non-stop, and he did not dare to look directly into his eyes. Now that Zhao had left, Lin Xiaozhou's enthusiasm for the live broadcast returned.

He kept chattering non-stop as he returned back to his usual self. 

--

When Gu Chu returned from America, she did not forget to bring gifts for Grandfather Song and the others.

When Grandfather Song received the watch from Gu Chu, he immediately put it on happily. This might be the cheapest watch that he had ever worn, but it was his great-granddaughter's love for him. Tears welled up in the corners of Grandfather Song's eyes as he praised Gu Chu for being sensible.

On the other side, Song Chen also received a gift from his precious daughter... But they were... leather gloves?

On a hot day, he received a pair of leather gloves?

The leather gloves were exquisitely made. There was a thick layer of warm sable fur inside, and the outer layer was covered with pitch-black fur. It should be worth around five dollars.

"Uncle Song, I heard that winter in the capital is extremely cold." Gu Chu blinked and put on an innocent and cute face to brush off her father, "You must remember to wear gloves in winter, or else your hands will get frostbites. If you get frostbites on your hands, it will be very uncomfortable when you work."

Song Chen clutched his leather gloves, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his heart felt warm.

My daughter cares about me. She's even thinking about the future! 

It was still scorching hot, but my daughter had already thought of winter, so she bought me a pair of gloves in advance -- even though winters in the capital were not that cold.

"Thank you, Chuchu. I'll definitely wear them in winter." Song Chen was satisfied. He turned around and ran over to give Gu Manxi a call to show off.

Look, my daughter bought me gloves!

My daughter is the cutest little girl in the world!

I'm so happy! 

...

The trip to the United States came to an end. Gu Chu had fulfilled her wish to participate in the hacking competition in the United States. Her private account had received 30 million US dollars, and she had even uncovered Mo's true identity.

The busy period came to an end for now. The next challenge that Gu Chu faced was --

Going to school!


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