Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself Chapter 3

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Xu Mei, Qiao Xi’s stepmother and Qiao Rou’s real mother, was the one who spoke those words.

Twenty years earlier, just days after Qiao Xi’s mother passed away, Mr. Qiao wed Xu Mei.

Notably, Xu Mei had already borne Qiao Rou before entering the family, and Mr. Qiao insisted that Qiao Rou was his own flesh and blood.

At that time, Qiao Xi was three years old, with Qiao Rou merely two months her junior.

Put simply, Mr. Qiao cheated with Xu Mei while Qiao Xi’s mother carried her!

Upon entering the household, Xu Mei’s initial act was to abandon the clueless young Qiao Xi in the countryside to survive alone.

Qiao Xi possessed what they coveted, leading to her eventual return to the Qiao family. Xu Mei feigned excellent care and treaded lightly around her. Yet, with Qiao Xi now blamed for Qiao Rou’s miscarriage, all the hidden truths resurfaced dramatically.

“Qiao Xi! From the moment you came back to the Qiao family, I’ve sought doctors to cure your ailment. We’ve poured fortunes into tonics and medicines of every sort. You desired a spacious room, so I handed over the whole fourth floor. Ignorant from your countryside days, I hired a tutor at great expense. I spared no thought for your comfort, fearing your adjustment would falter, but how did you repay me?”

Xu Mei shrieked her accusations, “You stole my daughter’s fiancé and triggered her miscarriage. How could a woman as wicked as you exist?! I treated you with utmost sincerity, and this is my reward. Qiao Xi, you’ll meet a terrible end!”

A soft chuckle roused Gu Zheng from his closed-eye rest. He shifted to gaze at Qiao Xi.

Afternoon sun blazed fiercely, its searing beams piercing the car window to bathe Qiao Xi. The sight appeared warmly inviting, but an eerie chill permeated the vehicle.

Qiao Xi stretched her rigid neck, then eased back leisurely against the seat. “I stole your daughter’s fiancé? Madam Xu, allow me to point out that I am the rightful eldest daughter of the Qiao family. That fiancé belongs to me. Your daughter played the shameless homewrecker and took my fiancé.

“You seized my father from my mother back then. Now your daughter has grabbed my fiancé—doesn’t that prove the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree? Madam Xu, let me warn you nicely: stealing demands repayment. I’ll reclaim all you took from my mother and everything your daughter swiped from me. Get ready.”

Xu Mei clearly hadn’t anticipated Qiao Xi’s bold retort and fell silent for quite a while.

Mr. Qiao reclaimed the phone. “Qiao Xi, you have 20 minutes. Rush to the hospital and beg Rou Rou’s forgiveness right now. You made Rou Rou miscarry. Kneel and apologize from the heart, and I won’t pursue it. I’ll even beg Moling to spare you.”

His tone rang with false justice, as if aiding Qiao Xi, yet he crushed her pride underfoot.

“Mr. Qiao, since you’re my father, I’ll inform you: I married ten minutes ago. Prepare to lose your CEO seat at Qiao Corporation.”

Ignoring Mr. Qiao’s response, Qiao Xi ended the call.

Beneath her composed facade, Qiao Xi churned with turmoil after clashing with her birth father.

This family excelled at deception. Upon her Qiao family return, their warmth fooled her into believing she could wed peacefully and honor her grandfather’s wish.

Their false affection mimicked sweet nectar, yet poisoned worse than arsenic. One slip, and they’d claim her life.

From her bag, Qiao Xi pulled a mint candy and slipped it between her lips.

Its sharp, icy flavor flooded her mouth, quelling the storm of feelings within.

Gu Zheng’s eyes remained fixed on Qiao Xi, noting each flicker across her face. His stare pierced intensely, impossible to overlook.

Qiao Xi swiveled to lock eyes with him. “What is it?”

Gu Zheng nodded toward her phone. “You’ve stirred up quite the mess.”

Naturally, such petty chaos meant nothing to him.

Seeing as they’d just obtained their marriage certificate, should Qiao Xi seek aid, he’d gladly offer a minor assist.

Regrettably, Qiao Xi missed the subtle intent in Gu Zheng’s remark entirely.

“Rest assured, the shares I promised you will still be yours, though it’ll require a bit more time. Everything will be settled once I’ve dealt with the Qiao family’s affairs.”

Giving the shares to Gu Zheng right now would essentially hand over the Qiao family’s authority to him. His decision to marry her had already provided immense support. Qiao Xi refused to betray such generosity.

After listening to her, Gu Zheng remained quiet for an extended moment. In the end, he couldn’t restrain himself and questioned, “You don’t seem to know who I am?”