Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself Chapter 4

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Following Gu Zheng's prompt, Qiao Xi suddenly recalled that her husband's name was still unknown to her.

She itched to question Gu Zheng outright, yet he cast her a sharp glance and merely directed her to check the marriage certificate.

Qiao Xi: “…”

She nudged the mint candy in her mouth toward her cheeks, making her right cheek puff up slightly. Meanwhile, she rummaged in her bag for the marriage certificate she'd tucked away haphazardly. Upon grasping it, she commented, “Actually, no matter who you are, after I resolve the Qiao family’s issue and hand over the shares to you, we can…”

Her words got interrupted before she could complete them, as a firm, warm object pressed against her lips, sealing them shut.

Qiao Xi, “???”

Gu Zheng, “!!!”

The mishap struck in a mere instant.

Gu Zheng vowed it stemmed purely from the oddity of spotting the little bulge on Qiao Xi’s cheek, urging him to poke it with his finger involuntarily. Shockingly, Qiao Xi twisted her head right then, landing his finger straight on her lips!

That soft, warm sensation sent a shiver through Gu Zheng’s heart. He yanked his finger back swiftly and rubbed his knee, as though trying to erase that peculiar tingle.

As the odd sensation faded away, Gu Zheng furrowed his brows while pondering Qiao Xi’s earlier words. He opened his mouth to respond just as an thrilled female voice rang out.

“Sweet, your fingers are sweet!”

He whipped his head around sharply, locking eyes with Qiao Xi’s gleaming gaze. Her pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. Unless Gu Zheng’s vision deceived him, she was licking precisely the spot his finger had touched.

Gu Zheng’s frame went rigid in a flash. “W-What are you talking about?”

“Your finger is sweet!”

Up to now, Qiao Xi had always struck Gu Zheng as poised and unflappable. After all, few women would brazenly propose marriage to a stranger right outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, and even fewer could defy their father and stepmother with such fierce resolve.

Yet now, this woman he deemed steady and cool-headed acted like a schoolgirl thrilled with a prize. Her eyes sparkled like stars, brimming with delight.

Many years back, Qiao Xi had fallen victim to a bizarre illness.

Every bit of food carried the same taste—utterly bitter.

Sugar tasted bitter, rice tasted bitter, and even water tasted bitter.

Yet Gu Zheng’s fingertip had brought her genuine sweetness. She was certain of it!

Had she been closer to Gu Zheng, Qiao Xi would have eagerly licked his fingertip once more to verify she wasn’t imagining it.

Her eyes fixated on his fingertips, her longing expression stirring an eerie sensation in Gu Zheng. She resembled a pup staring hungrily at a tasty bone.

Gu Zheng cleared his throat softly, aiming to dispel the awkward vibe. “What were you about to tell me earlier?”

What else? She meant to propose divorce afterward, naturally.

The lingering sweetness on her lips vanished, replaced by the all-too-familiar bitterness flooding her mouth once more.

Qiao Xi crunched the mint candy between her teeth while scanning the marriage certificate. Be it the man before her or Gu Moling, marriage held no real appeal. She had braced for a sham union.

But circumstances had shifted dramatically now…

She peeked at the name on the marriage certificate. Gu Zheng? Quite the striking name.

Wait…

A sudden realization hit Qiao Xi, prompting her to jerk her head up. With her sharp vision, the neighborhood name ahead came into clear view.

Longwan Residential.

This was Li City’s elite villa district, where homes demanded more than mere cash to acquire. Residents here were powerhouses of wealth.

Her abrupt motion was impossible for Gu Zheng to overlook.

A sly smile tugged at his lips as he reclined lazily, teasingly repeating, “Miss Qiao, what exactly did you mean earlier? What happens after you pass the shares to me?”

Pulling her eyes away, Qiao Xi creased her brow deeply. “Gu Zheng? The Gu Zheng from Li City’s Gu family? Gu Moling’s uncle?”

Gu Zheng gave a casual grunt.

Qiao Xi: “…”

What the heck?!

Gu Zheng was the Gu family’s youngest son, yet also its leader and reigning patriarch. Known for his capricious nature and unpredictability, Qiao Xi knew him as someone best avoided at all costs.

Without that sweet taste from Gu Zheng’s finger, she would have bluntly declared that post-share transfer, they’d divorce, and she’d keep her distance forever.

But Gu Zheng’s finger tasted sweet!

Without their marriage bond, Qiao Xi would struggle to encounter Gu Zheng again…

Thus, divorce was out of the question!

No divorce!

Drawing in a deep breath, Qiao Xi eased herself into the back seat of the car and gave a feeble wave of her hand. “Once the shares are transferred to you, we can joyfully spend the money. Does that make you happy?”

Gu Zheng: “?”