Chapter 78: Honesty 78
Besides Huang Zhong, his bodyguard, there were no others around Marquis Gu.
Gu Jiao ruled out the possibility that he was here to capture her.
But if he wasn’t here to capture her, why had he appeared?
Gu Jiao had no penchant for this haughty marquis who thought of commoners as insects. Holding her little Junior Pure Land tightly, she watched him with caution.
If he dared to hurt them, she wouldn’t mind claiming his life right there and then.
Marquis Gu noticed Gu Jiao’s hostility. He cleared his throat and sternly said, “I’m not here to capture you. I bear no ill will.”
Despite his declaration, Gu Jiao remained wary of him.
Marquis Gu’s emotions were complex. He was struggling with accepting that this girl who had repeatedly outsmarted him, was, in fact, his long-lost blood. He also felt remorse over their past grievances.
Regardless, since he had come, he needed to speak his mind.
Marquis Gu gestured to Huang Zhong, who retreated to a distance.
Marquis Gu brushed his wide sleeve and said, “My family name is Gu. I am the Marquis Ding’An, the Ding’An Marquis of Warm Spring Villa.”
Gu Jiao had long guessed his identity. During their first encounter, Gu Jinyu was in his carriage.
She recognized Gu Jinyu’s voice.
There could not be a second person who sat in Gu Jinyu’s carriage and referred himself as the Marquis.
In another encounter in the woods, she saw his face up close. His face bore a striking similarity to Gu Yan. Even she wouldn’t believe if he wasn’t Gu Yan’s biological father.
Even though he had not confessed, Gu Jiao chose to keep her knowledge to herself.
Marquis Gu: “About today…”
Gu Jiao cut him off: “If you’ve come to apologize, save it. I’m not interested.”
Marquis Gu’s eyes narrowed: “No, I…how could you speak so disrespectfully? Are you oblivious of your manners?”
He had indeed come with a sliver of remorse. However, he was a marquis, how could he apologize to a mere girl?
Didn’t she realize all parents should be respected? She was ill…
Frowning, “True, Yao Shi and I didn’t teach her.”
Gu Sanlang and Xun Shi had departed too soon to impart any teachings on her either.
The rumor was she had been a fool, and the illness had only just receded.
This consideration prompted Marquis Gu to show more leniency towards her.
Fighting his rising anger, he told her, “I came to see you because I have something to tell you. You might not believe me, but you…and I…we…”
Why was it so hard to spill the truth?
Marquis Gu sighed inwardly.
“You and I, what?” Gu Jiao racked her brain but couldn’t figure out any probable relation between the man and her. Although she had lived two lifetimes and encountered peculiarities, she posed hesitantly, “You don’t happen to be infatuated with me, do you?”
Despite her scarred face, Gu Jiao was still petite. Some men might prefer women like her.
Marquis Gu stumbled, nearly falling into the well in front of him!
What in the world did she think of him? Did she have to defame her own father to this extent?
Marquis Gu, struggling to control his hot-tempered nature, burst out, “Do you know who I am? I am your—”
…
Fifteen minutes later, Marquis Gu, with a limp in his stride, a bruised face, returned to his carriage.
Huang Zhong came over. Seeing Marquis Gu’s condition, he was baffled: “My lord, were you…beaten up? It couldn’t have been by Missy, right? You couldn’t beat Missy?”
Marquis Gu roared: “I merely overlooked her behavior!”
There was no way he would admit he couldn’t beat her!
It was simply too disastrous. Even Huang Zhong couldn’t bear to witness it. In the ten-plus years of his service, he had never seen the Marquis in such disarray.
Huang Zhong asked: “Missy was so harsh? Didn’t you tell her that you’re her father?” freeωebnovēl.c૦m
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