Chapter 703

Unfortunately, Huang Rong had no strength left in her hands at this moment.

Before long, her delicate body trembled slightly again.

Gu Gu Hanyuan smiled without a flicker of expression on his face:

"Lady's skill is truly unmatched under heaven. 810 Guo Daxia is truly a fortunate man."

Huang Rong could hear perfectly well what Gu Gu Hanyuan meant by "skill."

She shot him another covert glare.

But those beautiful, luminous eyes of hers held not the slightest hint of lethality.

She looked at the subtle curve at the corner of Gu Gu Hanyuan's mouth.

Her anger flared from every direction at once.

She decided to strike back.

She mimicked Gu Gu Hanyuan's manner.

Sliding one hand beneath the tablecloth.

Gu Gu Hanyuan soon cast a playful sidelong glance at Huang Rong.

Watching her guiltily avert her gaze.

His expression remained unreadable.

But his hand grew several degrees more dexterous than before.

Unfortunately, the tablecloth blocked the view.

The oblivious Guo Jing noticed nothing at all.

He simply laughed proudly:

"Haha, Young Master Gu need not envy. From now on, let Rong'er teach Fu'er properly. Once you two are married, she can cook for you every day."

Guo Fu had been watching Gu Gu Hanyuan and Huang Rong the whole time.

She was puzzled that Huang Rong's expression seemed slightly off.

But her breadth of knowledge was still too narrow.

She couldn't figure it out.

Then she saw Guo Jing shift the topic to her marriage with Gu Gu Hanyuan.

At once she had no mind left for guessing.

Her face, fair as spring blossoms, flushed crimson all over.

She protested shyly:

"Papa, why must you bring me into it again?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan raised an eyebrow.

He asked with a light laugh:

"Does this mean Guo Daxia has agreed to the marriage between me and Fu'er?"

Guo Jing merely glanced at the shyly blushing Guo Fu upon hearing this.

He sighed:

"Your courtship has spread across the jianghu, and Fu'er is deeply in love with you—how could I possibly object? Only, Fu'er is still young after all; what say you wait a few more years?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan smiled at Guo Fu with doting affection:

"Very well. I can't bear for Fu'er to lose her girlish innocence and cheerfulness so early either."

"Big Brother Gu."

Guo Fu called softly to Gu Gu Hanyuan.

She couldn't help leaning toward him.

But in that very instant.

Her pupils contracted sharply.

Clearly she had noticed something.

The blush on her cheeks deepened another shade.

She cast a covert glance at the clueless Guo Jing.

She hesitated for a moment.

Gently biting her thin lip.

She pretended to be natural and looped her arm through Gu Gu Hanyuan's.

The moment Guo Fu leaned over.

Huang Rong panicked and tried to pull away.

Unfortunately, Gu Gu Hanyuan did not let her have her way.

First, he briefly released her.

Then, in turn, he seized the wrist she was trying to withdraw and held it tight.

For a moment she could only watch Guo Fu with worry.

Fortunately, Guo Fu did not raise any alarm.

Mother and daughter exchanged looks for a moment.

As if reaching some unspoken accord through their eyes.

Their hands clasped together.

Gu Gu Hanyuan watched as the two women suddenly joined forces.

For a moment, even he found it hard to bear.

He had no choice but to adopt a strategy of divide and win over.

The hand gripping Huang Rong's wrist returned to its original position.

This stratagem proved effective as expected.

Huang Rong instantly became far more sluggish.

Guo Fu was also swept up by a surge of jealousy and lost her composure for the moment.

Yet at this moment Guo Jing frowned and fell silent for a beat.

"Go" to: hell, damn it

Clearly weighed down by something on his mind.

He failed to notice the cracks between the three of them.

He hesitated for a long while.

Suddenly he sighed and asked:

"I hear Western Xia is suddenly holding a bride-selection for the Princess of Yinchuan, and has specifically requested that Young Master Gu must attend. Is there any truth to this?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan admitted it openly.

"There is indeed such a matter."

This instantly drew both women's attention.

Guo Fu even unconsciously put in a bit more force.

She asked worriedly:

"Brother Gu, what's this about the Princess of Yinchuan?"

Gu Gu Hanyuan nearly sucked in a cold breath.

He hurriedly soothed her:

"Fu'er, don't worry. I haven't had any contact with the Princess of Yinchuan. I don't know why Western Xia singled me out either."

He finally managed to calm Guo Fu down.

Huang Rong then landed another sly jab.

"Perhaps Western Xia intends for Young Master Gu to be the Princess's consort."

Gu Gu Hanyuan was hardly the sort of Mr. Nice Guy who would take a beating and not hit back.

He praised her with a teasing smile:

"Lady, you're as clever as ice and snow — people call you the female Zhuge. Why not help me think it over? Could Western Xia be plotting something?"

Huang Rong's expression tightened.

Struggling to keep her voice from trembling, she said:

"What female Zhuge am I? Young Master Gu flatters me."