After Time Traveling, I was Forced to Marry a Wealthy Family

When Mu Ci, still in a daze, woke up, it was almost three o’clock in the afternoon. He opened his eyes, turned his head, and spotted Gu Huai in a nightgown sitting on a white wicker chair on the small balcony. Gu Huai read a newspaper and smoked simultaneously.

Mu Ci’s mind, not fully awake, stared blankly at the cigarette in Gu Huai’s hand without blinking, seemingly curious.

Gu Huai, noticing the gaze, was momentarily stunned. He extinguished the cigarette, tossed it into the trash can, and sternly admonished, “What are you looking at? This is not a good thing. You are not allowed to learn it!”

Mu Ci, fearful, shrank his neck and silently huddled into the quilt, leaving only his eyes exposed.

After that, Gu Huai really never smoked in front of Mu Ci. Maybe he was afraid that he would be a bad influence, or perhaps he worried that second-hand smoke would harm Mu Ci’s body. Regardless of the reason, he refrained.

At that moment, Mu Ci was hiding under the quilt, feeling nothing but embarrassment.

What happened last night? Despite their peculiar relationship, why were they behaving like lovers? He couldn’t recall if he resisted in confusion. It would be quite embarrassing if he didn’t resist at all and instead yielded to him, actively seeking pleasure.

Mu Ci was so embarrassed that he wished to dig a hole, bury himself, and then cease to exist.

Following that, Mu Ci started avoiding Gu Huai. Every time he saw him, it was like a mouse encountering a cat. He would stealthily shuffle his feet and sneak away. Sometimes, he wouldn’t even dare to meet Gu Huai’s eyes, choosing to evade.

However, Gu Huai’s good mood remained unaffected. He understood that Mu Ci’s emotions were in turmoil and would take a few days to settle.

Gu Huai continued treating him well and teasing him appropriately. Everything proceeded as usual. Neither rushing nor becoming distant. After a few days, Mu Ci seemed to be influenced by him and gradually calmed down.

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One day, when Gu Huai returned home, he found Mu Ci sitting on the sofa as soon as he entered, playing with an exquisite butterfly knife. He didn’t know who bought it for him.

Bai Ling found a teaching video on the Internet for him to watch, and Mu Ci learned quickly. The slender butterfly knife danced between his fingers in a dazzling manner, giving him a powerful appearance.

Although Gu Huai knew that Mu Ci was talented in this area, he still couldn’t help but remind him, “Be careful, don’t cut your hands.”

The master of the Gu family might have been born with a crow’s mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Ci’s hand shook, and the blade of the butterfly knife suddenly hit the knuckle of Mu Ci’s index finger.

The high-speed rotating blade hit the finger with such force that it could cut the bone out of a person’s finger. Fortunately, the one Mu Ci was playing with had not yet been sharpened, and the blade was blunt.

Even so, Mu Ci’s finger was still a little red from the impact. Mu Ci let out a low cry unprepared, and the butterfly knife fell to the coffee table with a clang.

Gu Huai’s heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he rushed over like a flying bird. He held up Mu Ci’s hand and inspected it carefully. When he saw that there was no bleeding or broken skin, he breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his knuckles. He asked softly, “Does it hurt?”

Mu Ci shook his head uncomfortably, “It’s okay, this knife is blunt.”

“It’s still a knife with an edge. You can see it’s red.” Gu Huai pulled Mu Ci over, placed a kiss on his index finger, and blew two deep breaths. “Good boy, I’ll apply some medicinal wine later.”

Bai Ling took out a pair of sunglasses from an unknown corner and put them on, saying, “Oh my God, this really blinded my eyes.”

As soon as he said this, Gu Huai noticed that there was someone else in the room. He turned to look at Bai Ling angrily, “Did you buy the knife for him? Such a dangerous thing is not a toy. Are you looking for trouble?”

Bai Ling was speechless and said weakly: “Boss, Mu Ci is not a child anymore. Besides, I went out of my way to buy one that is not sharpened…”

“Nonsense! If you buy the sharpened one and hurt my wife’s delicate fingers, I will chop off your hands!”

Bai Ling couldn’t help but shudder at the threat, grabbing the pillow on the side to protect his chest and bursting into tears of sadness. “Young Master Gu, you are really a typical example of forgetting your mother after you have a wife…”

“Huh?”

“Forget, forgot…” Bai Ling suddenly got stuck, “Forgot brother!”

Gu Huai glanced at him disdainfully, turned around, and pulled up Mu Ci. “Let’s go, Xiao Qi, I’ll take you to apply some medicine.”

Bai Ling was shocked by this. Xiao Qi?? He screamed, getting goosebumps all over his body. He rolled on the sofa holding a pillow. “Why are you calling him so affectionate? No, I want you to call me Xiao Bai too!”

Gu Huai hugged Mu Ci and said, “Okay, let’s go and leave that stupid man.”

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Jiang Wenjing happened to stop by to pick up something. When she saw Bai Ling rolling on the sofa, she adjusted his glasses and said thoughtfully, “Xiao Bai? Actually, I have always wanted to ask you, your parents named you Bai Ling, right? Do they want you to be …*?”

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Bai Ling rolled off the sofa to the floor with a bang. He rubbed his waist and got up grinning, pointing at Jiang Wenjing’s nose and yelling, “Don’t talk nonsense! I’m just a manly man. I won’t be a zero! I would rather live with a rich woman than sell my ass. I am a straight man! Straight man!”

Jiang Wenjing looked at Bai Ling’s furious face calmly, and for some reason, there was a strange throbbing in her heart: ‘Oops, I miss you so much. I want to dissect him.’