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

Butler Bai Ling diligently dressed Mu Ci in a formal outfit early in the morning. It was the first time Mu Ci wore such clothes, as he usually had few opportunities to go out and dressed casually.

Sometimes, due to Gu Huai’s questionable fashion sense, he even wore childish outfits like a Mickey Mouse pullover, a piece Gu Huai particularly enjoyed seeing him in.

So, when Mu Ci looked at himself in the mirror wearing a white suit, he felt strangely unfamiliar.

Bai Ling was also very pleased and praised him, saying, “This appearance, in my opinion, the interviewer will surely be impressed. You don’t need to worry; you’ll pass without a doubt!”

However, Gu Huai was not satisfied, stating, “It’s so cold outside in the winter. What do you think? Are you trying to freeze my wife to death? Hurry up and put on your cashmere coat and jacket!”

Mu Ci coldly glanced at him and replied, “No.”

He cared about his image and didn’t want to be bundled up like a rice dumpling when going out.

Gu Huai snorted and raised his hands in a half-mocking gesture. “Dare to talk back? Do you believe I’ll do it myself?”

Mu Ci turned indifferently and continued to organize his tie in the mirror.

Bai Ling attempted to mediate, “Young Master Gu, don’t you usually wear a suit when going out? It won’t be too cold.”

Gu Huai retorted, “I’m healthy, but look at how delicate he is. How can he endure it?”

“Anyway, we’ll get in the car as soon as we leave the door. We’ll get out of the car and go straight into the company. It won’t be cold. Don’t worry. I think he likes this outfit,” Bai Ling suggested.

Gu Huai considered it and stepped forward, pulling Mu Ci over. “Alright, let’s go. I’ll drive you to the company myself.”

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Mu Ci had stayed up late the previous night, reading all the basic interview questions on the internet. In the end, Gu Huai and Bai Ling forcibly put him to bed, turned off the lights, and told him to sleep.

Now he wasn’t nervous, but rather sleepy. His head rested against the car window as he dozed off.

Glancing at him through the rearview mirror, Gu Huai said, “If you’re sleepy, take a nap. I’ll wake you when we arrive.”

Mu Ci raised his eyes in confusion and laid down in the spacious back seat.

The low hum of the car had a lulling effect. Mu Ci’s nerves seemed to be gradually soothed by a big hand, and he closed his eyes, feeling extremely tired and comfortable.

He slept for a full hour before suddenly waking up. When he opened his eyes, he realized he was no longer in the car. There was a large desk in front of him, bright and clean windows in the room, and out-of-season flowers quietly blooming on the windowsill. Underneath him was a fabric sofa, and Mu Ci stared blankly at its pattern.

Of course, he was oblivious to the gossip exploding within Hanhai Headquarters, with the internal communication intranet on the verge of collapse: Young Master Gu, the young and handsome figure, marched into the office early in the morning, carrying a young man in his arms and not giving it a second thought.

Witnesses were left stunned, glasses and chins dropping in shock, and the messages in the chat group instantly reaching 99.

Mu Ci rubbed his eyes, and the memory of the interview suddenly flashed through his mind. He looked at Gu Huai behind the desk, his back tensing up, and asked sternly, “Where is this?”

Gu Huai nonchalantly put his hands on the desk, leaned back on the chair, and calmly replied, “This is the interview room, and I am your interviewer, Mr. Mu.”

Mu Ci tightened his grip on the sofa, frowning, he questioned, “What are you up to again?”

Gu Huai coughed lightly, took out Mu Ci’s resume, and read it with a serious expression. “Mr. Mu, please pay attention to your wording.”

He waved the resume in front of Mu Ci’s eyes, smiling maliciously. “Hanhai’s interviews are very strict, especially for someone like you—blank resume, no education, no experience. If you don’t talk sweetly, do you think you can pass the interview?”

Mu Ci clenched his fists in embarrassment, wanting to give this arrogant person a hard time, but interview tutorials strictly prohibited beating the interviewer.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his irritable thoughts. “So, how do you want to test me?”

“Don’t worry, it’s very simple.” Gu Huai looked at him with interest and made a simple gesture. “Take off your clothes first.”

“What?” Mu Ci’s pupils tightened, finding it hard to believe what he just heard.

“Is it weird? You’re interviewing for a graphic model. I have to see if your figure is up to standard.” Gu Huai looked at Mu Ci as if it was the most natural thing, his gaze almost penetrating the white suit to fall on his delicate, white, and tender skin.

Mu Ci bit his lip, exposing his mercilessness. “You’re kidding me!”

“Tsk, tsk, don’t say that.” Gu Huai tapped the table twice and chuckled. “Don’t forget about your dream work. But if you don’t want to take it off, you can go out and go home now, and then be a little pet raised by me for the rest of your life.”

“You!” The corners of Mu Ci’s eyes turned red with anger, a look of sadness on his face.

In a fit of anger, he took off his suit and threw it to the ground.

Gu Huai motioned for him to continue with his eyes.

Mu Ci had no choice but to continue untying his tie and taking off his shirt. When he put his hand on the belt, he hesitated for a moment, raised his head, and looked into Gu Huai’s eyes. Gu Huai smiled and said, “I can help you take it off.”

Mu Ci gritted his teeth and snapped.

He unfastened his belt and took off his pants and underwear in a desperate move. His movements were so hurried that his left foot tripped on his black underwear, and he almost fell.

Gu Huai whistled evilly and looked at Mu Ci’s slim body unabashedly. After admiring it enough, he picked up the seal and put it on Mu Ci’s resume. “You have a good figure. You are hired.”

As if Mu Ci was granted amnesty, he hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on randomly.

Gu Huai couldn’t help laughing. “The buttons are all wrong.”

He walked around the desk, rebuttoned Mu Ci intimately, and adjusted his collar. There was a rare trace of warmth in his eyes, “We will go to work together from now on, please take care of me.”

Mu Ci turned his head away uncomfortably, “Just don’t pay me less.”

Gu Huai laughed and rubbed Mu Ci’s head heavily, “Let’s go, let your man take you around the company.”

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Mu Ci was a new arrival, so he would definitely not receive the notice. Gu Huai took him to the photo studio on the sixth floor and asked someone to take a random set of photos for him first.

The boss of Hanhai suddenly landed in the magazine department, and the studio employees were boiling like water at a hundred degrees.

Some young employees from other departments took the opportunity to squeeze over to see what the legendary cold, dangerously handsome Boss Gu looked like. Then all the little girls were attracted by Mu Ci behind Gu Huai without exception.

They all expressed their gratitude to this gentle and gorgeous person. Beautiful men were what they liked. Their eyes and expressions were very affectionate.

Goodbye, Boss Gu. You were really too high to climb. We had to find another wall!

There were actually several groups shooting in the studio at that time. When he saw Gu Huai coming, the leader hurriedly greeted him. After asking about the purpose of his visit, he transferred a set of high-end equipment to take test photos of Mu Ci.

Mu Ci’s long hair stood out among the crowd; a little novel sight. It happened that the magazine department wanted to publish a set of national fashion photos. The planner took a fancy to Mu Ci’s appearance at a glance and invited Mu Ci to take this photo.

Mu Ci was pulled over by the crowd in a daze, and confusedly changed his clothes, put on makeup, and fixed his hair. When he came out of the dressing room, Gu Huai folded his arms and whistled, praising without hesitation, “Not bad, so pretty.”

Mu Ci turned to look at himself in the mirror. He was indeed very pretty. Usually, his face was a bit too pale, and a little makeup would give him a good complexion.

He was wearing a red modified ancient costume, paired with modern clothes, which really created a strong sense of fashion contrast. The photographer was packing the machine nearby, and when he looked up and saw the way he looked in the mirror, he couldn’t help but steal it first, took a secret photo.

Gu Huai coughed heavily beside him, “What are you doing?!”

The little photographer was so frightened that he raised his hand to delete the photo, “No! Nothing! Don’t be angry, Boss Gu, I will delete it right now!”

Gu Huai glanced at the photo on the small screen and said, “No need to delete it. Send a copy to my mailbox when the time comes.”

The young photographer breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded and agreed.

Mu Ci’s work had begun, and his internship life had also begun!

Note:

This novel is very toxic but light at the same time. It’s driving me insane!!