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

This shooting was originally just a test of the waters, and they only took eight photos. Mu Ci didn’t even change to other clothes, but the photographer kept praising Mu Ci for his excellent figure and posture.

Mu Ci was a little confused by the praise. In fact, he didn’t do anything. He just stood as usual and followed whatever movements the photographer asked him to do.

Later, the photographer heard that it was Mu Ci’s first-time shooting, and he had no experience. He was a little stunned. He paused for a long time before sighing: “Maybe this is talent.”

Gu Huai sneered in his heart. Where was the talent?

People in ancient times paid attention to elegance and etiquette. Besides, Mu Ci’s status and temperament were engraved in his bones. He was born as a prince, and when he grew up to an age where he knew a little bit about things, countless people taught him how to walk, how to sit and lie down, how to eat and speak. That kind of elegance was honed in the deep palace since childhood.

However, no one would believe this. Gu Huai went over to look at the photos and patted the photographer on the shoulder. “The photos are good. Please package these photos and send them to my email.”

The young photographer was flattered and kept saying yes.

After Gu Huai finished his instructions, he went to find Mu Ci.

Over there, he had just changed into his own clothes and was tying his tie.

Mu Ci was not very good at tying this. Gu Huai smiled, stretched out his hand to tie it for him, and asked softly: “How do you feel? Do you like taking pictures?”

Mu Ci nodded perfunctorily, “It’s okay.”

Gu Huai didn’t care about it. He straightened the hair around Mu Ci’s ears, lowered his head, and kissed the corner of his lips.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was a pair of lovers who were made in heaven and are pleasing to the eye. They loved each other sweetly, but no one knew that one was bullying and did all kinds of evil, while the other was unwilling to endure humiliation. For the time being, they maintained such a fragile relationship that was as precarious as thin ice. They ploted against each other and had their own agendas.

Mu Ci’s work was on the right track, but in fact, he had not received any notice. Maybe it was because he was not famous, or maybe Gu Huai deliberately blocked it from him, but Mu Ci didn’t care.

The income of models who signed contracts with Chen Jie Studio was a basic salary plus commission. Even if Mu Ci couldn’t get a job, he could still get a considerable basic salary.

Mu Ci didn’t need much money. In his plan, there would be a gap between leaving the Gu family and finding a job again. Now he only needed to earn enough to cover the expenses during that period.

The only thing that dissatisfied Mu Ci was every night after going to bed, Gu Huai would come over to him like a hungry wolf that never had enough to eat. Although Mu Ci hated doing this kind of thing, he was no match for the opponent’s amazing strength. Every time, he was forced to submit to others and endure their joy.

Almost every time after being forced, Mu Ci would have the idea of escaping now, but he would suppress it within a few minutes. He knew that this world was very dangerous and strange, and he must be fully prepared to face the unknown.

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When there was no work to do, Mu Ci was reading, surfing the Internet, learning how to take a bus, and buying tickets. Without an ID card, he could only take a bus. Mu Ci downloaded the entire traffic route map and secretly studied escape routes.

The shrewdness he had developed since childhood in the intrigues of the palace was revealed at this time. Mu Ci was intelligent and eager to learn, patient, and daring to try boldly. He believed he could successfully escape from Gu Huai’s clutches.

A yearning for a better future temporarily dispelled the shadow in Mu Ci’s heart. He was willing to believe this was an opportunity given by God, allowing him to escape from the deep palace, the fight between brothers, and the betrayal of his lover, and to devote himself to an ordinary and happy life.

Because of this longing, Mu Ci would often be intentionally or unintentionally distracted. For example, this morning, he sat on the sofa watching TV, unconsciously becoming dazed. When he came back to his senses, Gu Huai was impatiently asking: “Did you hear what I said? What are you thinking about?”

Mu Ci tilted his head blankly: “What?”

He often displayed this expression, as if separated from others by an invisible barrier. When stimulated, it took several twists and turns for him to accept it, and it always took a while for him to react.

This had nothing to do with a person’s IQ. It should be a personality issue. Mu Ci was prone to self-isolation, possibly related to the environment he grew up in during childhood.

Gu Huai also conducted an investigation. Mu Ci had a violent and powerful father and a weak mother, living in an environment full of coercion and domestic violence. As a child, he was powerless, weak, and precarious, making it easy for him to develop such a behavior. His personality was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, thinking that no one could hurt it.

As soon as Gu Huai saw his dull expression, the anger in his heart seemed to dissipate. He sat down next to Mu Ci and hugged him, saying, “I just told you that there is a banquet at the Jing family tonight. I have to stay the night if I went there.”

Mu Ci said, “Oh,” expressing his happiness at being able to sleep alone tonight.

Gu Huai was furious, “who said I’m going alone? You come with me.”

“I don’t want to go.”

“Do you think I’m asking for your opinion?” Gu Huai said without a doubt. He grabbed Mu Ci’s waist and said, “I’m telling you to go back to the house and change clothes. We’ll leave in a moment.”

“But it’s only nine o’clock now.” Mu Ci looked at the clock on the wall and resisted.

“Go over and meet Jing Zheng in advance.” Gu Huai turned off the TV and stood up, “He just returned to China some time ago, and we met once before we had time to reminisce. By the way, there is someone named Zheng Xuran next to him, maybe you two can play together.”

Mu Ci looked at the extinguished LCD screen and frowned slightly, “Who is that?”

Gu Huai smiled jokingly, “The little pet around him.”

“…” Mu Ci’s face darkened, he threw away the pillow in his hand, turned around, and went upstairs.

Thanks to Gu Huai, Jing Zheng and Mu Ci had already made a not-so-good impression on each other even before they met.

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A long-standing saying: ‘You can mess with the Jing family, and the worst is to lose two arms. You can also mess with the Gu family, and the worst is to lose a life, but you can never mess with both. If one starts, they can destroy you, your family, and implicate all nine clans.’

Gu Huai scoffed at these rumors. Why would he join forces with the Jing family to ruin a family? In his own words, he could crush someone to death with just a few fingers.

However, Gu Huai did have a very good personal relationship with Jing Zheng. So much that when the Jing family held a banquet, he would consider his friendship with Jing Zheng and go there half a day in advance to warm up the place.

Because Jing Zheng’s mother was French, the Jing family mansion was built following the regulations of royal estates in Europe and the United States. In order to please the wife, the old man of the Jing family spent a lot of money to build this manor. It was located on the outskirts of the city and has a vast area. There was even a racecourse behind the big villa.

Gu Huai’s car drove directly into the Jing family’s gate and stopped at the second door. The head butler personally came forward to greet him, opened the door on Gu Huai’s side, and bowed respectfully, “Young Master Gu, our young master already waiting for you.”

Gu Huai nodded and, while helping Mu Ci open the car door, asked casually: “I thought Jing Zheng would let Zheng Xuran come out to pick us up. Did he make Jing Zheng angry again?”

The butler’s expression wavered, “Well, Young Master Zheng did make some mistakes. As you know, the young master is very strict with the people around him. This is also for the success of his subordinates…”

Gu Huai jokingly added, “I think he is a sadist.” He pulled Mu Ci over, kissed him a few times, and introduced him to the butler, “This is the companion I brought with me. His surname is Mu. Please have someone serve him carefully.”

Gu Huai’s actions were interesting, establishing Mu Ci’s status and putting his own label on him.

The butler understood, “I understand, Young Mmaster Gu.” He made a gesture, using both of their titles, “The two gentlemen, please come this way.”

Gu Huai said nothing, holding Mu Ci’s hand hesitantly. He vaguely felt Mu Ci struggle slightly, so Gu Huai secretly used his strength and pinched Mu Ci’s fingers hard. He turned around and said with a smile, “Baby, be good. You don’t want to make trouble in other people’s homes, right?”

Mu Ci’s expression froze, looking away indifferently.

Gu Huai took Mu Ci’s ignorance as a matter of course and dragged him up the steps of the house.