Chapter 31
In the end, Jing Zheng did not question why Mu Ci came to the solitary room, nor did he care about him finding an antidote for Zheng Xuran without authorization.
Gu Huai didn’t ask much about this matter. He just asked Mu Ci to sit on the bed, rolled up his sleeves, and frowned when he looked at the bruises on his elbows, “Why did it happen like this? Does it hurt so much?”
Mu Ci retracted his arm uncomfortably, and Gu Huai tutted, deliberately scaring him, “You want to be beaten, don’t you? Didn’t you see what happened to Zheng Xuran?”
Mu Ci was startled, and Gu Huai took the opportunity to grab his arm, taking a closer look at the bruise. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, and the bones were fine. It would probably disappear in a few days.
“Mind your own business from now on. Look at what you’ve done to yourself. Your clothes are soaked.”
Gu Huai went to the closet and took out pajamas, putting them on Mu Ci without any explanation, “Go and take a hot bath. Don’t catch a cold.”
Mu Ci was silent for a while, then suddenly said, “I hate him.”
“Who?”
Mu Ci didn’t say anything, but Gu Huai smiled understandingly and joked casually, “There are a lot of people that you hate. First, you hate me, and now you hate Jing Zheng. You should make a hate list and seek revenge in order from now on.”
Mu Ci pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. Gu Huai said again: “Besides, Jing Zheng didn’t force him either. Zheng Xuran followed him. Wasn’t this all Zheng Xuran’s doing willingly? Let me tell you, Zheng Xuran is too cheap…ugh!”
Mu Ci suddenly raised his leg and kicked Gu Huai hard, glaring at him fiercely.
His emotions were very simple and extreme. He hated Jing Zheng and sympathized with Zheng Xuran. It was so simple and thorough.
“I didn’t know that in your world, infatuation is called cheap.” Mu Ci suddenly thought of Ji Yunshu. He closed his eyes tiredly and pushed Gu Huai away to take a shower.
Before his hand touched the door handle, he was suddenly pressed against the wall by Gu Huai. The man bit his ear like a hunting beast and smiled in a low voice, “Why do you still hit people? It’s so violent.”
“Let me go!” Mu Ci was so angry at Gu Huai’s nonsense, struggled hard.
Gu Huai grabbed both of his wrists with one hand, twisted them behind his back easily, and laughed in a deep voice, “Have you forgotten that you lost to me at the shooting range during the day? Huh?”
He felt that the person in his arms suddenly stiffened, Gu Huai was in a better mood and blew into his ear harshly, “Let’s go, let’s take a bath together tonight, and I’ll help you wash it.”
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Because of Gu Huai’s ulterior motive for the mandarin duck bath, Mu Ci slept until noon the next day before getting up, and his body was still sore from the indulgence. The hickeys and pinch marks spread from his neck to his thighs, which looked very scary at first glance.
Gu Huai seemed to particularly like to hold him firmly in his hand during love making. Although sometimes Mu Ci would feel pain if the force was too strong and he would start to resist, Gu Huai never let go.
In the afternoon, Gu Huai took him to say goodbye to Jing Zheng. Mu Ci was surprised to find Zheng Xuran standing behind Jing Zheng, seeming to have resumed his position as an assistant. But his face was still very pale, his left hand was wrapped in gauze, and his thin body was shaky.
Mu Ci was a little worried. While Jing Zheng and Gu Huai were chatting, he asked him in a low voice, “Are you okay?”
Zheng Xuran shook his head and smiled at him, “It’s okay. Thank you for last night.”
Mu Ci suddenly didn’t know what to say. He wanted to save Zheng Xuran from this twisted relationship, but as Gu Huai said, he did it willingly. What qualifications did he have to tell him not to like Jing Zheng?
Besides, he still couldn’t protect himself, so he didn’t have the energy to save others.
Mu Ci sighed and could only say, “Take care of yourself.”
Zheng Xuran looked at him seriously, as if he was looking at a rare friend. Finally, he said, “You too, I hope we can meet again in the future.”
Mu Ci dodged. After a glance, he didn’t dare to say that he was leaving. He was afraid that he would never have the chance to meet again in this life.
Zheng Xuran looked like he wanted to say something else. Suddenly, a big hand fell on Mu Ci’s head and rubbed it. Mu Ci was startled and turned his head.
Facing Gu Huai’s smile, “Okay, it’s time to go.”
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The first thing Mu Ci did when he returned to the Gu family mansion was to ask Gu Huai for the 80,000-yuan gambling money.
Gu Huai found it a bit funny. This was the first time he saw Mu Ci pursuing debt collection, and his serious eyes were quite cute. So, because of this cuteness, the generous boss Gu asked Butler Bai to directly pay him 100,000 yuan in cash, which he regarded as pocket money.
At this time, Gu Huai only thought Mu Ci’s behavior was quite interesting. He hadn’t thought deeply about it, and he hadn’t realized why Mu Ci was so eager to save money.
He underestimated Mu Ci’s courage so much that when the incident happened later, Gu Huai had to re-examine Mu Ci.
Mu Ci has outstanding mobility and was good at seizing opportunities. He never delays or hesitates because of fear of wolves and tigers behind.
One night, Gu Huai was going to attend a meeting and had to stay very late before coming back. Before leaving, Gu Huai pulled Mu Ci for a farewell kiss as usual, but Mu Ci dealt with the matter perfunctorily as usual and showed nothing unusual.
But after watching Gu Huai’s car drive away from the mansion in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Mu Ci immediately started to take action.
He found a small black backpack, counted 8,000 yuan out of the 100,000 yuan in cash, put it inside the backpack, and left the rest in the room. He packed a few more changes of clothes, and a small amount of food and water.
It was spring now, the temperature was rising, and it was not particularly cold outside. Mu Ci put on a velvet sweatshirt, tied up his long hair, and opened the bedroom door while carrying his bag.
Mu Ci was bold, but not particularly cautious. At this time, if he bumped into any servant and they saw him coming out with a bag, the plan would be exposed.
But perhaps it was God’s blessing that Mu Ci walked all the way to the garden without meeting anyone. He walked along the path in the garden and slowly reached the edge of the mansion.
Mu Ci threw his backpack through the gap in the fence, but he couldn’t escape from here.
The gap was too narrow and the iron bars were too high, so Mu Ci had no choice but to take risks and walk through the gate.
Gu Huai’s biggest oversight was that he did not instruct his bodyguards to restrict Mu Ci’s freedom. In fact, in the past few months, Gu Huai had been very kind to Mu Ci in public, so the Gu family’s bodyguards thought Mu Ci was really Gu Huai’s fiancée, rather than being forced to stay.
So, when Mu Ci said he wanted to go for a walk, the bodyguard guarding the door opened the door without much suspicion. It was eight o’clock in the evening, and the doorman reminded Mu Ci to come back before the access control time.
Mu Ci just smiled lightly and said yes.
However, after turning around, Mu Ci’s smile turned cold and he walked forward without hesitation.
He walked around the road back to the place where he threw his backpack, picked up the bag and put it on his shoulder, and left the Gu family without any expression on his face.
The stars were twinkling at night, and the cool breeze was blowing.
He walked very easily and simply, without any disturbance in his heart, as if he really just went out for a walk. But he knew that after this walk, even if there were difficulties and dangers ahead, he would not come back.