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

A black wild cat jumped down from the wall and suddenly found a man standing next to the telephone pole. The man was looking at his mobile phone, and in the night, the bright light of the screen reflected on his face, giving it a blue texture.

The wild cat gave a shrill cry and ran away with its tail erect.

Mu Ci put down his cell phone, combed through the location of the bus station he had just found in his mind, tugged on the strap of his backpack, and walked forward.

But he hadn’t walked a few steps when he suddenly heard a girl’s frightened scream coming from the alley behind him.

The girl was threatening someone: “Don’t touch me! I’ve already called the police! Stop it! Pervert!”

This was followed by a rough man’s voice. He couldn’t hear what the man was saying, but soon the girl’s voice was lowered and muffled.

Mu Ci turned around hesitantly.

Due to circumstances, he shouldn’t meddle in other people’s business now. Time was very precious to him. If he didn’t get on the bus and leave here before the gate was closed, he would definitely be caught by Gu Huai. The next time he escaped, it wouldn’t be as easy as this time.

But… Mu Ci was essentially a very kind person who hated being bullied by the strong. He couldn’t bear the naked atrocities happening in front of his eyes.

Mu Ci’s eyes became sharp; he took out the self-defense folding knife from his bag and walked over silently like a cat.

The girl was on the verge of despair. This ferocious, drunken middle-aged man pressed her against the wall and held her roughly. The smell of alcohol hit her face.

Suddenly, the girl saw a slender white hand reaching out from the darkness, grabbing the man’s throat and pulling him back hard. The man instantly fell back and hit the ground heavily.

The man, lustful and drunk, actually got up and rushed towards Mu Ci with his fists waving.

As soon as Mu Ci raised his hand, the knife flashed, and a cut opened on the man’s arm. Blood spattered out, and a few drops-stained Mu Ci’s black sweater, disappearing in an instant.

The man folded his arms, cried, and rolled on the ground. The girl was frightened.

After a long time, she came over cautiously, “…Thank you. Are you okay?”

Suddenly, a siren sounded in the distance. Mu Ci shuddered and turned around. When he was about to leave, the girl quickly grabbed him and said, “What’s your name, and where do you live? I’ll definitely come and say thank you.”

“No need,” Mu Ci saw the lights of the police car and had to leave quickly.

But Mu Ci still took a step. The police car stopped at the exit of the alley, and two policemen strode over.

The girl immediately greeted them, probably afraid of a misunderstanding. She hurriedly explained, pointing to the man on the ground, “He was the one who followed me and molested me!”

Then she pointed at Mu Ci, “Thanks to this gentleman passing by and saving me.”

The two policemen looked at each other, and one of them went over to pick up the man, handcuffed him, and pushed him into the police car.

He was more polite to Mu Ci. He shook hands first and said respectfully: “Thank you for your bravery. What is your name?”

“Mu Ci.”

“Oh, can you show me your ID card? We need to record it.”

“I didn’t bring it with me.”

“It doesn’t matter; you can just tell me your ID number.”

Mu Ci was silent for a moment, “…I forgot.”

The policeman’s eyes changed. Which adult in the world would not remember their ID number?

Unless this person was a wanted criminal, the information had been posted on the Internet, so he dared not say anything. Or maybe this person was a gangster who came here illegally? But he didn’t look like a foreigner.

The policeman used the moonlight to look at the person in front of him without leaving any trace. The bright moonlight made his face look whiter and more beautiful, and his long hair was also very eye-catching. If this was really a fugitive, the police thought they would have an impression.

“Then can you please come to the police station? We have to take notes.”

Mu Ci panicked, “I still have something to do.”

“This is a routine matter; please cooperate,” the policeman’s voice became serious.

The girl comforted him, “It’s okay; it’s just making a note. It’ll be quick.”

Mu Ci’s Adam’s apple moved, and he finally got into the police car helplessly.

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When taking notes at the police station, the police discovered that this person was too suspicious. When asked where he lived, he would not tell them. When asked what he was doing out at night, his answers were very perfunctory. He did not remember his ID number. The only information they knew about him was his name, Mu Ci.

But the experienced police officers in the bureau could tell that Mu Ci was filled with a very anxious mood and seemed to be in a hurry to get away.

The old policeman immediately concluded that this man was anything but simple.

Just as he was about to go to the battle in person to inquire, he suddenly received a call from his superior. The old policeman had a strange look on his face.

He looked at Mu Ci, who was sitting not far away, covered the receiver, and whispered, “Yes, he is here with us… Okay, we’ll wait.”

Mu Ci felt something keenly. As he stood up and was about to leave, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly kicked open. Gu Huai stormed in aggressively, grabbed Mu Ci’s wrist, pulled it forward, and raised his big hand to hit him down.

Mu Ci was stunned and reflexively shrank back, his lips trembling, and his face became a little paler.

This made Gu Huai reluctant to slap him, but he couldn’t put his hand down when he raised his hand. Gu Huai slapped his palm on the table with an earth-shattering sound, and the solid wood tabletop made an overwhelming creaking sound.

“You still dare to run? How dare you run? Believe it or not, I’ll break your legs!” Gu Huai stared at Mu Ci angrily, his face like a storm, and dragged him out, “Come back with me, see how I do deal with you!”

Mu Ci was really frightened. It was the first time he saw Gu Huai lose his temper like this. He was so frightened that he couldn’t speak. His wrist was pulled so hard that his eyes turned red.

The old policeman came to stop him. Gu Huai glanced at him and said in a deep voice: “This is my cousin. He had a conflict with his family and wanted to run away from home. I will take him back. Thank you for finding him. I will seal the note to thank you another day. Come here.”

Mu Ci struggled wildly, shaking his head vigorously, sweating, “No, I’m not his cousin! He’s lying, please, save me!”

He seemed to be grabbing a last lifeline, like straw, he stared at the people around him pleadingly, hoping that they would help. He couldn’t be taken back; he would definitely be killed!

The old policeman wanted to say something else, but he saw his superior shaking his head at him at the door. The old policeman was stunned for a moment and Gu Huai dragged Mu Ci out of the police station.

The night wind was howling outside, and the rain was coming. Three black Land Rovers were parked at the gate. A driver stood in front of the car with his hands behind his back.

When he saw Gu Huai coming out, he quickly opened the door. Gu Huai suppressed Mu Ci’s, struggling, he roughly pushed him into the car and sat in himself.

Mu Ci immediately opened the car door on the other side and tried to escape. Gu Huai quickly grabbed his arm and held him tightly in his arms.

There was no smile at all on Gu Huai’s face; his brows were full of anger. He clasped Mu Ci’s neck with one hand and ground his teeth sinisterly, “Move one more time, and I will strangle you to death!”

The fragile and thin blood vessels were beating under his fingers, and Mu Ci was violently shaking due to extreme fear. Trembling, even having a stress reaction, his lips were bitten until they turned blood red, and he could barely suppress the choking sound coming from his throat.

He was really afraid of this man, to the core of his being.

Maybe it was because Gu Huai always reminded him of the man deep in his memory, the man who was full of violence when he was a weak child, and the man who could cover the sky with his hands when he grown up. His fear of his father might have really extended to Gu Huai.