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

On the day Li Chi graduated from high school, the patriarch of the Gu family happened to be celebrating his thirty-fourth birthday. At his age, a man was simply the sexiest and most attractive. The young lady and madam who came to visit him on his birthday were almost all over the threshold. Thanks to the strong repair of the Gu family’s door, it didn’t really cause such a tragedy.

But when Mu Ci saw a roomful of roses sent by a certain lady, the little prince succeeded in becoming sullen and angry, locking himself in the room and ignoring everyone.

Gu Huai was outside banging the door, explaining and coaxing, and almost knelt down on the spot.

He promised heartily that he had nothing to do with that woman. He was clean and never touched a finger of anyone else except Mu Ci. He swore to the sky that if he lied, the sky would send him a thunder and he would take out all those roses.

“I will make you a flower cake.”

With such sincere consolation, Mu Ci finally opened the door (unable to resist the temptation of the flower cake) and came out. The young man Li Chi tutted at the side, “Gu Huai, you are so mighty but very embarrassing.”

Gu Huai kicked him. “You little boy, what do you know? I love my wife!”

Li Chi hid while running away with his head in his arms. Years of living together had made him habitually ask Mu Ci for help, “Mom! Gu Huai wants to hit me!”

Gu Huai naturally went up to make up for it, “You have to call me dad, your mother is still my wife!”

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After Li Chi was driven away, Gu Huai stepped forward and picked up Mu Ci, entered the house and closed the door. He touched Mu Ci’s long hair.

Over the years, under Gu Huai’s various coercion and inducements, Mu Ci grew his hair out again. Gu Huai especially liked the feel. It was silky and soft, and he couldn’t put it down when he touched it.

Mu Ci tried to run away, but was caught by Gu Huai, who came closer and threatened him, “Don’t make trouble, I will make you cry if you make me angry.”

Mu Ci shrank and quietly hid in his arms.

Gu Huai was very majestic and felt that as a husband, he was so dignified and he completely forgot how embarrassing he was outside the door begging just now.

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Li Chi performed very well in the college entrance examination. In fact, compared with what Gu Huai usually taught him, the college entrance examination was nothing. So, he received the admission notice from the university that he and Gu Huai both liked.

Li Chi liked that school because of its very strong teaching staff, while Gu Huai liked the school purely because it was far away from home, and Li Chi could only go back home once a year.

Gu Huai expressed satisfaction with this.

Mu Ci, a good wife and mother, began to actively organize Li Chi’s summer activities. He originally wanted to take him on a trip, but Gu Huai vetoed it with a stern vote. “No way, I also planned to take you out to Jiangnan for vacation. How could a little kid disturb this wonderful plan.”

Mu Ci then said, “Why don’t you sign him up for a summer camp? Let him play with his peers.”

Gu Huai immediately said, “My wife’s idea is really great. I wholeheartedly agree with it.”

Then, without telling Mu Ci, Li Chi was thrown directly to the border base to train with the mercenaries.

So, when the summer camp graduates were having an outing in the green mountains and clear waters, Li Chi was rolling in the mud; when campers were telling ghost stories in the tent, Li Chi was practicing shooting under the scorching sun; when campers were falling in love with each other, Li Chi was wrestling with the big men.

Li Chi promised to himself that he didn’t want to recognize his cruel father.

But every time Mu Ci called, he would forcefully smile and say that he had a great time under Gu Huai’s threat. He praised this was really an activity very suitable for high school graduates.

Then he would complaint to Gu Huai. In response, Gu Huai just sneered disdainfully: “I was much younger than you when I went to train, you just deal with it.”

Li Chi, who was most afraid of being beaten, suddenly gained fighting spirit and enthusiasm, and began to actively challenge the mercenaries… although they still beat him badly.

He didn’t have time to go home when school started and went directly to the university to report. A year later, he returned home and found that there was a second child at home!

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Li Chi stood next to the small cradle in the baby room, looking at this tender, white, and soft “brother” with extremely complicated emotions. “…Are you addicted to adoption?”

Mu Ci was about to speak, but Gu Huai was proud of himself. He said: “This is different from you. This is my wife’s real bloodline… Although the bloodline is very shallow.”

Li Chi was shocked, “You, you, you actually let him go out to find a woman?!”

“Of course not!”

After Gu Huai gave a brief explanation, Li Chi realized that this child was actually a bloodline passed down from the Mu royal family of Yi Dynasty.

Mu Ci was all alone in modern times, so Gu Huai tried to find his blood relatives. At first, he just wanted to find him an ‘uncle’, ‘aunt’, ‘sibling’, etc. Unexpectedly, he found a baby who was still in his infancy.

Although hundreds of years had passed and the biological relationship between them was very thin, Mu Ci still liked him very much.

In addition, the child’s parents died unexpectedly, and his relatives were unwilling to take over this hot potato, so Gu Huai went along with the situation and went through the formalities to take the child back.

The child in the cradle was trying hard to turn over. If he couldn’t turn over, he was about to cry. Mu Ci quickly went over to comfort him. The child laughed when he saw Mu Ci and opened his little hands for him to hold.

Mu Ci picked him up and comforted him.

Li Chi looked at the child’s face and thought it was white, tender, and cute. But Gu Huai had seen Mu Ci when he was two years old and knew very well that this child looked exactly like Mu Ci. This was really strange. Although there were hundreds of years between them, the gene was so powerful.

Li Chi squeezed the child’s little hand and asked, “What’s his name?”

Mu Ci smiled, “I haven’t decided yet. I waited for you to come back and think about it together. After all, you are his brother.”

Li Chi grinned and said, “It’s up to you to come up with the name. I don’t know good words.”

Gu Huai poured cold water on it mercilessly, “You can come up with options, I have the right of veto and the final naming right.”

Mu Ci glanced at him angrily, and Gu Huai shut up immediately. Li Chi thought for a while, “We have to confirm his surname first, right?”

Gu Huai said proudly, “Of course it’s Gu.”

Mu Ci was a little dissatisfied and whispered, “But he is my child. Besides, Xiao Chi is already eighteen years old. It’s time to change his surname to Gu. Can the younger one takes my surname?”

Due to the environment in which he grew up, some tradition was deeply ingrained in Mu Ci’s bones. He felt since Li Chi was Gu Huai’s adopted son, he must recognize his ancestors and admitted to the clan sooner or later. But the baby had the blood of his family, so it was natural for him to be surnamed Mu.

But obviously Gu Huai didn’t think so. As the head of the family, he said that the child’s surname was Gu, which was a sure thing. Mu Ci complained in a low voice, but didn’t refute anything.

The three adults stared at the milk-white child and began to think about his name. After thinking for a long time, Li Chi suddenly had an idea, “How about calling him Gu Simu*?”

[*顧思慕 – Gù Sīmù: Longing for Gu]

Mu Ci suddenly understood the meaning of the name. The roots of his ears instantly turned red, but Gu Huai’s eyes lit up and he clicked his tongue, “That’s a good name. This kid has some talent for naming.” He said, while picking up the child, he teased: “Isn’t that, right? Xiao Simu?”

The child giggled and waved his hands around.

A strange emotion suddenly surged in Gu Huai’s chest: This was Mu Ci’s child, and also his child. Such a young and tender body giving him a deep love to it.

Oh, as for Li Chi, he could barely admit that he was a qualified heir.