Back to the Ji Family

Gu Shang froze, only then remembering that he was indeed supposed to accompany his spouse on a visit home the day after their wedding.

Gu Shang was far too busy. He had already let a great deal of work pile up to clear two days for the wedding, and once he got caught up in work, it had slipped his mind.

"All right," Gu Shang agreed.

Now that he was married, he should at least fulfill his duties as a husband. He ought to accommodate a little thing like this; it was hardly an unreasonable request.

Gu Shang immediately took out his phone and messaged Secretary Chen, telling him to push back everything on his schedule for tomorrow morning.

There was no need to rush around preparing gifts for the visit, either. Tomorrow morning, Gu Shang could simply choose a few bottles of fine wine and boxes of good tea from the storage room, then pick out a few presentable items from the mountain of gifts other people had sent him.

Very convenient.

Only then did the young man finally break into a sweet smile. He buried his face in the man's palm and nuzzled it gently. "Honey, can you agree to one more thing?"

Gu Shang could not resist pinching his cheek. "What is it? Let's hear it."

Ji Mingzhu said, "When we get to the Ji Family's place tomorrow, can we go in one after the other?"

Gu Shang frowned. "Not together?"

Ji Mingzhu answered with a mixture of truth and pretense. "My dad was the one who said you shouldn't come."

"He said you were too busy, and that I was being willful by insisting you come with me." The young man looked pitiful. "So follow his wishes at first and only show up at the end. What a lovely surprise that'll be."

Gu Shang said, "Suit yourself."

Then, that night, somehow, inexplicably-

The two of them ended up sleeping in the same bed again.

The young man slept soundly and sweetly, while the man stared at the ceiling with his deep-set eyes wide open, utterly baffled.

Where exactly had things gone wrong? Why had he somehow let Ji Mingzhu sleep in his room again after his shower?

Gu Shang retraced his steps, carefully recalling what had happened.

After showering, he had changed into the sleepwear Ji Mingzhu had sewn for him by hand and emerged from the bathroom. Sure enough, there had been another spring roll lying in his bed.

At first, Gu Shang had intended to shake him awake and tell him to go back to his own room to sleep.

But the little spring roll actually had something of a temper when woken, and his brows furrowed at the shaking.

Gu Shang sat sideways on the edge of the bed and gently nudged his cheek. "Ji Mingzhu, wake up."

The young man wriggled half a turn like a shrimp roll and rubbed his soft cheek against the man's slightly rough palm, protesting plaintively, "Honey, I'm tired today. I want to sleep... Come to bed too. Stop bothering me..."

Gu Shang: "..."

Effectively silenced, President Gu gritted his teeth. Just one more night, at most. Tomorrow, I'm definitely sending this little brat back to his own room to sleep!

The next day, with their errand on their minds, the two of them finally got up bright and early.

Gu Shang had noticed that Ji Mingzhu seemed to prefer loose, flowing clothes, so he chose a Dior haute couture menswear outfit from the runway collection for him.

Although the clothes were simple and elegant, they had an assured grace to them, without the slightest hint of pettiness.

The overall silhouette was clean and understated, while small design details gave the young man an elegantly languid air.

After a thoroughly satisfying night's sleep, Ji Mingzhu had a healthy glow. He looked like a cherished darling who had grown up pampered and adored, lazily radiating brilliance.

There was no denying that the young man was exceptionally good-looking. Especially once he was properly dressed, he looked even more refined and ethereal.

So good-looking that Gu Shang almost did not want to take him out.

Delighted by his husband's praise, the young man rose onto his tiptoes and planted a loud kiss along the man's jaw, then happily put on his pink diamond and got ready to leave.

Gu Shang was equally quick, finishing up as soon as he had changed into a suit in his usual style.

The Ji Family's home was rather out of the way, and Ji Yonglin was not particularly well-liked, so they rarely had visitors. As a result, when the two of them got out of the car, the servants stationed at the entrance were slow to react.

The young man cast a languid glance their way without speaking.

The servants, however, jolted, not quite daring to approach.

Even after Ji Mingzhu had dyed his hair back to its original color and stopped wearing those bizarre outfits, prolonged malnutrition had left his skin dull and lusterless, and a gloomy air had always hung over his features.

He had looked just like the king of hell coming to collect a debt!

The master and the younger young master had been right: the eldest young master had been ruined by his upbringing. One look at his bearing was enough to tell he belonged to a different world from them.

But this little immortal before them, who looked as though he had been carved from jade... how, how could he look so much like their gloomy eldest young master?

The servants shifted their gazes, then looked beside the young man...

Wasn't that... the man from the Gu Family?!

How could that proud golden boy, who considered himself above everyone else, how could he have come back with their eldest young master?!

Were their eyes playing tricks on them?