The Family of Time Travel Has an Ugly Wife

Wan Qiu swore that he had never been so desperate, but fortunately, Feng Zhan had only molested him with his words and had not gone too far with his actions.

Wan Qiu ended up in no-man’s land.

He washed, cooked, and cleaned the house for the smelly men. After spending some time with them, he found that although these men were bold in their words and deeds, they had no intention of harming him. They were especially kind to the little bun.

Wan Qiu tentatively conveyed his kind thoughts to Feng Zhan, “Thank you for taking me and Yun’er in. You are both good people and will be rewarded. Please, can you help me find my husband? He will definitely repay you.”

Feng Zhan was teaching the little bun to call him daddy when he heard this and laughed evilly, “If you want to repay me, take off your clothes and have sex with me. Don’t worry about these unnecessary things.”

Wan Qiu obediently fell silent and thought of a way to escape.

One day, a very handsome young man arrived. Although he had a murderous spirit, he also had a strong sense of justice.

Wan Qiu was familiar with this feeling. Those soldiers who had been on the battlefield had this kind of momentum.

Wan Qiu hesitated. He didn’t know whether to ask the man for help or if he would help him. He was also unsure of what would happen if Feng Zhan found out.

Wan Qiu looked at the man, and the man noticed him as well.

“Who are you?” the man asked with great authority.

Wan Qiu held a pair of red autumn pants and stuttered, “I… I…”

“Whose clothes are you holding?” the man asked again.

Wan Qiu whispered, “Feng Zhan.”

“What’s your relationship?”

“Us…”

“Who the hell are you questioning here?” Feng Zhan stepped forward, held Wan Qiu in his arms, looked at the man with disgust, and scolded, “Lan Jiyi, why the hell are you still lingering? This is my territory! Don’t act wild here! I’ll kill you with my gun!”

The two soon quarrelled over Wan Qiu, but it was mostly Feng Zhan’s unilateral rant.

Wan Qiu saw that they seemed to be at odds, so he plucked up the courage to show the piece of cloth that Shan Yu had left for him to the man named Lan Ziyi and pleaded, “Please help me! My husband said that as long as people sees this piece of cloth, everyone could find him. Please!”

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Wan Qiu never appeared, and Lian Zhou failed to come back.

Shan Yu suffered from insomnia all night long. For Lian Zhou, he could comfort himself by saying that it was good not to remember those things, but for Wan Qiu, if he failed to come to modern times, he would have to prepare for a lonely life.

Shan Yu was having a nightmare when the phone rang.

In the dream, Wan Qiu kept calling him “husband,” his voice desperate and hoarse…

Shan Yu drank a glass of cold water to calm his racing heartbeat and heard the person on the other end of the phone say, “Is this Shan Yu? I’m Lan Ziyi.”

Lan Jiyi was the second son of the Lan family in the imperial capital and a soldier.

Shan Yu had only had contact with Lan Jiyi’s brother and was very unfamiliar with Lan Jiyi. He replied, “I am. What can I do for you?”

“Come to the border. Wan Qiu and your child are here.”

Recently, many people had been pretending to be Wan Qiu, trying their luck with Shan Yu, and there were also many people with evil intentions attempting to blackmail Shan Yu by providing false clues. However, Lan Jiyi could definitely be trusted.

The reunion, after many twists and turns, was marked by unspoken words.

On the way back to Sky City, Wan Qiu resisted Shan Yu’s approach. The driver watched helplessly as his boss was rejected once, twice, and three times…

Sympathetically (and unable to bear seeing someone deflated), he dropped the partition.

Wan Qiu was not used to Shan Yu’s touch and felt uneasy about the surrounding environment. Especially when the black car drove into the busy street, Wan Qiu instinctively became nervous.

“When you are free, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment of this city. If you stay here for a long time, you will gradually like it.” Shan Yu reached out to stroke Wan Qiu’s hair and kissed his lips for the nth time, but only touched Wan Qiu on the face.

Shan Yu sighed softly and said, “What’s wrong? Are you estranged from me?”

Wan Qiu smiled a little sheepishly, glanced at Shan Yu’s handsome face with thin lips and a straight nose with a flushed face, and whispered, “My husband is very different from before.”

Appearance, demeanour, temperament, and image—all aspects were strange.

“That body was not mine. I am the real me now.” Shan Yu also smiled, took Wan Qiu’s hand, squeezed it, and said half-truthfully, “I spent a lot of effort to find you. Now that we have finally met, why are you so cold to me?”

“I’m a little…” Wan Qiu said very quietly, “I’m not used to it.”

In reality, intimacy between people relied on accumulation over time. Even couples would be shy after being apart for a long time, let alone Wan Qiu facing Shan Yu.

“The first time is new, the second time is familiar, and you will get used to it gradually.” Shan Yu said this, and then he did exactly what he wanted.

Shan Yu clasped the back of Wan Qiu’s head, not giving him a chance to refuse. After sweeping his long tongue, he took a bite of Wan Qiu’s lip as usual.

In fact, as long as one had the will, there was no problem that couldn’t be solved.

Shan Yu would settle everything, whether it was objective environmental incompatibility, subjective emotional estrangement, or obstacles from family factors. Shan Yu would use reasonable methods to find the most desired result, so Wan Qiu did not need to worry.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Shan Yu once again asked his father to bring Wan Qiu and his children to his home, but his request was refused.

“Dad, I hope you can respect my choice, please.”

“Respect? When you were messing around outside, did you ever respect me as a father?” Father Shan tapped the knuckle of his middle finger on the table and said with a cold eyebrow, “I did not order you to break up with those unscrupulous people outside. This is the utmost respect for you. Do you still have the nerve to talk about respect to me? Okay! Then let me ask you, who is the mother of that child?”

“……Dad……”

“Bring me a paternity test. Otherwise, there will be no need to discuss anything.”

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Wan Qiu was not stupid. He could see the deepening sadness in Shan Yu’s eyebrows and reached out to touch them. “Husband, don’t frown… Is it because your family doesn’t agree with us?”

“It’s nothing.” Shan Yu didn’t want Wan Qiu to know the full extent of his pressure, so he coaxed, “My grandfather isn’t at home right now. I’ll arrange for you to meet him when he comes back, okay?”

Wan Qiu snuggled into Shan Yu’s arms and nodded, stroking his cold shirt with his fingers. He thought for a while and said, “Actually, it’s good like this now. As long as my husband can come and see me and the child every day, there is no need for status…”

Shan Yu knew what Wan Qiu was going to say, so he patted his butt and said, “Are you telling the truth or false? Would you be happy if I really kept you outside?”

Of course, Wan Qiu wanted to be a real couple with Shan Yu, but Shan Yu’s parents had to be the matchmaker. If Shan Yu’s parents didn’t agree, how could they make it happen?

Wan Qiu whispered with red eyes, “I just don’t want my husband to be embarrassed…”

“Idiot, marrying you is a joy. How could you say it is embarrassing?”

“Then… will my husband really marry me?”

“Certainly.”

Shan Yu hugged Wan Qiu and looked at the sleeping little bun in the crib, hiding all his emotions in the invisible corners of Wan Qiu’s presence. He felt at a loss, and Lian Zhou, who had been against him, had finally come back.