The Family of Time Travel Has an Ugly Wife

Nanjiao Villa was only a 5-minute drive from the University Town, and it took 30-minute drive from Shan Yu’s company.

When Shan Yu came back from work, Lian Zhou was teaching Wan Qiu how to ride a bicycle on the slope.

One of them was riding so fast that he couldn’t touch the brakes, while the other was half-pedalling and rushing down.

With the same path, they headed straight toward someone!

“Ah ah ah! Shan Yu! Shan Yu!” Lian Zhou shouted, sparks coming from his feet.

“Ah ah ah! Husband! Husband!” Wan Qiu also yelled, swaying and about to fall.

The driver couldn’t hide while holding the steering wheel. After hearing two loud bangs, the brightly painted Maybach was gloriously injured.

Shan Yu sat in the back seat with his long legs crossed, thinking: “…” After a busy day, he wondered if he had earned enough money to touch up the paint.

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Wan Qiu and Lian Zhou were chatting about enrolling in school the next day, while Shan Yu stared at Wan Qiu as if no other person existed.

Since he was learning to ride that day, Wan Qiu was wearing modern clothes for the first time, and his skin that had never been exposed was as tender as a freshly peeled radish.

Wan Qiu was wearing clothes, but to Shan Yu, it seemed as if he wasn’t wearing any clothes at all.

Wan Qiu wasn’t used to dressing like this. Showing his arms and legs made him feel uncivilized, but Lian Zhou said he shouldn’t wear long robes or coats when going to school, as it would make him appear different.

“Husband, is it okay for me to dress like this?”

On a midsummer day, Wan Qiu was wearing a long shirt and trousers, it wouldn’t feel too hot in the air-conditioned room, but if they walked around outside it would be too hot.

“Wear half-sleeves and shorts.” Shan Yu picked out clothes from the wardrobe, cut out the tags, and put them on Wan Qiu himself.

“Husband, I don’t want to wear this.” Wan Qiu grabbed a pair of boxer briefs and said melancholy: “It’s uncomfortable.”

Shan Yu, who knew how refreshing the shorts was, smiled and said, “You must wear this. You don’t have to wear it when you are inside.”

“I want to wear my own clothes.” Wan Qiu pointed to the three layers of clothes hanging in the closet and whispered: “The clothes my husband bought for me are too revealing. People in the brothel don’t even wear it like this.”

Shan Yu burst out laughing, feeling that Wan Qiu was making a joke. As expected, Wan Qiu came back crying on the first day of class.

Lian Zhou laughed so hard that he was out of breath and said to Shan Yu: “The movie appreciation class was showing a romantic movie. Your family Wan Qiu saw the male and female protagonists kissing, so he covered his eyes and said it was vulgar, and he happened to be slapped by some little girls next to him. She even asked is he from the ancient times hahaha!”

Shan Yu had expected this situation. While holding Wan Qiu in his arms and patting him to comfort him, he scolded Lian Zhou and said, “I asked you to accompany him because I was afraid, he would be bullied! You’re still laughing! Can’t you help someone who is being bullied? You just watched him cry?”

“Why didn’t I help?” Lian Zhou kept laughing. “You ask Wan Qiu; did I help him?”

Wan Qiu hugged Shan Yu’s neck and nodded, tears in his eyes, saying, “Lian Zhou helped me…”

Shan Yu had confidence in Lian Zhou’s verbal skills and wondered, “Then why are you still crying?”

“He was scolded too!” Wan Qiu cried even more miserably, sobbing, “We were both scolded by so many people, so many people scolded us… ugh… I won’t go to school…”

Shan Yu: “…”

This was a necessary experience. There was a significant cultural collision between modern openness and ancient feudalism. There were still many things to learn and adapt for Wan Qiu. This was just the beginning.

Lian Zhou laughed at Wan Qiu’s joke, but Shan Yu felt a little distressed.

It was very painful for a person to abandon their original beliefs and customs and do the opposite. Shan Yu had experienced that feeling, and it was very uncomfortable.

“Do you regret following me?” Shan Yu put a towel on Wan Qiu’s eyes, feeling a little nervous. “Have you ever thought about going back?”

Wan Qiu shook his head, hugged Shan Yu’s waist, and said, “It’s a good place here. You can only marry me. If you marry someone else, you’ll go to jail.”

Shan Yu smiled, stroked Wan Qiu’s long hair, kissed him, and took him to see movies that were not suitable for children.

In the dark screening room…

With full three-dimensional surround sound and a super-large-screen 6D movie, laying in Shan Yu’s arms, Wan Qiu felt his whole body filled with blood and cried with shame.

It was also Shan Yu’s first time watching this kind of movie. He felt unfazed and even a little nauseous. He was not interested in the content of the movie and just wanted to use the newly acquired skills on Wan Qiu.

“Husband… don’t touch there…”

“Where? Here?”

“Husband!”

“Scream if you want, don’t hold back.” Shan Yu put his forehead on Wan Qiu’s neck, biting the blood vessels under his skin with his teeth. The sweat on his face gathered along his mandible to his collarbone and then dripped onto Wan Qiu’s body, exuding a strange fragrance.

“Give me a baby,” Shan Yu asked Wan Qiu, “Okay?”

Wan Qiu felt that his internal organs had been shattered, and his fingers left long bloody traces on Shan Yu’s shoulders. After a spasm, he fainted.

More than three hours of love was indeed a bit unbearable.

Shan Yu held the fainted person in his arms, kissed Wan Qiu’s sweaty face, and sang a one-man show for a while before clearing the battlefield.

‘Men, if you don’t get married once, you won’t know how much of a beast you can be.’

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The days passed slowly, and Wan Qiu gradually adapted to school life.

In fact, it was just a cultural class. There was no assessment or any pressure. Wan Qiu wore his hat and sat in the last row with Lian Zhou, listening to the teacher on the podium talking about “Dream of Red Mansions.”

“This is the real Red Mansion,” Lian Zhou said to Wan Qiu. “You no longer need to envy Lin Daiyu; you are much luckier than she was.”

Wan Qiu agreed with a smile, feeling that after meeting Shan Yu, he truly no longer needed to envy anyone.

When the bell rang to signal the end of class, Lian Zhou took out his mobile phone, checked the class schedule, and said, “We have two more history lessons, and then we can go home for dinner. Tonight, on Christmas Eve, Shan Yu and my brother said they had a surprise for us…”

“Surprise?” Wan Qiu took Lian Zhou’s arm and leaned on his shoulder, asking, “What surprise?”

“I don’t know. They are both secretive and didn’t say anything.”

Lian Zhou did not regard Wan Qiu as a shuanger, and Wan Qiu did not regard Lian Zhou as a man. The two had experienced life and death together and had Shan Yu as the bridge, so they got along well.

Many people at the school saw them as lovers, and Jiang Huan did as well.

Shan Yu glanced at the photos in the envelope, which included images of them in class, walking, eating, and holding hands. Each one was intimate and captivating.

“Did you take these photos?” Shan Yu asked.

Jiang Huan nodded with admiration. “Sir, I don’t know how to repay you for sponsoring me. I accidentally saw your wife… I don’t want to sow discord, but I feel that such a good person as you should not be deceived, so I…”

Shan Yu looked at him, waiting for his next words.

“I think you should know the truth, even though the truth is very hurtful…”

Jiang Huan took a few steps closer, his eyes showing clear greed and desire. He reached out, trying to catch Shan Yu’s wrist, but the door was pushed open from the outside.

Lian Zhou put one hand in his pocket and held Wan Qiu’s shoulder.

Jiang Huan was stunned for a moment, watching Lian Zhou kiss Wan Qiu in front of Shan Yu.