Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend

Now An Mingji is missing without any news, and the master seems to be in a state of not thinking about tea or food. To say there’s nothing between them, no one would believe it.

For so many years, everyone has watched them come this far.

Since young, An Mingji has always regarded Gu Jin as his possession. When his dark eyes look at Gu Jin, the intense possessiveness is very clear and obvious.

Now he’s grown up and become a man capable of holding his own.

The possessiveness in those dark eyes is hidden very deeply, but his feelings for Gu Jin are still clear for everyone to see.

Yet Gu Jin has never known this, nor has she ever responded.

At this moment, Gu Jin’s look of not thinking about tea or food clearly indicates she’s caught in an emotional whirlpool.

Yu Shuo was just about to say a few words of comfort when Gu Jin spoke first.

“How about it, with so many people here tonight, is there anyone you fancy?”

Yu Shuo’s expression slightly changed, and the perfect smile at the corner of his lips cracked.

He spoke with a bitter tone, “Master, you know, I don’t want anyone.”

The death of Yin Yufei and the disappearance of his son make him extremely resistant to tonight’s events.

Yet he has no choice, even though he has the means to control the Cabinet, some things can’t be prevented by these alone.

Selecting a formal wife is a step he must take before succeeding to power.

This is to appease the Cabinet and also to calm the various forces in Beijing.

Gu Jin knowingly nodded, “I understand, but you still need someone by your side.”

Yu Shuo leaned back into the sofa, his presence held all evening suddenly relaxed.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief, his voice heavy, “Master, can Tianrui still be found?”

Yu Shuo knows Gu Jin has the ability to probe through loved ones to find out certain things.

Gu Jin gathered her laziness, seriously stared at Yu Shuo, and after a long look, gently shook her head.

“I don’t know, I can’t see anything.”

Perhaps, her relationship with Yu Shuo is too close, trying to probe with the Ancient Heaven-defying Skill, all she sees is dense fog.

Yu Shuo laughed bitterly, “Actually, no news is good news. I believe heaven won’t be so harsh on me; Tianrui must be fine somewhere.”

Gu Jin recalled the few times she met Yu Tianrui, agreeing with Yu Shuo, “He’s a child with good fortune.”

“That’s good.” The bitterness on Yu Shuo’s face eased significantly.

Actually, Gu Jin hasn’t told Yu Shuo that Yu Tianrui is definitely alive.

His fate is excellent, a youth enduring hardships, destined for great prosperity, a fate of rising like a dragon.

“Your Highness, have you chosen someone?”

In the silence of the three, Mu Family Head, Wanqi Family Head, Yin Geping, and some people Gu Jin didn’t recognize walked over.

The one asking is Mu Family Head, who smiled warmly at Yu Shuo, his gaze as calm as if looking at his own child.

Faced with their inquiries, irritation flashed deep in Yu Shuo’s eyes.

He swept his gaze across everyone, holding his head casually and lazily as if a graceful young gentleman.

He laughed and said, “The beauties present are truly dazzling, I’m not sure who to choose.”

Wanqi Family Head glanced at Gu Jin, seeing she didn’t intend to interfere, he also spoke to Yu Shuo, “Your Highness, you must choose someone tonight, you can take another look.”

Yu Shuo scanned the banquet with his eyes, looked at the women dressed brightly, gracefully, elegantly, and even purely and adorably, his eyes cold.

He retracted his gaze, his deep eyes studying the Cabinet members before him.

The Mu Family, Yin Family, Wanqi Family, Qin Family, Tang Family, Lan Family, Xuanyuan Family, all present.

They’ve been pressuring him to choose a woman unknown and unfamiliar to him as his future wife.

Perhaps in the future, they’ll pressure him to find other women as concubines.

Thinking of these things, disgust rose in Yu Shuo’s heart.

Gu Jin raised her eyes, seeing Yu Shuo’s irritation and disgust clearly.

She exchanged a glance with Jiang Hanyi, both showing helpless expressions.

Yu Shuo’s displeasure, they can understand,

The Cabinet members also know Yu Shuo’s aversion to this matter.

But for Yu Shuo to smoothly succeed, he must have a candidate for a formal wife, it’s an ancestral system that can’t be defied.

“Oh, isn’t this Miss Mu, indeed a beauty, no wonder our Monarch always thinks of her.”

From not far away, a woman’s mocking voice could be heard.

Everyone followed the gaze, seeing a sickly beauty in a white dress being blocked from proceeding.

Judging by her direction, she’s coming towards where Gu Jin, Yu Shuo, and the Cabinet members are located.

The sickly beauty has a delicate appearance, a small palm-sized face, sweet-looking, but unfortunately in poor health, a fragile young lady.

The person blocking her was in palace attire, arrogant, and the attire clearly indicated she’s one of Han Yong’an’s wives.

Mu Family Head observed this scene, narrowing his sharp eyes, lips twitching, seemingly angry.

Standing beside him, Mu Zifan also witnessed this scene, reaching out to tug at Mu Family Head’s arm.

His tone was certain, “Father, Zifeng won’t suffer losses.”

Mu Family Head glanced at him indifferently, the cold glow in his eyes subsiding significantly.

The beauty blocked was Mu Family’s youngest daughter, Mu Zifeng.

Born weak, with damaged heart pulses, the illness carried from her mother’s womb, for years she’s been nurtured with rare and precious medicines, very few have ever seen her.

Nurtured all these years with rare precious medicines, now she can jump like a normal person but can’t withstand stimulation.

The Mu Family has always adored her like a precious jewel.

Today, it’s unexpected for Mu Zifeng to be here.

But after all, it’s the Cabinet forcing Yu Shuo, they all needed to set an example.

Today among Cabinet’s eight families, all marriageable young girls are here, even Mu Zifeng can’t escape.

Mu Zifeng’s pale lips slowly curled, her gaze calmly landed on the woman before her, “May I know your name?”

The young lady’s tone is calm, but her words were extremely sarcastic.

She’s the cherished jewel of the Mu Family, always pampered and respected, no one dared to speak to her loudly.

Now someone’s bumped into her, certainly, Mu Zifeng isn’t someone to take things lightly.

Han Yong’an’s concubine and Mistress stared coldly at the sickly girl before her.

As the most favored wife, she clearly knew Han Yong’an had once been moved by Mu Zifeng, thinking of bringing this Mu Family lady into Jincheng Palace.

Mistress mocked, “I am Mistress, speaking of which is fate, we almost became sisters.”

“Xiao Qi, slap her!”

Mu Zifeng slowly lowered her gaze, her voice flat and emotionless.

From behind her, a skinny, wolf-eyed girl walked out.

She strode to Mistress, raised her hand, and began slapping.

“Slap! Slap! Slap!”

A series of slaps, attracted all the attention around.

Even Gu Jin, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but slowly curl her lips.