Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Gu Beihan just didn’t have that thrilling feeling for Ying, otherwise she would make an excellent wife.

Sometimes Gu Beihan would think that if he couldn’t find a woman who could make his heart race in the future, he would marry Ying. After all, he had to marry someone, so why not marry a woman who was good to him and wholly devoted to him.

Gu Beihan didn’t want to waste Ying’s youth, so he had asked her to go back to her family. But who knew that this woman was so stubborn and wouldn’t listen to his advice?

Sometimes, Gu Beihan wondered what kind of virtues he had to be able to make such an able and beautiful woman so devoted to him. He must have saved the galaxy in his previous life to be blessed with such love.

Perhaps it was because they were too familiar with each other that Gu Beihan couldn’t feel anything beyond sibling affection for her.

“Young Master, you’re looking for me?” Gu Jia entered and heard his master’s words.

“Mm, Ying, I suddenly feel like having some porridge. Can you cook me some? I’m talking about that lily porridge you make.” Gu Beihan genuinely loved the lily porridge that Ying cooked, so she went out as soon as she heard his request.

She knew that Gu Beihan was just using this as an excuse to send her away, but it didn’t matter as long as he really wanted to eat the porridge she cooked.

Her love was so humble, and Gu Beihan was good to her in every way except for loving her the same way she did. Sometimes Ying wanted to ruin this goodness, but she couldn’t bear to, so she could only carry on like this.

After Ying had left, Gu Beihan began to ask, “Where did you find me?”

“We found you in XX Alley, you were covered by a pile of debris…” Gu Jia explained how they had found Gu Beihan.

“So you mean when you found me, I was already like this and you guys didn’t take me to get my wounds treated, right?” Gu Beihan wondered if he had guessed wrong.

“Yes, is something wrong, Young Master? Oh, by the way, we didn’t touch any of your things except for the clothes you’re wearing right now.” Gu Jia almost forgot that he and Gu Yi had changed his master’s clothes.

“It’s nothing, you can go. Suppress the news about my injury, don’t let anyone else know, especially people from the Gus.” Gu Beihan knew what the Gus were thinking—they wanted to use him to pave the way for Gu Beinuan, but only if he was willing.

If they found out about his gunshot wound, they would definitely use it to threaten him. He wasn’t afraid of their threats, but they were annoying, especially when they came from family members.

“Young Master, I understand. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go deal with gang matters.” That’s right, gang matters.

Gu Beihan was the helmsman of Qingfeng Gang, a criminal organization, but no one in the Imperial Capital knew that.

“You can go. By the way, who else knows about me being here besides the three of you?” Gu Beihan thought about the note and asked Gu Jia.

“Young Master, no one else knows except for us three. Did something happen?” Gu Jia didn’t understand why his Young Master would ask such a question. Could it be related to his trip this time? How could their information leak and make them completely unaware of it? Was there a mole among them?