Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“Forget it, let’s go.” Qin Xue didn’t want to continue the conversation.

She had been pondering over something these past two days, not wanting to doubt anything, yet unable to voice her questions.

“Xue’er?” Chu Molin furrowed his brow, unsure of why she was upset.

“I’m fine, let’s go, or we’ll miss the car.” Qin Xue realized that perhaps she was overthinking things.

But it’s not like she could pretend she didn’t care at all.

“Alright.” Chu Molin agreed, but kept glancing at Qin Xue, hoping she wouldn’t keep anything bottled up inside.

Chu Molin knew her personality well; if she didn’t want to talk about something, she wouldn’t, treating it like her secret. She would rather leave clues for him to discover than tell him outright.

Sometimes, he found Qin Xue’s nature quite stubborn.

But he loved her as a person, and he was willing to accept and embrace all these aspects of her.

She didn’t want to talk now, so he’d ask later. Regardless, he would pay more attention to her emotions.

“Xue’er, wait for me, I’m going back too.” Just as they were about to get in the car, these words were heard.

“Lin Ziqi.” Qin Xue looked at the person running over. Why was he here? Was he going back too?

“Yeah, I want to go back too.” Lin Ziqi had found out by chance that they were leaving, so he decided to go back as well.

He had some things he couldn’t quite figure out, so he needed to return for answers.

The best way was to ask those who were close to his mother to see if he could find what he was looking for.

“You didn’t mention leaving earlier, did something happen?” Qin Xue had seen him before, and he hadn’t talked about wanting to leave, so why this sudden decision?

“Xue’er, that’s not right. Can’t I go back without something bad happening?” Lin Ziqi truly didn’t know how to respond to Qin Xue. Did she wish something bad would happen to him?

“Who are you calling Xue’er? Can’t you use her name? Is Xue’er someone you should be calling?” Chu Molin, who was already annoyed, got even angrier upon hearing Lin Ziqi’s choice of words.

“Dude, it’s not that I don’t want to use her name, but I need to know her real name, right? I’ve only heard you call her Xue’er, so naturally, that’s how I call her too. Is that wrong?” Lin Ziqi was lost for words; he didn’t know her full name, so calling her Xue’er shouldn’t be a problem.

Sure, calling her Xue’er was a bit intimate, but he didn’t know her full name, so it wasn’t wrong to call her that.

“From now on, call her sister-in-law.” Chu Molin didn’t even want to tell him her name anymore, opting for a different title instead.

“That’s not fair, taking advantage of me like this.” Lin Ziqi looked at Chu Molin, displeased that he shared no name and now she’s his sister-in-law, leaving him speechless.

“Don’t want to?” Chu Molin didn’t care about his thoughts; if Lin Ziqi was unwilling, he shouldn’t think about getting close to them.

“I do, I do, it’s my honor to have such a beautiful sister-in-law. How could I not want to?” Lin Ziqi couldn’t refuse; the answer was inherently ’yes.’ He hadn’t missed the message Chu Molin was implicitly conveying.

Even if unwilling, he’d have to comply; otherwise, how would he find the answers he sought in future?

“Then it’s settled, let’s go.” Chu Molin was satisfied.

With an extra person, Qin Xue began chatting happily.

As her husband, Chu Molin didn’t receive even a single glance from her, feeling oddly neglected by Qin Xue.

And unbeknownst to him, if he knew who caused this, he wouldn’t spare them.

Chu Molin, unaware of the situation, thought resentfully, feeling genuinely hurt. From loving Qin Xue until now, he’d never felt so helpless.