Chapter 132
Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Translator: 549690339
Chu Molin didnât realize how hard he was gripping.
Qin Xue cried out in pain, âChu Molin, be gentle, youâre hurting me.â
Upon hearing Qin Xueâs cry of pain, Chu Molin quickly let go, noticing he had gripped her pale hand so tightly it had turned red.
âXueâer, Iâm sorry. I didnât mean to.â Chu Molin tenderly caressed her reddened hand, remorseful for his negligence.
âItâs okay, you didnât do it on purposeâ¦â Qin Xue glanced at her reddened hand impassively. It was just a squeeze; it was nothing serious.
Witnessing Qin Xueâs nonchalant attitude, Chu Molin felt even more regret. Any other girl would have burst into tears; it was like she just didnât care.
âIâm fine, it just hurt a bit when you were squeezing my hand. It doesnât hurt anymore after you let go.â After saying that, Qin Xue picked up a piece of chicken and put it into Chu Molinâs mouth.
With a mouth full of chicken, Chu Molin didnât continue with the matter.
Seriously concentrating on his food, Chu Molin was watched attentively by Qin Xue, who propped her chin on her crossed hands.
How unfair it was! This man was not only handsome but also seemed so appealing when he was just eating.
Chu Molin was eating his food voraciously, his movements swift yet elegant, a clear indication of his excellent upbringing.
Ordinary people wouldnât have such manners. Qin Xue could infer that Chu Molin came from an extraordinary background, yet she wouldnât pressure him to reveal it.
She would wait until he was ready to talk about it. After all, she had already made up her mind about him. If he ever wanted to go back, sheâd accompany him.
Chu Molin felt no anxiety with Qin Xue staring at him while eating. He kept eating at his usual pace and after he finished his meal, Qin Xue poured him half a bowl of soup.
Once Chu Molin finished the soup, he tidied up the dishes without letting Qin Xue lift a finger.
âXueâer, do you want to go for a walk?â Having washed the dishes, Chu Molin noticed Qin Xue still sitting there in the same position.
âSure, going for a walk should help with digestion.â Qin Xue stood up and stretched her body.
âAlright, letâs go, wife.â He reached out and took his little wifeâs hand.
âLetâs go babies, letâs go for a walk with daddy and mommy.â Qin Xue walked alongside Chu Molinâs steps, gently rubbing her stomach.
âYes, babies, letâs go for a walk with daddy and mommy.â Chu Molin wrapped one arm around his wifeâs waist and gently touched her swollen belly with his other hand.
Once outside, he switched from hugging his wifeâs waist to holding her little hand as they slowly descended the stairs.
People have already seen the coupleâs loving interactions the previous night.
So tonight, when they saw the couple taking a walk, although they were curious, they didnât crowd around them. They just watched from a distance, whispering among themselves.
Neither Chu Molin nor Qin Xue minded though. Qin Xue, being from the future, was used to it, and Chu Molin simply cared more about his wife. As long as they were not saying anything, they were not bothered either.
As the couple strolled leisurely, more and more people began to walk around them.
âChu Molin, what was the deal with that woman this afternoon?â Qin Xue brought up the topic of Su Yun, who had come looking for Chu Molin in the afternoon.
âXueâer, I swear thereâs nothing between us, I donât even know her. If she hadnât mentioned she was the granddaughter of the old director, who would have known she was such a lunatic.â As Chu Molin remembered it, he became annoyed. It was her fault his wife nearly got angry with him.
Thinking about this afternoon when Qin Xue ignored him, he wished he could give that woman a good beating. Fortunately, his wife didnât stay mad for long and even let him sip some soup, making up for his earlier shortcomings.
If she dares to provoke him again, he will not show mercy, regardless of her gender. He vowed not to let anyone who upset his wife get away with it..