Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“No need, I’m fine now.” Qin Xue was so scared that she didn’t dare cry.

“Silly girl, what’s going on in your head?” Chu Molin tapped her forehead and then leaned forward to wipe away her tears.

“Tell me, did I really hurt you?” Chu Molin held his wife in his arms, looking down at her as he asked.

“No! I’m just angry, okay? Who gets spanked at this age? How am I supposed to live if anyone finds out?” Qin Xue said with a mournful face. As she spoke, she felt like crying again. It was just too depressing.

“Would you tell anyone about it?” Chu Molin was relieved to hear that she wasn’t hurt, so he held Qin Xue against the head of the bed, looking down at her, while their two children were by his feet.

“Of course not.” Qin Xue wasn’t stupid. She wouldn’t share such a shameful story.

“So that’s settled. If you don’t tell, and I don’t tell, no one will know.” Chu Molin smiled as he watched his wife falling into his trap.

“You’re right, but I feel like there’s something wrong.” Qin Xue was deep in thought, rubbing her chin, but couldn’t figure out what was amiss.

“There’s nothing wrong. You’re just overthinking it.” Chu Molin couldn’t possibly tell her that he had set her up.

“No, there must be something I overlooked.” Qin Xue didn’t follow Chu Molin’s words but continued to think.

“Xue’er, stop thinking. You won’t figure it out. Just look at me.” Chu Molin didn’t let her dwell on it. Instead, he lifted her chin to make her look at him.

“What’s up?” A confused Qin Xue blinked her eyes and asked.

“Do you think your husband is handsome?” Chu Molin gazed at his innocent wife, using his deep, mellow voice to tempt her.

“Handsome!” Qin Xue’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the alluring man.

There’s a saying that only women can be enchanting, but men can be enchanting too. Like Chu Molin right now, full of temptation. If not careful, one could be bewitched, just like how Qin Xue was seduced by his charm.

“So, who’s this handsome guy?” A hint of amusement flickered in Chu Molin’s eyes.

“Qin Xue’s husband.” Qin Xue’s response made Chu Molin pause, realizing he was Qin Xue’s husband, not her husband.

“Would I ever deceive you?” Chu Molin’s voice grew even softer.

“No.” Qin Xue mechanically replied, her eyes and heart full of Chu Molin. She might not even know what she had said.

“So, you don’t need to be on guard against me, okay? The last person in this world who would hurt you is me. I would rather lose my life than hurt you.” Chu Molin’s voice suddenly changed.

It was only when Qin Xue snapped out of her trance that she realized she’d covered his mouth with her hand.

“What nonsense are you talking about‽ We’ll both be fine.” Qin Xue suddenly panicked, not knowing why Chu Molin had said such things.

“Yeah, we’ll be fine.” Chu Molin said, though he didn’t know if he really would be. Soon, he would return to that ruthless place, and he had no confidence.

He had no power, no ability, and was afraid he couldn’t protect his wife and children. But he also didn’t want to leave them here. He had never felt so lost, and this confusion surfaced amid the warmth of his wife’s embrace.

“Chu Molin, be yourself again. Be the Chu Molin I first knew. Then, no one will ever be able to hurt you.” Qin Xue reached out to hug him, gently stroking his back with her hand, providing silent comfort.