Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue, unable to comprehend why she was so resistant to men.

There didn’t seem to be notable signs on ordinary days, but the moment it came to matters of the heart, her resistance was all too visible. No matter what he said or did, Qin Xue always seemed to have an excuse to convince herself, as if saying: Yes, just like that.

She used all sorts of excuses to strengthen her sentiment, as if it was precisely as she made it seem.

Chu Molin was comforted by the thought that his efforts weren’t for naught, he could perceive Qin Xue’s love for him.

Otherwise, based on Qin Xue’s character, she likely would have dismissed him long ago.

Chu Molin did not argue with Qin Xue over whether a man’s words could be trusted. He would prove it through his actions.

Perhaps it was true that some men were not trustworthy, but he believed that the majority were indeed very responsible. And he considered himself to be a prime example of a good man.

“Xue’er, go sit in the living room. The noodles are ready.” Chu Molin spoke to his wife, carrying a bowl of noodles out of the kitchen.

“Okay.” Qin Xue, enticed by the fragrance of the meal, felt her stomach grumble hungrily.

“Wow, this dish is perfect! Not only does it look wonderful, it also tastes great.” Qin Xue lifted a tasteful noodle to her mouth, complimenting Molin as she ate.

“If you like it, eat more.” Chu Molin gave a gentle smile, enjoying his own bowl of noodles.

He would make her more whenever he had free time as long as his wife liked it.

The couple was relishing their noodles, unaware that their originally planned dinner party was being joined by two more unexpected guests.

“Xue’er, do you want to go for a walk?” It had been a while since Chu Molin and his wife went for a walk together.

“No, can you massage my feet instead?” Qin Xue’s feet were horribly swollen and she wasn’t in the mood to walk.

“What’s wrong? Do your feet hurt?” Chu Molin was taken aback by his dear wife declining his suggestion.

“They don’t hurt, they’re just uncomfortable.” Qin Xue rubbed her leg.

“Why are they so swollen?” Chu Molin sat down, placing her leg on his lap, asking with concern.

“It might be because the baby is too big. The enlarged uterus is pressing on my inferior vena cava, obstructing blood flow to my lower body. This causes my legs to swell. It doesn’t affect the baby’s growth or my health, so don’t worry.” Qin Xue wasn’t too bothered about her situation, just annoyed at the discomfort in her legs.

“Hmm.” Chu Molin only uttered a single word and carefully massaged her legs.

“Chu Molin.” Qin Xue called out to Chu Molin as she watched him.

“Hmm?” Chu Molin replied.

“Chu Molin…” Qin Xue repeated Chu Molin’s name over and over, not saying anything else.

“Hmm.” No matter how many times Qin Xue called him, Chu Molin simply responded affirmatively each time.

“Are you silly? You just respond without asking why I’m calling you?” Qin Xue reached over and gently touched the handsome face of the man across from her.

“As long as you like it, call me however you want, as many times as you want.” Chu Molin did not show any sign of impatience.

“Chu Molin, you’re the best husband in the world.” Qin Xue laid it on thick without any hesitation.

“Do you like having a husband like me?” Chu Molin let go of her foot, sat up straight, and looked at her as he asked.

What Chu Molin really wanted to know was why she was so resistant to men, but he just didn’t know how to broach the topic.