Once Qin Xue has thought sothing through, she won’t let it happen again—at least not that it can’t ever happen, but she won’t let herself run into that kind of accident again. No matter what, a person has to protect herself, right? So, for the sake of her family, she would never let herself fall into that kind of crisis again.
After the family finished dinner, chatting and laughing, she and her husband went out for a walk, leaving her parents to mind the shop. It had been a long ti since she’d walked down this familiar road, and Qin Xue felt a strange sense of déjà vu, like a whole lifeti had passed.
Back when she and Chu Molin were here before, most of the ti she walked this road alone. Now that she could actually see Chu Molin beside her, it all felt a bit unreal instead.
She glanced at Chu Molin at her side. Sure enough, so things, once missed, just turn into regrets. It’s just that now he’s making up for them for her, isn’t he?
"What are you looking at? Watch where you’re going. If you want to stare at , I’ll let you stare all you want when we get back." Chu Molin held her hand, not letting her drift off in her thoughts.
The path here was pretty even, but if you weren’t careful, you could still trip and fall.
The last thing he wanted was to see his wife do a face-plant. As far as he was concerned, that was sothing that must never happen to her.
What Qin Xue wanted was this rare chance to walk this road with Chu Molin and feel a kind of sentint she’d never had before; what Chu Molin wanted was just for her to focus on walking. Honestly, the two of them were thinking and doing completely different things.
But their moods were the sa, because what they both had in their hearts was each other, wasn’t it?
"Chu Molin, how did that batch of liquor you made today turn out?" Qin Xue still hadn’t asked him how it went after she ca back. Now that they had so free ti to chat, they started talking about anything and everything.
"Pretty good. Anyway, whatever you want done, I can finish it within the ti limit." It’s not like Chu Molin was so clueless rookie. As long as it was sothing he wanted to learn, he would definitely master it. So if he wanted to do sothing, he just went ahead and did it.
This was a bit of a blow to Qin Xue, because even if she worked herself to the bone, she still couldn’t keep up with Chu Molin. Honestly, it was a good thing this man was her husband; otherwise, wouldn’t he just piss her off to death?
"My husband is so amazing. When am I ever going to catch up to you? I’m telling you, heaven must have sent you here to help ." Qin Xue looked at Chu Molin with a smile. With such a big helping hand beside her, she really did save herself a lot of trouble.
Not to ntion anything else—just this processing work alone. Even without her around, he could do it so well that she didn’t have to worry at all. This outco was sothing she never would’ve imagined at the beginning.
Who knew he’d do so well? Back then, Qin Yu had to teach several tis over, but with Chu Molin, Qin Yu only had to tell him once and then do it once in front of him, and that was enough. This result really was sothing she hadn’t expected at all at first.
But this way was good too. Now she could feel at ease focusing on handling things at the factory.
After this little episode, Qin Xue felt that working together with Chu Molin was just too satisfying, wasn’t it?
So what she thought about and what she did all revolved around how to finish things over there as quickly as possible, then hurry back to be with her lover and her family.
"You’re my wife. If I don’t help you, who will?" Chu Molin held her hand as they walked forward, as if they could just keep walking like this forever.
In the past, he wouldn’t have dared to dream of any of this; it was just living one day at a ti. Now, though, it was all about living as well as they possibly could.
As long as he was with his wife, every day was a clear sky. Isn’t there a saying: as long as you’re safe and sound, it’s a sunny day? His whole life only gained color because of this woman, Qin Xue. So as long as she was happy, no matter how much he did, it was worth it.
Qin Xue did everything with his good in mind, so why shouldn’t he do more for her? That way she could be more relaxed, right? So, it didn’t matter if he was tired—he just couldn’t let his wife get tired.
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