Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Chapter 1705 - 1699: Don’t Be Upset Because of Others

Chapter 1705: Chapter 1699: Don’t Be Upset Because of Others

In the Qin household, after Qin Xue and the others discussed the plan to search for the child tomorrow, everyone reluctantly went to rest.

"Chu Molin, didn’t you return to the Imperial Capital? How come you’re here?" Qin Xue propped herself up and looked at Chu Molin beside her.

"We did go back to the Imperial Capital. But midway, I had an uneasy feeling in my heart. Then, I had a dream while sleeping, and combined with that unease, I felt something was wrong with the child.

Because I couldn’t calm down, I let them go ahead to report back and also had them help ask the school for leave on my behalf. My instincts have always been accurate. So I got off the car midway and transferred to another to come here." Chu Molin had avoided many dangers relying on these instincts, so this time he decisively switched cars and came back midway.

"We only just arrived in the village ourselves. We didn’t even go home, and when we heard something had happened to the child, we went straight out to look. But after searching all day, we still didn’t find anything. Honestly, it’s driving me crazy with worry." When Qin Xue thought about whether the child might be starving or being beaten, her heart ached unbearably.

"Don’t overthink it. Didn’t Rain say when they came back that Qin Su’e was at home? So I think there must be someone else involved with her. It’s just that we don’t know who they are yet. But I believe we’ll have answers tomorrow.

Now Ji Dong has also sent people to keep watch on her. That way, if someone makes contact with her, we’ll know the situation immediately." Chu Molin thought about how it was nighttime now, not suitable for action. Otherwise, he would already be out searching.

He could go out alone at night without any problem, but if he went, Qin Xue would unquestionably insist on going with him. He could disregard his own safety, but he couldn’t disregard his wife’s. So he could only restrain himself and wait until daylight.

"That damn woman. I never even provoked her, but she keeps creating drama to make herself relevant. This time, I’m definitely going to make her regret messing with me. I thought after last time, she’d have learned her lesson. Who knew she’d not only refuse to change but even dare stoop to such despicable methods? I really regret not finishing her off last time." Qin Xue wasn’t afraid of Molin thinking she was ruthless. If someone dared to harm her child, they had better be prepared for the consequences.

"Don’t worry. This time, I won’t let her cause trouble again." Last time, Chu Molin and Qin Yu had only forced her into a marriage. This time, he wouldn’t show mercy.

These repeated schemes had worn thin the patience of both Qin Xue and Chu Molin. Initially, Molin had tolerated her for the sake of Qin Xue’s villagers, wanting to avoid creating trouble for his in-laws. But who knew she’d have the audacity to keep targeting Xue’er? This time, he wouldn’t give her another chance to stir up trouble.

"Chu Molin, to be honest, I’ve never hated anyone as much as I hate her. But this time, I genuinely feel like killing her. If killing weren’t illegal, I might’ve already done it." Qin Xue thought about her loving family, her doting husband, and her small child. If not for their sake, she would certainly let Qin Su’e experience what it truly meant to wish for death over life.

There were too many people who cared about her. She didn’t want them to worry, so there were too many things she had to restrain herself from doing. It left her feeling bound and powerless.

"Xue’er, don’t let garbage like that ruin your happiness, and certainly don’t let someone like her cost you the rest of your life. If you want her to suffer, I have plenty of ways. Trust me—leave it all to me." Chu Molin pulled his wife into his arms and gently patted her back to soothe her emotions. He was truly afraid she might do something irreversible because of that woman.