Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1867: Chapter 1861: Am I being selfish?

Ye Xuan had never seen a woman like Qing Zhu. When she didn’t know who the child’s father was, she raised the child alone, which was understandable. But upon knowing who it was, she wasn’t delighted. Instead, she wanted to stay away, which Ye Xuan found intriguing.

He, Ye Xuan, might not be as attractive to women as Chu Molin, but he did have his admirers, though he never had the heart to settle down. However, after meeting Qing Zhu, he felt a special emotion, and now seeing her actions, he had a desire to conquer. He wanted to have this woman, and he wanted her to be willing.

He wondered if Qing Zhu would oppose him when she found out, learning from ordinary women and throwing herself at him, wondering if he’d still want her then. But Qing Zhu couldn’t read minds, nor was she a worm in his stomach, so she didn’t understand this man’s peculiar thoughts.

In future generations, the streets were full of women like her, so Qing Zhu never thought that just being herself would pique a man’s interest.

“Okay, you can take the little girl tomorrow, but you have to bring her back to me at night. If you can do it, take her. If not, pretend I never said this,” Qing Zhu took a step back.

Even though she’s her mother, she doesn’t have the right to deprive the little girl of the familial love she deserves.

Here, she has no relatives, and her daughter only has her as a family member. Now that they’ve found her father and family, aren’t there more people to love her? So Qing Zhu would rather be unhappy herself than deprive her daughter of happiness.

Besides, she didn’t hate Ye Xuan to the point of detestation. She was just upset that he left, causing her so many issues, so she was uncomfortable with him. That’s why she resists Ye Xuan.

“Okay, thank you.” Ye Xuan knew Qing Zhu disliked him, but she was still willing to let him take the child, which made him think more highly of her.

“She’s your daughter too.” Only God knows how stifled Qing Zhu felt saying this.

“Yuran, do you want to go see grandpa with daddy tomorrow? Are you happy?” Ye Xuan saw Qing Zhu’s expression, a smile flashing in his eyes. This woman must be fuming. But she still did it for her daughter, what a foolish woman.

“Since you both have decided, let’s take little Yuran tomorrow when we report. Qing Zhu, are you sure you don’t want to go?” Qin Xue was still persistently asking Qing Zhu.

“No.” Qing Zhu wasn’t stupid. She knew there was a trap there, and if she jumped into it, she wouldn’t be An Xiaochen.

“Alright, though it’s a pity, I respect your decision.” While Qin Xue felt a bit disappointed, she still acknowledged Qing Zhu’s approach.

If it were her, perhaps she couldn’t do what Qing Zhu did, so Qin Xue didn’t insist that she accompany them. There would be opportunities later, wouldn’t there?

Dongfang Li watched them, her heart somewhat moved. She admitted she couldn’t do what Qing Zhu did. In the past, for her own sake, she watched her son struggle but never once stepped up to encourage or comfort him.

Now she saw Qing Zhu’s reluctance to deal with Ye Xuan, yet she was still willing. Perhaps she was too much of a failure as a mother, or her child wouldn’t have left his father to be with her.

At this moment, Dongfang Li suddenly felt she might be too selfish, never considering her child—for her own sake. She was like that in the past, and still is now.