Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space-Chapter 1863 - 1857: Back After Many Turns

"I really didn’t expect things to come full circle like this." Qin Xue also didn’t anticipate this turn of events.

A woman she saved by chance turned out to be connected to someone around her. How coincidentally dramatic is this?

Speaking of Qing Zhu, isn’t this woman’s change too rapid? She wasn’t like this in the morning. Was she swapped like me?

"Xuexue, serve the food. What are you looking at?" Qing Zhu called out to the distracted Qin Xue.

"What did you just call me?" This time, Qin Xue clearly heard Qing Zhu and asked excitedly.

"Xuexue, haven’t I always called you that? Hurry up and get me some food, just like before, only eighty percent full. I need to lose weight." Qing Zhu instructed casually.

"Ah, ah, Chenchen, you’re Chenchen, you’ve regained your memory and turned out to be Chenchen. I missed you so much." Who would have thought Qin Xue would ignore the social norms and hug Qing Zhu tightly?

"Ah, you awful woman, are you trying to strangle me? Let go." Qing Zhu yelled, though she really missed them too after being alone in a daze for so long.

"This is so wonderful. I thought I’d never see you again, you terrible woman." Qin Xue said as she started crying. Who knew how much she missed her, even dreaming about her several times.

Now, being told that Qing Zhu is An Xiaochen was indeed thrilling for her. If only Yingying were here, then the three of them could reunite.

"Are you silly? Isn’t this supposed to be a happy moment? Why are you crying?" Qing Zhu, though resigned to the situation, still had deep-seated insecurities, even as a mother of two. She thought Chu Molin’s love had already filled those gaps, but apparently not.

"I’ve missed you all so much. I didn’t realize you were always by my side. Do you think I’m foolish?" Qin Xue asked Qing Zhu while choking up.

"Not foolish. Who dares to call our Xuexue foolish in this world? I’ll beat them up for you." Qing Zhu patted Qin Xue’s back to console her.

When Chu Molin came over, seeing his wife embracing Qing Zhu and crying, he understood what she meant. So, this was the An Xiaochen she’s been thinking about all along. Now it’s perfect; the three sisters are reunited. His wife should be happy now.

Ye Xuan emerged shortly after, confused by the scene before him. He had only stepped out a moment after that woman, and suddenly this happened.

"Bro, what’s going on here?" Ye Xuan asked Chu Molin beside him.

"It’s just as you see. Did you have a clear conversation?" Chu Molin didn’t mention who Qing Zhu was or where she came from.

"Not really worked out. That woman refuses to talk seriously." Ye Xuan was at a loss as well. Since Qing Zhu wouldn’t talk, he couldn’t force the issue, choosing to leave it for later.

"How does it feel to be a dad?" Chu Molin, unexpectedly talkative, asked.

"My heart is swollen, both joyful and sad." Ye Xuan hadn’t expected to suddenly have such a grown-up daughter.

No wonder the first time he saw Yuran, his heart softened, instinctively drawn to her. That feeling only intensified with more interactions.

Upon realizing she was his daughter, that swirl of emotions was something beyond ordinary comprehension.

Ye Xuan felt a happiness he had never experienced in his life, a prideful feeling. It was as if owning her had granted him the satisfaction of having the entire world.