Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space-Chapter 1857 - 1851: Reality and Distance

Qing Zhu didn’t want Silver Wolf to hold her, she felt very uncomfortable, always wanting to shake him off, but his grip was so tight, no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.

"Let go, I’ll walk by myself." Qing Zhu didn’t want to be led by him.

"You’re not good at walking alone, it’s better if I lead you." The small hand in Silver Wolf’s palm was soft and warm, he never knew a woman’s hand could feel this way.

"Silver Wolf, if you don’t let go, I’ll scream harassment." Qing Zhu looked at the man’s side profile with dissatisfaction, addicted to grabbing, huh?

"Well, try screaming and see if they believe you or me." Silver Wolf only glanced at her, calmly said, but the words made Qing Zhu want to curse, this rascal.

"Let go, I really will watch the road carefully and walk properly by myself." Qing Zhu softened her tone. In the past, she often had business dinners with some men, but those were all very proper, weren’t they? When did she ever have such close, almost intimate, contact with a man?

"Really will walk properly?" Silver Wolf asked, somewhat suspiciously, as he looked at Qing Zhu.

"Yes, yes, truly, I promise." Qing Zhu felt joyful when she heard it, there was hope.

"Alright then, if you’re still distracted, there’ll be no room for negotiation next time." Silver Wolf knew he couldn’t push too hard all at once and prepared to change tactics.

"Okay." As long as he let go of her hand now, Qing Zhu didn’t mind dealing with future matters later.

While Qing Zhu managed to free herself, Yuran on the other side clung tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Yuran, we’re here, let go of uncle’s clothes, alright?" Silver Wolf looked at the little one in his arms, afraid he’d leave, her small hands grasped so tightly they were turning white, tugging at one’s heart.

Qing Yuran shook her head at Silver Wolf, she didn’t want to let go. She didn’t want him to leave. She didn’t want to be separated from Uncle; being with him felt nice and warm. In little Yuran’s heart, she thought of him as her father, so she didn’t want to be apart from him, is that okay?

"Yuran, Uncle has to go home now, be good, alright? Come, let mommy hug you." Qing Zhu had nearly finished packing up their stuff, but this little girl still wouldn’t let go. She felt allowing her to be with this man was a mistake.

She decided, not to let them meet again in the future, otherwise, if every time turned into such a scene, it wouldn’t do.

No matter what Qing Zhu and Silver Wolf said, Qing Yuran just wouldn’t let go. Qing Zhu was out of options, she pried open her fingers one by one and held her daughter in her arms.

"Waaa...waaa..." As she saw Silver Wolf about to leave, Qing Yuran suddenly burst into tears in her mother’s arms.

"Woman, how about you let me have her, you see she’s crying so sadly." Silver Wolf was ready to leave, but upon hearing the child’s cries, his heart softened, feeling Qing Yuran was his weakness.

"Shut up, just leave." Qing Zhu became angry, this little girl was immature, didn’t he understand either? Knowing she cried because she didn’t want him to leave, yet he still came to provoke, did he still want to leave or not? fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"But she..." Silver Wolf was helpless too.

"Don’t worry about it, just go." Qing Zhu looked at the little girl; it was only because he was still here, knowing his heart was soft, unwilling for her to cry, that’s why she was making such a fuss. After he left, she’d stop crying on her own.

"Alright." Silver Wolf felt heartache, listening to the little girl’s cries, it pulled at his heartstrings. If only she were his daughter, then he could take her home, and the little girl wouldn’t have to part with him nor feel so sad. But thoughts don’t align with reality, they can’t be achieved through imagination.

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