Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1807: Chapter 1801: No Way You’re Stealing My Wife

“Hmm, I want to marry Mommy too.” Cohen didn’t really understand what it meant; he just thought that if Mommy was Daddy’s wife, they could live together every day. So hearing Yu Chen say to marry Mommy as a wife meant being with Mommy every day, which made Cohen the happiest. He replied very cheerfully, completely unaware that he had been misled by Yu Chen.

“Who are you two saying you want to marry?” Chu Molin’s ominous voice sounded.

“Marry… no one.” The two intended to say marry Qin Xue, but seeing Chu Molin’s stern face, they both shook their heads in unison.

“But I heard you saying you want to marry my wife, is that right?” Chu Molin, seeing their reaction, became even calmer.

“Dad, you heard wrong, we were saying we want to marry a wife as pretty as Mommy.” The two kids quickly denied it. No matter what, they wouldn’t dare admit the truth; otherwise, they would definitely get a beating from Dad, and being beaten hurts.

“But my ears work just fine, I heard it clearly, the person you said you wanted to marry is my wife. So, planning to dig up your dad’s corner, huh? Looks like I’ve been too lenient with you lately. Back to kindergarten for you.” Chu Molin calmly decided their future.

“No, Dad, we’re wrong. We’re still so young, how could you bear to send us to school so early?” Yu Chen looked pitifully at Chu Molin.

“I don’t see you as young at all, talking about marrying wives already. Where are you small, hmm?” Once Chu Molin had made a decision, it wasn’t easy to change it. They always competed with him for his wife at home, but now they wouldn’t be home, he could spend more time with his wife. Indeed, our Mr. Chu had a plan.

“I’m going to tell Mommy you’re bullying us little kids.” Yu Chen pouted at Chu Molin.

“An extra half hour of martial-art squats every morning.” Before Yu Chen’s words could settle, Chu Molin’s voice rang out again.

“Mommy, Dad is…”

“One hour.” Yu Chen hadn’t finished speaking when Chu Molin’s voice sounded again.

“You’re a fascist.” Yu Chen puffed up angrily at Chu Molin.

“Too little? How about one…”

“Can’t I just stop talking?” Yu Chen quickly surrendered before his dad finished speaking. He was too young, no match for his father, but when he grew up, he vowed to get revenge.

“Trying to steal my wife, not a chance, not even a window for you.” Chu Molin looked at the two deflated kids, thinking how dare they think he was a pushover, daring to steal his woman, they had to know who was boss or else they’d be getting too cocky.

Everyone else was shaking their shoulders, clearly holding back laughter. Who knew that such a cold person like Chu Molin could be so terrifyingly jealous that he didn’t even spare his own sons? It was terrifying, but why did it seem so comical, so funny?

But they didn’t dare laugh, knowing how harshly he treated even his own sons. If they dared to laugh out loud, they believed the outcome would be very unpleasant, so they had to hold it in.

“Yu Chen, what’s wrong?” Qin Xue, hearing her younger son calling her, quickened her pace with Nangong Beiying to walk beside them and asked her son.

“Nothing, I just wanted you and Auntie to walk a bit faster.” Yu Chen initially wanted to complain, but seeing his father’s expression, he deflated, lacking the courage.

“Hahaha.” Seeing Yu Chen like this, everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Even the corners of Chu Molin’s mouth suspiciously lifted—a typical case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.