Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space-Chapter 1033 - 1027 Learning Objectives_1
Chapter 1033: Chapter 1027 Learning Objectives_1
Chapter 1033: Chapter 1027 Learning Objectives_1
Jing Xin snapped back to reality, looking at Chu Molin next to him. He knew their ideas diverged; Jing Xin was well aware of Chu Molin’s decisiveness. Yet, his own wavering and indecisiveness sometimes plagued him, an inescapable trait that had eventually caused his wife to leave him, her heart broken.
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“Boss, where do you think they might be now? Are they doing well?” Jing Xin asked, looking into the distance with a low voice.
“Stop worrying. Once this is all over, I will take you to them. But I want you to be prepared – your wife can no longer speak.” Chu Molin decided to break the news to Jing Xin.
“Boss, you know where they are? But how could she have lost her voice? Did something bad happen to them?” Jing Xin asked Chu Molin anxiously.
“When I met them, nothing had happened. As for why she can’t speak, that’s a question for you. Don’t you know what you did to render her speechless?” Chu Molin was surprised to find that Jing Xin genuinely had no idea. He had thought Jing Xin already knew and was just trying to prepare him mentally in case he had forgotten a painful memory.
“Are you saying that she lost her voice because of me?” Jing Xin could hardly believe this.
“Xue’er has told me that it was because she walked in on you and Jing Yuan in bed, which shocked her greatly. She wanted to help Fang Xiu get treatment, but she was pregnant at the time. The pregnancy was precarious, with signs of possible miscarriage, so Xue’er didn’t dare do anything. They decided to deal with it after the baby was born.” Chu Molin relayed Qin Xue’s words exactly to Jing Xin.
“Boss, thank you. And sister-in-law too. I dare not imagine what they would have had to endure without your help. But I have been such a bastard. Due to my negligence, they suffered greatly.” Jing Xin said, slapping himself on the head twice in irritation.
“Even if you beat yourself to death now, it won’t change what has happened. What’s the use of being like this? Instead, think about what you’re going to say when you meet them and how you’re going to beg for their forgiveness, rather than wallowing in self-pity.” Right now, Chu Molin felt like giving him a good beating.
“Boss, I understand. I will regain my composure and seek their forgiveness.” Jing Xin wiped his face with his hand. Boss was right; given the current circumstances, moping about was futile. He had to act properly to achieve the result he wanted.
“Consider the consequences before you act in the future. Some things, once done, are irrevocable, you know.” Chu Molin said, gazing distantly into the horizon.
“I understand. Isn’t that precisely the feeling I’m experiencing now? It’s strange, I can’t express what I’m thinking to anyone else, but I can talk freely with you. I don’t feel like hiding anything from you. Doesn’t that sound unbelievable?” Jing Xin wasn’t quite sure why he was expressing such thoughts, but that’s what he did.
“Perhaps some unseen force is binding us together as a family.” Chu Molin stood up, patted Jing Xin’s shoulder and left, leaving Jing Xin standing there, deep in thought.
Watching the retreating figure of Chu Molin, Jing Xin also turned towards his command center. They were working in shifts; he was taking over one group of rescuers, while Chu Molin commanded another. They worked from different command centers, so they walked in opposite directions.
