"There's nothing strange about it, no matter who your biological father is, you're my wife. That's all I need to know." When Chu Molin first heard it, he paused for a moment, but as Qin Xue finished speaking, he knew she wasn't someone fragile; she wouldn't be that weak.
"Did you know from the start?" Qin Xue looked up at him, then leaned against his shoulder, asking.
"Yes." Chu Molin didn't hide it.
"Then why didn't you ask?" Qin Xue knew that someone as smart as him would have figured out so many clues. If he pretended not to understand even this, she'd doubt whether he was playing dumb on purpose.
"What difference does asking make? Not asking either? You are you, and they are them. Your home is in the Qin family village and has no connection with the Qins here. Wouldn't asking just make you sad? There's no need for that." Chu Molin didn't rely on the Qins' connections, so why bother mentioning it?
