Liu Jingyi wasn't from this era, and when she said these words, she didn't blush at all, not even blinking.
Those around her were incredibly embarrassed.
Liu Jingyi was supposed to be an educated person, how could she say such things? She had absolutely no shame!
After speaking, Liu Jingyi even winked at Li Chunhua.
Of course, Liu Jingyi did it entirely on purpose.
Like Liu Jingyi, Li Chunhua had also used tricks to get her current marriage!
But the two were different. Liu Jingyi was beautiful, knew how to be charming, and came from a wealthy family, while Li Chunhua wasn't so lucky. And men can't be compared.
Her husband, when he came home, would only complain of being tired. He wouldn't help with cooking or housework, not even lifting a finger to serve her food.
After eating and taking a shower, he would lie in bed and fall fast asleep, having no interest in her whatsoever.
In terms of sex, it was more like a perfunctory act; her mother-in-law was constantly nagging about her grandson.
"Liu Jingyi, how can you talk like that? Have you no shame?"
"Sister Li, I treat you like an older sister. Besides, we're all from the same military compound, and we're all adults. What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Liu Jingyi didn't bother to give her a friendly look, but she still had to greet Sister Chen properly. After all, Sister Chen had initially wanted to get along with her, but the original owner of this body hadn't appreciated it.
Liu Jingyi smiled and said to Sister Chen, "Sister Chen, I have something to do today, so I'll be leaving now. Come to my house for dinner next time."
Sister Chen was also surprised, after all, this was the first time Liu Jingyi had greeted her with such a smile and politely invited her to dinner. Even if it was just a formality, it was still quite a rare gesture.
After Liu Jingyi finished speaking, she ignored Li Chunhua's almost dripping ink and Sister Chen's obvious stunned silence.
With a victorious and slightly mischievous smile, Liu Jingyi twisted her slender waist, her skirt drawing a beautiful arc, and turned to leave.
The crisp sound of heeled leather shoes clicking on the concrete floor was particularly jarring in the sudden silence, each click feeling like a blow to Li Chunhua's heart.
"You! You…you stop right there!" Li Chunhua trembled with rage, pointing at Liu Jingyi's retreating figure, her voice cracking.
Liu Jingyi didn't even turn her head, nor did she pause, simply waving her hand casually, her nonchalant demeanor drawing stares from those around her.
"Bang!"
Li Chunhua, never one to back down easily, finally found an outlet for her pent-up anger. She grabbed an enamel mug—unknown to someone—from the nearby stone table and slammed it to the ground.
The cheap enamel mug shattered instantly with a piercing sound, spilling its half-full contents onto the floor, wetting it.
"Shameless! Despicable! Vixen!" Li Chunhua's chest heaved violently, spittle flying as she spoke, her voice distorted by extreme anger and shame.
"She really thinks she can be so disrespectful just because she's a bit pretty and her family has some money? Who does she think she is! Everyone in the compound knows about her dirty laundry! Bah!"
Several people who had been watching the commotion were startled by her sudden outburst.
Some looked disapproving, finding Li Chunhua's behavior too aggressive;
others' eyes flickered, clearly agreeing with Li Chunhua's assessment of Liu Jingyi as a "vixen"; and a few exchanged glances, a hint of anticipation in their eyes.
Sister Chen frowned as she looked at the mess of enamel shards and water stains on the ground.
She stepped forward, grabbed Li Chunhua's still trembling arm, and tried to calmly persuade her, "Chunhua, that's enough, that's enough. Calm down. We've known about her mouth for a while now, she's so outspoken, do
n't take it to heart." "Outspoken?" Li Chunhua abruptly shook off Sister Chen's hand, her eyes red as she glared at her.
"Sister Chen, listen to what she's saying! Is that something she should say in public?
She...she's clearly saying it on purpose for me to hear! She just can't stand to see me doing well! She climbed up herself through seductive tricks, does she think everyone else is as dirty as her?!"
Li Chunhua became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, her voice trembling with tears.
Every word Liu Jingyi had just said was like a poisoned needle, piercing precisely into her most painful and shameful places—her husband's indifference, her mother-in-law's nagging, and their routine, devoid of warmth in their married life.
The bitterness and humiliation she had so often swallowed alone in the dead of night were now brutally exposed by Liu Jingyi in public, tantamount to a public execution.
"She's just lucky, what's she so smug about? Huh?"
Li Chunhua practically screamed, tears finally streaming down her face. "My good-for-nothing husband! All he does is work himself to death! He comes home like a dead man! What kind of life am I living?!"
She covered her face, suppressed sobs seeping through her fingers.
Sister Chen sighed; any words of comfort seemed futile at this moment.
Liu Jingyi's life was indeed something many women in the compound secretly envied and resented.
She was exceptionally beautiful, from a wealthy family, and married a young and promising husband. Even though she was incredibly demanding, Leng Yunting still doted on her, giving her an air of arrogant confidence in public, and her words and actions exuded a reckless disregard for consequences.
But Li Chunhua… well, what to say?
She herself had climbed into her husband's bed in the first place, and this ending was simply her bad luck—being stuck with such a dull-witted husband and a difficult mother-in-law. Life was unbearable.
"Alright, alright, stop crying. People will laugh at you."
Sister Chen reached out again, gently patting Li Chunhua's back, her voice softening. "Life is your own, just endure it. What's the point of comparing yourself to her? It's not worth getting angry. Go home, it's almost time to cook."
Li Chunhua sobbed, half-helping, half-supporting Sister Chen as she was pulled up.
She wiped away her tears fiercely, glaring venomously at the direction Liu Jingyi had disappeared, gritting her teeth and whispering, "Liu Jingyi...you just wait! I'll get my revenge for this!"
She shook off Sister Chen's hand, not even bothering to greet the others, head down, her steps unsteady yet filled with a fierce determination as she strode quickly towards her home, her back view filled with dishevelment and resentment.
The remaining military wives then gathered around, chattering amongst themselves.
"Tsk tsk, that Liu Jingyi, she really has a sharp tongue!"
"Who says otherwise? Li Chunhua is really unlucky, being humiliated like that in public."
"But... what Liu Jingyi said... seems to be true?" someone whispered, a hint of gossip in their voice.
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Someone might hear us! Li Chunhua's husband may be a bit of a coward, but can he say things like that? Our men are still under Commander Liu's command!"