Are they feeling sympathy? Or are their hearts just being kind?
The thickness of their skin...
An Jing, utterly speechless and even more annoyed, said, "Thank you all very much!"
Lin Luye actually thought An Jing was thanking her and immediately smiled modestly: "What’s there to be polite about? After all, we are cousins by marriage, even though you did not marry as well as I did, but we shouldn’t become estranged, right?"
An Jing felt disgusted; Lin Luye was truly shameless.
"Alas," Lin Luye suddenly heaved a heavy sigh, putting on a look of great sympathy for An Jing, "If only you could have children, then you would have been the one to marry Shuangquan, how pitiful. Cousin, you really are pitiable. As a woman, how come you just can’t have children? When I was having my two daughters, I always thought of you; I really do sympathize with you, cousin. You truly are too pitiful."
An Jing thought to herself: So we have finally come to this topic! Very good!
"You shouldn’t blame Shuangquan," Lin Luye sighed again, "Shuangquan had no choice, who made it so you can’t have children? Who doesn’t want descendants, who doesn’t wish for a house full of children, but cousin, you simply can’t have any, we couldn’t let Shuangquan go without an heir, so Shuangquan had no choice but to call off your marriage."
Now that Lin Luye had spoken in this way, Pan Shuangquan did not feel any regret about calling off the marriage with An Jing. Still, he also put on a sorrowful demeanor and said to An Jing: "Don’t blame me, it’s truly because you... alas... never mind, let’s not talk about it."
It seemed self-reproachful, but in reality, he placed all the blame on her, as if the fault lay in her not being able to bear children.
An Jing laughed coldly in her heart, but her face was all smiles: "Why should I blame you? I should thank you, thank you for your kindness of not marrying me back then. If not for you, how would I have met my husband?"
With that, An Jing affectionately clung to Xiao Changyi’s left arm, looking blissful as if having Xiao Changyi was more than enough.
Pan Shuangquan only felt it was an eyesore, and his heart was especially uncomfortable. He had intended to belittle An Jing to elevate himself, but he hadn’t expected An Jing to thank him for not marrying her, and act as if he was just incomparable to Xiao Changyi, which made him feel uncomfortable.
When Lin Luye saw An Jing boldly hugging Xiao Changyi’s arm, she was initially stunned, then pretended to be shocked and exclaimed: "Cousin, how can you be so shameless? In the presence of such a crowd, to be with your husband..."
Lin Luye intentionally left her sentence unfinished, and the passing villagers of Jiuping Village also stopped out of curiosity to watch.
Just then, two government officials happened to be patrolling by, heard the commotion, and stopped out of curiosity to watch as well.
Seeing this, An Jing thought to herself, excellent, with no audience, how could she utterly strip these two of their dignity.
Now was the perfect time!
"I am shameless?" An Jing laughed radiantly twice, "After all, who is the shameless one here, Lin Luye, I think you are clearer about it than anyone."
Lin Luye’s heart skipped a beat, feeling like some unspeakable secret was known to An Jing.
Without waiting for Lin Luye to respond, An Jing casually continued: "I wonder who it was that, disheveled, was frolicking with Pan Shuangquan in the woods; I have stumbled upon you twice, oh, and I imagine others in Jiuping Village must have as well."
The onlooking crowd immediately erupted. Was this implying Lin Luye and Pan Shuangquan had done unspeakable things in the woods?
Lin Luye and Pan Shuangquan both turned pale instantly, completely surprised that An Jing had witnessed their tryst in the forest.