Sister-in-law Cao, who said this, did not expect Yun Jin to bring up old grievances. Feeling guilty and in the wrong, she almost dug a hole and crawled into it. She blamed Feng Qianqian in her heart, thinking it was all her fault!

Feng Qianqian glanced at Yun Jin's six-month-old belly. Who knew if this fetus, which was destined not to be born, was a boy or a girl?

She saw through it but didn't say anything, secretly mocking Yun Jin for not knowing her own fate.

Cao, who was hurt the most today, agreed: "That's right, if you had explained things clearly, this wouldn't have happened."

Feng Qianqian's lips twitched. She couldn't afford to lose her temper under everyone's gaze, so she could only sincerely apologize and bow to Sister-in-law Cao, saying, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Cao's sister-in-law was finally satisfied. She imitated Yun Jin and lectured, "Alright, I'll let it go this time. Don't be so hesitant in the future."

Feng Qianqian nodded awkwardly, inwardly blaming Yun Jin, that damned woman, for deliberately picking a fight.

Not content with sowing discord, Yun Jin deliberately embarrassed Feng Qianqian: "I never expected that my act of kindness in saving someone today would almost lead to me being slandered. It's better to do fewer good deeds in the future, doesn't Instructor Feng agree?"

Feng Qianqian, who was the center of attention, forced a smile, almost unable to contain her anger; she was the one who suffered the most.

I should have known better than to remind her to be careful.

Wouldn't it be better to just get started?

I regret it. If I could do it all over again, I would never have given Yun Jin the chance to change her fate in her previous life.

Feng Qianqian was filled with remorse and blamed herself: "It's all my fault."

Yun Jin smiled with satisfaction.

Back home, Yun Jin sat down in a chair and handed the military uniform she was wearing to He Tingchuan, intending to find some of her own clothes to wear. After looking around, she found that there was nothing suitable for her to wear at the moment.

The clothes in the house were all tattered clothes brought from his hometown by his first wife. Not only were they patched, but Yun Jin, who was six months pregnant, couldn't fit into them anymore.

Yun Jin searched her memory and found that this first wife was just putting on a brave face. She was pregnant and still tried to divide the child with He Tingchuan, thinking that by being proud and not spending He Tingchuan's money, she could be on equal footing with him.

For the sake of that worthless sense of self-respect, she refused to spend He Tingchuan's money and secretly suffered on her own. Who was she trying to impress?

This awkward personality must have been created by the novel's author.

Indeed, someone who would commit suicide in a fit of anger to avenge those who humiliated and bullied her is unlikely to have a good character.

She tossed the ill-fitting clothes aside, glancing at He Tingchuan, who remained silent. This man hadn't spoken since returning, staring at her coldly, and she wondered what he was thinking.

Yun Jin didn't care about his thoughts; all she wanted to do right now was live her own life well.

The fact that she transmigrated into the book cannot be changed, so she might as well make the best of it.

Now that He Tingchuan is her husband, Yun Jin can't be like the original owner and force herself to suffer.

She's just deluding herself about things she doesn't deserve.

"He Tingchuan, are you busy this afternoon?" Yun Jin looked directly at the tall, long-legged man in front of her. In this compound, she was only familiar with him, and she didn't know what was going on outside the military family compound.

Naturally, someone needs to lead the way.

He Tingchuan is the best candidate.

He Tingchuan frowned: "What are you going to do now?"

Yun Jin glanced at the man in his smart military uniform and said sarcastically, "Buying clothes? Can't you see your wife has nothing to wear?"

"Okay!" He Tingchuan had already seen it. It wasn't that he hadn't given her money to buy clothes, but he didn't know what this woman was thinking. She was stubborn and awkward, refusing to spend the money she was given, and wearing patched clothes brought from the countryside, insisting that poverty was the most glorious thing.

"I'm hungry." Pregnant women get hungry quickly.

Yun Jin had been here for two hours, and now she was hungry and just wanted to eat.

Without a word, He Tingchuan picked up the aluminum square box, glanced at her, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat whatever you can get, it's up to you." Yun Jin was too hungry to speak, leaning weakly against the back of the chair, her eyes urging him to hurry up.

Living in a military family compound is great; you don't have to cook for yourself, you can just get food from the canteen.

Of course, the food in the cafeteria is mass-produced and can't compare to the stir-fries at home.

Yun Jin doesn't know how to cook, and she doesn't plan to.

Now that she was alone in the house, she had the time to look around the small three-story family dormitory. He Tingchuan, being the regimental commander, lived on the second floor, and everyone could cook in the corridor.

At that time, the tenement buildings did not have kitchens; the kitchens were all located outside.

Smelling the aroma of other people's stir-fries, Yun Jin couldn't help but swallow her saliva, wanting to find some snacks to fill her mouth, only to find that there was nothing to eat at home.

The original owner usually ate at the cafeteria. She brought twelve yuan with her when she came from her hometown. After getting married, she didn't have a job, and her brother was gone. She only had He Tingchuan's monthly salary to hand over.

Aside from regular meals, they wouldn't spend an extra penny.

I'm afraid I won't be able to repay the debt after a divorce.

Looking at her thin arms and legs, Yun Jin thought to herself, "It's true, she's not eating well and not getting enough to eat. It's no wonder she's so thin. And yet she still can't think straight. She took her own life in a fit of anger after being humiliated a few times."

That's really pathetic.

I didn't know the original wife was so pathetic when I was reading the novel.

Now Yun Jin knows.

Thinking of the money that the first wife was hiding and unwilling to spend, Yun Jin planned to find it and spend it all when she went out to buy clothes. If she didn't spend it, there would be plenty of women to spend money for He Tingchuan in the future.

The place where the money was hidden was a bit high. Yun Jin, who wasn't used to her big belly, stood on tiptoe and almost reached it. Her belly was pulled, and the pain almost made her fall. Yun Jin broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as she was about to fall, a strong arm wrapped around her waist and supported her steadily. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging and the knuckles were white. He Tingchuan's cold voice was in her ear: "Yun Jin, have you made enough trouble?"

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