"Liang Hongmei?" Liang Hongmei's words hit Qiu Hualan's heart directly, successfully provoking her. She lost control of her emotions and angrily slammed the table, standing up. "Who cares about your sympathy? I, Qiu Hualan, need your pity the least in this lifetime... Yes, I am jealous of you. Who told you to find a good man? Why? I am younger than you, my father is the village secretary, why do those men surround you all day? Why was I abandoned after happily finding a partner? While your man is devoted to a woman who doesn't recognize a single character. Why do I, with a middle school level education, have to marry a drunkard? Why is heaven so unfair. Why..." Qiu Hualan let all the jealousy pent up inside her burst out, and as she spoke, she started crying. Eventually, she sadly covered her face and sobbed.
