Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

Chapter 697 - 693 How to put it, it’s man-made



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"Old Xie, who are all these people? Are they here to see my big belly? Wuu, my little feet are so sore from standing too long. Are they all bullying me because I’m pregnant? I don’t know who lacks such decency, wanting to watch a drama without minding the fuss, turning this place into a theatre. Let’s go, quickly help me back to Yan’s place—"

Yan Jinsu’s face slightly pale, she glanced disdainfully around her and spoke with full contempt:

"Tsk tsk, it’s rare for me to step out, and first I’m intercepted like being punished to stand and forced to acknowledge relatives, then I have to be watched and pointed at like a monkey. What unforgivable sin have I, Yan Jinsu, committed, to attract such attention? So unlucky! Every time I encounter her, it’s like I’ve had eight generations of bad luck."

Yan Jinsu’s volume wasn’t low. Many who had come to ’watch the drama’ got a retort from Yan Jinsu, making their faces look ugly, and feeling a mix of laughter and tears inside.

No wonder she, the pregnant woman, was angry. Compared to Yan Jinxian, who acts like a delicate Little White Flower, seeing Yan Jinsu with her belly protruding, her little face only slightly pale [she was actually fair-skinned], made her appear much more vulnerably real.

After all, Yan Jinsu’s big belly was right there for all to see, obviously garnering more sympathy than Yan Jinxian.

As she passed by Yan Jinxian, Yan Jinsu let out a low sneer and mockingly said in a volume loud enough for Yan Jinxian to hear, "Oh, right, my man doesn’t pick up worn-out shoes!"

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