Second Aunt Qin and Widow Zhang stood at the village crossroads, eyes red with envy as they watched everyone rush to Sheng Laosan's house.
"Can you believe how lucky that brat Sheng Ning is?" Widow Zhang, thinking of Xu Qigang's physique, felt a heat surge through her body.
She had numerous men, from village lads to city workers, all falling at her feet. But none could compare to the Captain.
Just the thought of his body made hers go weak.
Second Aunt Qin snorted disdainfully, "She's nothing but a lowlife girl."
"Lowlife? I think not! She's quite the catch, particularly with her appeal to men." Widow Zhang secretly envied anyone in the village who was prettier and younger than her.
"Humph! What would an outsider like you know!" Second Aunt Qin felt a smug sense of superiority, for she alone knew just how unlucky that wretched girl Sheng Ning was.
