Luo Qiao was amused by her tone and expression. She pulled a bottle of pre-prepared wellness pills out from her bag and handed it over: "I genuinely can’t deal with you. I got this ready for you."
"It might not work instantly, but it can help regulate your body, increase your tabolism. As long as you eat properly, you should slim down pretty quickly."
Ji Lin took the bottle, opened it, examined it thoroughly, then capped it and threw her arms around Luo Qiao in a big hug: "Qiaoqiao is still the best. Thank you so much, sis!"
Then, treating the pills as a treasure, she tucked them carefully into her own bag: "By the way, how many do I take a day, and when should I take them?"
Luo Qiao smiled at her: "Take one in the morning and one in the evening. It’s a month’s supply. When you’re almost done, rember to remind ."
Ji Lin rubbed at the flesh on her stomach. "Finally! There’s hope!"
Miao Shuang seed to have noticed that Shen Juan had sothing on her mind. She exchanged a glance with Luo Qiao and then spoke: "Shen Juan, are you dealing with so kind of trouble?"
Shen Juan shook her head. "It’s nothing major. Seeing you all living so well makes happy for you."
Only then did Ji Lin notice Shen Juan’s off expression and dropped the smile from her face: "Shen Juan, the four of us are friends. What can’t you share with us?"
Miao Shuang chid in: "If you really have sothing bothering you, just say it. At the very least, we can help analyze it and give you so suggestions."
Although Luo Qiao didn’t say anything, her concern was obvious in her gaze.
Shen Juan couldn’t hold it back anymore and her eyes welled up with tears. Luo Qiao patted her shoulder: "If sothing’s wrong, speak up. Two heads are better than one. Bottling it up is just making it harder for you."
Only then did Shen Juan slowly open up: "After graduation, I followed my family’s arrangents and got married through matchmaking. Truthfully, I wasn’t very willing at the ti. I always felt he didn’t have much backbone—whenever sothing ca up, he’d always defer to his mother’s opinion.
But my family was adamant that he had a good job, looked good, and ca from a great family. They told opportunities like this don’t co twice, so I started to hesitate.
His family really did have strong conditions in our area. A lot of people wanted their daughters to marry into the Fang family. At the ti, Fang Ziqiang fell head over heels for , picking up and dropping off at work every day. Maybe I was moved by it, and eventually said yes.
But not long after we got married, I started arguing with my mother-in-law."
At this point, Shen Juan let out a sigh: "I’m embarrassed to even tell you this. Every night when we’re about to shut the door to sleep, there’s always sothing—either this or that. She’d always find so excuse to call Fang Ziqiang out.
At first, I didn’t pay much attention and thought it was legitimate matters. But after a week of the sa, you know how even the slowest person would realize sothing’s off."
Miao Shuang asked, "How many sons does your in-law family have?"
Shen Juan gave a bitter smile: "They’ve got two elder daughters and one younger daughter. Fang Ziqiang is their only son."
Thinking of it, she got a little angry: "Do you know? It took more than half a month after our wedding before we consummated the marriage. Isn’t that ridiculous?"
Maybe she had been holding all this in for too long, unable to talk to her own family about it, so today, in front of her friends, she couldn’t stop spilling her heart.
"I feel like an outsider in that ho. I can’t really integrate into the family. When sothing happens, they don’t involve —it’s just relayed to after the fact, like it’s already settled.
I tried communicating with Fang Ziqiang, but he kept saying his parents have it rough and these are just trivial matters not worth fussing over. He even said it’s much easier for since I don’t have to worry about such things.
After multiple failed attempts at communication, I stopped wanting to get involved or fit in. I began working late shifts whenever possible, covering shifts for others just to avoid going ho. After a while, the Fang family started blaming for neglecting the ho, accusing of not being a good wife or mother.
At first, Fang Ziqiang defended , saying it was just the nature of my job and couldn’t be entirely my fault. But his two older sisters would co ho sotis and stir things up with a few words here and there. He heard it enough tis and started to think I didn’t know how to conduct myself and wasn’t viewing it as a ho. Only the youngest sister would occasionally stick up for .
Later, when I still hadn’t gotten pregnant, my in-laws’ dissatisfaction with grew worse. But think about it—getting called out every night, or having disruptions at critical monts, how could we possibly have children?
Fang Ziqiang did ntion it to his mother, but she always found ways to argue back."
Miao Shuang frowned: "Does your father-in-law do anything about it?"
Shen Juan gave a bitter laugh: "At first, he probably didn’t realize what was happening. Later, when I still hadn’t gotten pregnant, it might have been Fang Ziqiang who told him sothing, and he started to notice his wife’s odd behavior.
Two years later, I finally got pregnant with my son.
But do you know? Having a child made things even worse. From the mont my son was born, apart from breastfeeding, I could hardly even touch him."
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