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Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Chapter 395 Please Spare Me [Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Votes+]

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"Xiao Ying, don’t be angry. I, I didn’t mean to..." Xie Jingyang was suddenly sobered by her glare, quickly grabbed her arm as she turned to walk away, and hurriedly apologized.

"Let go!" Jiang Xiaoying felt as if thunder was rolling in her head, unable to believe that Xie Jingyang was this kind of man!

As a result, her face flushed red from this sudden insult, her eyes turning even redder.

Having been widowed for many years, she knew many men wanted to have a ’dewy affair’ with her, which she found particularly detestable.

Who decided that a widow must be loose and casual?

Clearly, it is the men who first degrade women, and yet they end up blaming women for being unchaste?

While one should not paint everyone with the same brush, if it were not for men’s initial lust, would widows be subjugated and forced to submit?

Everyone has their way of living, but there is no one who is inherently depraved. They are merely forced by life, choosing the most beneficial way to live.

Jiang Xiaoying never felt that she had to keep to her deceased husband for life. After all, her emotional foundation with her late husband was non-existent; he was a soldier, and they were often apart. Facing in-laws who were difficult and irrational without his support, how could she harbor any feelings for him?

Moreover, observing mourning for three years was more for her daughter’s sake.

When her husband died, her daughter was just three weeks old. Remarrying and abandoning her daughter would be like throwing her into a den of wolves; she did not bear her daughter out of struggle just to have her degraded by others!

Observing three years of mourning for her late husband would mean her daughter would be nearly seven years old by then. She would earn a good reputation—why not?

Ultimately, remarrying at twenty-two or twenty-five or twenty-six wouldn’t make much of a difference.

Either way, she couldn’t escape the fact of being a divorcee, even if her spouse had sacrificed himself for the country. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

If the family of the man she remarried looked down on her daughter, life would definitely be different.

She cherished the daughter she struggled to bring up. She’d rather endure hardships herself than expect a young child to bear them.

This was inconsistent with her family values.

Although her mother was still alive back then, if not for her sensible brother and sister-in-law, she couldn’t have returned to her maternal home for support.

Moreover, when her mother died, she pressed her to wait just three years before starting to look for a good man to marry.

What mother could bear to see her daughter, only in her twenties, remain a widow for a man her whole life?

Jiang Xiaoying was not that foolish.

But a proper matchmaking session and being treated by Xie Jingzi like this were fundamentally different!

She felt that Xie Jingyang was shamelessly playing games with her!

Though a widow, she still had her dignity. How could she not be angry!

"Xiao Ying, I’m sorry! I, I was just confused and didn’t see clearly. Please don’t be mad! I, I’m willing to take responsibility!"

Xie Jingyang didn’t know what to say to make her stay. Seeing Xiao Ying’s eyes full of disdain and anger towards him, he blurted out without thinking.

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