Chapter 177: It May Be Vile, but It Feels Wonderful

The man raised his eyes to glance at Lin Jingyue, and was instantly struck by her appearance.

As the weather was turning warm, Lin Jingyue wore a blue short-sleeved shirt paired with black trousers, and small leather shoes on her feet. Her hair was styled into a low ponytail, revealing a smooth, full forehead and skin as fair as snow, making her extraordinarily eye-catching inside the train carriage.

Therefore, even in what Lin Jingyue considered her most ordinary outfit, it was impossible for anyone to look away.

The man smiled lazily and said, "Young lady, you're so skinny. If I just move aside a bit, there will be more than enough room for you to sit."

With such a fragrant young lady sitting beside him...

The man's gaze grew even bolder, causing the surrounding passengers to quickly avert their eyes.

Unwilling to meddle in other people's business, most people were simply intimidated by the man's burly figure.

Just as the man anticipated that Lin Jingyue would be frightened and had already plotted his next move, the young lady opposite him unexpectedly smiled, blooming like a flower.

"Is that so?"

As soon as those two words fell, just as the man was about to speak, his body suddenly lifted off the ground, and the next moment—bang!

Only belatedly did he feel the pain. Looking up at the towering Lin Jingyue from his position on the floor, he stammered, "You—you damn girl!"

Before he could even react, he had been hoisted right into the air by Lin Jingyue.

"Bang!" Lin Jingyue delivered a punch straight into him.

"Cough, cough..." The man instantly doubled over and started coughing violently.

He looked at Lin Jingyue as if he had just seen a ghost, finally realizing that he had indeed just been lifted up by her effortlessly.

Panic set in immediately.

He began backing away frantically. "Mis... Comrade, Comrade, I was blind and failed to recognize a true expert. Cough, cough, it was my fault..."

Enduring the pain, he scrambled to his feet and fled toward the rear carriage, collapsing onto a seat there.

The passengers in the carriage: "..."

Some wanted to make sarcastic remarks, but the previous incident served as a stark deterrent.

"Was someone causing a disturbance just now?" The train conductor arrived right after Lin Jingyue sat back down.

She smiled and said, "Someone was indeed causing trouble, Comrade. In fact, I suspect that the man who told you someone was making a scene here earlier is actually trying to evade his fare."

The conductor gave Lin Jingyue a look and replied, "Rest assured, Comrade, we will verify that."

Once the conductor left, the middle-aged woman sitting next to Lin Jingyue leaned over and asked, "Young lady, how did you know that man was trying to dodge his fare?"

Everyone else nearby also cast curious glances in her direction.

"I just guessed," Lin Jingyue replied with a smile.

***

Afterward, she closed her eyes to rest. The other passengers resumed their whispering, and gradually, Lin Jingyue drifted off to sleep. When she woke up again, it was lunchtime, and she had been woken up by hunger.

The middle-aged woman beside her and the young man and woman sitting across from her were all eating.

The young couple opposite her looked to be around twenty years old and were very nicely dressed; their clothes had no patches and looked seventy to eighty percent new.

The two of them acted quite affectionately toward each other, likely newlyweds.

Their meal was also lavish: white rice, boiled eggs, and minced meat with tofu.

After a moment of thought, under the cover of her bag, Lin Jingyue retrieved a portion of stir-fried chicken with green peppers over white rice from her spatial storage.

As soon as the lunchbox was opened, the mouth-watering aroma immediately captured the attention of many nearby.

The middle-aged woman beside her couldn't control the twitching of the corners of her mouth.

This seating arrangement was truly a form of torture. The people opposite were eating eggs, minced meat tofu, and white rice, while the person right next to her was dining on chicken and white rice. Where did all these prodigal children come from?

She took a vicious bite of her coarse grain steamed bun, paired it with some salted vegetables, and chewed her throat-scratching lunch while cursing inwardly.

"Auntie, have this egg." The young woman opposite suddenly extended a tender, white-boiled egg toward the middle-aged woman.

This unexpected move stunned not only the middle-aged woman but everyone else around them as well.

"Mom, Mom, I want to eat an egg! I want an egg!" The brat, whose mouth was already watering, immediately began tugging frantically at his mother's sleeve, his eyes glued to the egg.

The woman across from them swallowed hard, grabbed the egg, peeled it, and shoved it straight into her mouth.

The speed of her action left the young woman dumbfounded.

The brat was also dumbfounded. Seeing that the egg was gone, he burst into loud wailing. "Waaah... The egg is gone! Give me my egg back, give me back my egg..."

The shrill, piercing noise made everyone's heads ache.

Lin Jingyue glanced at the stiff-faced young couple opposite her and continued eating her meal with an expression of utter indifference.

"Comrade, you have another egg there, give it to us," the boy's mother demanded, pointing at the man's lunchbox with a sense of entitlement.

Since they had already generously given one away, they surely wouldn't be stingy with the second.

"Do a good deed to the end. The child has never tasted an egg before."

The man's expression turned ugly, and the young woman's smile stiffened. She had only thought the auntie across the aisle looked kind-hearted, but who would have expected...

She certainly couldn't let her husband's egg be given away.

In a split second, the young woman moved with lightning speed, peeled the egg, and shoved it directly into her partner's mouth.

Oh, snap.

Lin Jingyue immediately covered her ears.

***

Fortunately, she had the foresight. Sure enough, the very next moment, the brat's heart-wrenching crying erupted once more, accompanied by him rolling around on the floor. Within seconds, his clothes were covered in a thick layer of dust.

His already filthy garments became completely indistinguishable from their original color.

"Cry, cry, cry! Why don't you just cry yourself to death? What eggs do you think you deserve to eat? Do you even have the life for it?"

"Bah! Hypocrites with fake kindness! If you didn't want to give it away, you shouldn't have flashed it around to show off. Eating like that without caring about others, you'll never have sons!"

The woman cursed angrily, her words vicious and crude.

Lin Jingyue noticed that the face of the young woman opposite her had turned entirely green.

"Young lady, look... could you give my child a piece of meat? He's making such an unsightly scene." Just as Lin Jingyue was maintaining her stance of treating the matter as none of her concern, the woman turned her gaze toward her and spoke.

Hmm?

The brat's crying also ceased. He looked at Lin Jingyue with stifled sobs, his face smeared with a messy mixture of snot and tears.

It completely ruined one's appetite.

Fortunately, Lin Jingyue had the foresight not to look at the child.

She said calmly, "No."

"What? No? If you won't give it, why take it out and show it off? Such a young girl and your heart is already so vicious!" The boy's mother glared at her, completely forgetting how Lin Jingyue had manhandled the earlier man.

"A vicious heart?" Lin Jingyue smiled brightly, showing not a trace of anger. "This doesn't count, you know."

Just as everyone was wondering what she meant, she produced another boiled egg, peeled it leisurely, and began biting into it piece by piece.

Before she even finished that, she pulled out a bright red, large apple. "Oh my, after eating eggs and meat, having an apple to finish is truly refreshing."

"Wah—" The brat, who looked to be about eight or nine years old and had probably never suffered such emotional devastation before, burst into uncontrollable tears all over again.

"You..." The boy's mother pointed at Lin Jingyue, her face turning livid with rage.

"Don't point at me, or I'll beat you up. Anyway, I have plenty of money; even if I break your hand and have it reattached later, it's no big deal," Lin Jingyue said in a breezy, nonchalant tone, yet her words made everyone's scalp tingle.

Even the wailing brat quieted down somewhat.

As expected, children this big weren't truly toddlers; they already understood things quite well.

Lin Jingyue crunched loudly into her apple. "So sweet."

Everyone else: "..."

Although they felt it was a bit ruthless, somehow... why did it feel so satisfying?