Liu Laoshi bellowed, "Daughter, have you gone mad?"
"Dad, I'm not crazy, it's just that Brother Chuan is getting married, and I don't want to live anymore," Liu Xianglian said with a grating laugh. "I genuinely like Chuan, and this wretched body of mine has already been played with by a few men. If taking off my pants could make Brother Chuan happy, I'd be thrilled. Brother Chuan, my legs are always open for you..."
"You're truly shameless!" Zhang Shun's wife couldn't stand it any longer. "Liu Xianglian, aren't you embarrassed?"
"What's there to be embarrassed about with the truth." She had already attempted suicide, everyone knew she had slept with Wang Dashui, Zhao Wu, and Huang Mazi. Since there was no chance of marrying a good man in her life, she didn't care about face anymore, "Brother Chuan, why don't I lie on the bed with Su Qingyue right now? I bet you won't like her pockmarked face pressing down on you..."