"I am Zhang Mengdi." Zhang Mengdi didn't elaborate much on her introduction. She was now aware that Jing City was not comparable to her hometown. The most immediate and clear realization came from witnessing a girl being bullied.
Jing City, even though it can't be compared to her hometown, still has similar women who can curse out any filth, but they are even more cunning.
In her hometown, except for using a few straightforward terms that could apply to anyone, ordinary women didn't have stronger words. But Jing City was different. People here would not only hurt you with their words but also make it sting emotionally, stabbing right at the heart.
After all, Zhang Mengdi had been married, had a child, and even remarried and lost a child. She wasn't a good woman; she didn't feel much before, but now she had a goal. She wanted to stay in Jing City, work here, and she also had someone she cared about.
