180, Yielding Seats, A Lesson!

Jing Qingxin curled her lips into a smile and asked, "Excuse me, big sisters, is there something you need? You are disturbing our rest."

"Little sister, look, is there any way you could share half of your space with us? We've been looking for ages, and your section is the only one with extra room," the woman in the blue cloth smiled and said.

"Extra room in our section? How would I not know about that? Isn't it one sleeper berth per person? We just happen to have four people and four berths right here!" Jing Qingxin blinked her large, bright eyes and asked with a puzzled look.

The woman with braided hair grew impatient and blurted out, "The two of you could easily sit on one side, couldn't you? That would free up a berth! Why are you so completely devoid of any charity in your hearts?"

Hearing this, Jing Qingxin laughed out of pure exasperation. "I paid money for my seat, and instead of sitting in it myself, I'm supposed to hand it over to someone else—am I an idiot?! Besides, this is my space, and I'll do whatever I please with it. Who do you think you are? Is your face really that thick?"

A muffled chuckle drifted down from the upper berth.

Passengers in the surrounding berths on both sides had been following the commotion, and now they pricked up their ears to listen closely. Train rides were terribly boring, after all, and having some juicy gossip to listen to passed the time nicely.

"What is that supposed to mean? Is that any way to talk!" the braided-hair woman said, her face flushing with anger as she pointed a finger at Jing Qingxin.

Jing Qingxin leaned back leisurely, crossing her arms over her chest. Looking at the two women with a smile, she calmly replied, "Am I wrong? I paid hard-earned cash for my seat—shouldn't I be the one sitting in it? Or is it you who are supposed to sit here? By your logic just now, does that mean everyone else on this entire train who didn't surrender their seats to you is lacking in charity and black-hearted?"

"You—! I never said any such thing!" The braided-hair woman was so angry she choked on her words.

A murmur of discussion immediately broke out among the passengers on the left and right, with everyone whispering about how overbearing and unreasonable the two women were being.

Seeing that Jing Qingxin had a sharp tongue and knowing they couldn't outtalk her, the woman in the blue outfit turned to the man in military uniform. Smiling sweetly, she said, "Big Brother soldier, as you can see, we aren't trying to make unreasonable trouble. It's just that our legs can barely stand it anymore after being on our feet for so long. Seeing you in that military uniform makes us feel an instant sense of warmth. Everyone says soldiers are selfless, devoted, and always ready to help others, so we thought perhaps you could spare a spot for the two of us."

"That's right! The two of us are heading to the military base to visit family. Her fiancé is a soldier, and an officer at that!" the braided-hair woman chimed in, pointing proudly at the woman in blue.

Hearing this, a cold sneer formed at the corner of Jing Qingxin's mouth. With that kind of mindset and attitude, she still wanted to be a military wife? She had zero ideological awareness—she was simply bringing shame upon the military dependents! And she had the nerve to brag about it!

She couldn't help offering a silent second of pity to that unlucky soldier for ending up with such a top-tier piece of work for a fiancée!

Jing Qingxin gave the woman in blue a long, deep look. So she had a bit of cunning after all, knowing how to leverage a soldier's identity to her advantage! Was she planning to force their hands?

"Heh~, so you're saying that just because you are military dependents, we are obligated to give up our seats to you?" Jing Qingxin deliberately steered the conversation away. Even if they had to give up the space, she had no intention of making it easy for these two!

There was no way they were going to keep this berth today; Gao Shen's military uniform inevitably placed certain restrictions on him, and his status did not allow him to do anything in front of the general public that might mar the image of the military.

In truth, had the other party simply asked politely with a decent attitude, Jing Qingxin wasn't the type of selfish person who would refuse to give up a seat. But unfortunately, the ugly expressions and attitudes of the two women before her were truly an eyesore.

"Hmph—you'd better know what's good for you!" The braided-hair woman lifted her chin, putting on a display of borrowing someone else's power to intimidate others.

The woman in the blue cloth kept a smile on her face. Although she didn't say much, her expression clearly showed complete agreement with her companion, and her eyes were filled with smug self-satisfaction.

"Since you claim to be military dependents, you should all the more appreciate the hardships of being a soldier! On the battlefield, they are the ones rushing to the front lines to defend the country and slaughter the enemy. Leaving aside the suffering and exhaustion, getting injured or making the ultimate sacrifice is inevitable. Do they ever complain? They swallow their blood and sweat in silence! They quietly guard this nation and protect us ordinary citizens! But who among us common folk ever knows? Who cares about the sacrifices they make? Off the battlefield, they still have to train to the bone every single day to hone their capabilities—what is all that for? Soldiers are human beings too, flesh-and-blood people with feelings; their lives are far more precious than ours! Yet what happens? When they go out on the street or take public transport, people point fingers at them and demand selfless devotion simply because they are soldiers, as if not complying means bullying others and letting everyone down! Ha—on what grounds?! Shouldn't it be us offering them our seats, lending them a hand, and showing consideration for their hardships and difficulties, rather than the other way around, when they are such endearing and lovely people?"

Jing Qingxin stood up, her voice ringing with passion and cadence. She left no gaps for anyone to interrupt—fast, precise, and fierce, ensuring every single word carried clearly to everyone's ears, and every sentence landed with heavy weight upon everyone's heart!

Watching the two women standing there dumbfounded and speechless from her rebuke, Jing Qingxin let out a light snort of disdain in her heart.