Chapter 19: As Long As She Doesn’t Divorce, None Of You Can Even Think About It!

The Cultural and Art Troupe?

Wen Yanyan was stunned for a moment.

Right, the army also has this kind of work. Yu Linglong? The daughter of the head of the Cultural and Art Troupe? With thick eyebrows and big eyes, she fits the aesthetic of the 1970s.

She’s also quite fashionable, wearing a bra. Even in the city, this outfit wouldn’t be considered outdated.

“Baby, you’re so good. Auntie has candy. Here, one for each of you.”

Wen Yanyan offered candy as a thank you.

“Thank you, Auntie.”

The children immediately became lively, even the little creditor looked at her with a smile.

“Go play, be careful.”

Wen Yanyan left, thinking about the unfinished sentence Yu Linglong had said earlier. It was interesting. She said that she wasn’t worthy of Nan… the next word was probably, Jue?

With this connection, Yu Linglong’s attitude towards her was easy to understand. She was speaking up for Nan Jue.

So, another rival in love.

Unexpectedly, her cheap husband, Nan Jue, was very popular with women in the military dependents’ area.

One after another, they were all eager to jump in front of the original wife.

How arrogant they are!

Fine!

While she’s still overweight, hurry up and come. Once she loses weight and becomes beautiful, you won’t have a chance!

She wanted to see how many more there were!

Ugh! These annoying infatuated women!

Wen Yanyan was furious!

The more you compete, the less I’ll give. Nan Jue is hers! Destined to be hers! He’s her military husband, as long as she doesn’t divorce, none of you can even think about it!

Humph, I’ll make you mad!

……

After returning home, Wen Yanyan quickly put down her things and took a shower. She was sweating too much, and she wasn’t planning to go out today anyway. It was better to wash up early and stay home.

Back in her room, she opened the large floral cloth she had just bought, spread it on the bed, and began to study it.

After these few days of experience, she discovered a difficult problem—her breasts.

Wasn’t the original owner fat? She had a lot of flesh on her body, and large breasts. When she took a bath, she saw the magnificent waves.

Because she was a girl and hadn’t had children, they hadn’t sagged, so they weren’t unattractive.

But they were inconvenient.

Walking was fine, but she was losing weight and running ten kilometers every day, it was unbearable.

Two lumps of flesh bouncing up and down, left and right, seriously affecting the running experience, increasing resistance, and affecting speed.

But…

There were no bras in this era, so she wanted to make one herself. Wearing it would support her chest and prevent it from bouncing around.

There was no sewing machine at home, but she could sew by hand. A small inner garment, even if the workmanship was rough, would be fine. It was just the cutting that would require some effort.

Wen Yanyan initially wanted to make a bra, but then she thought that bras also needed elastic bands and clasps, which were also hard to find in this era. After thinking for a long time, she finally decided to make a bodice instead, which was simpler.

She had a prototype in mind, so it went quickly. Before long, she had made a bodice that fit her.

Wen Yanyan drew the curtains, changed into it and tried it on. It felt a little off; it wasn’t supporting enough and needed to be modified.

She took it off again and added a thin strip of cloth to the bottom of each breast, inserting a thin wire into it.

Hmm?

The effect was immediate and excellent. The breast shape instantly looked better.

Not bad, not bad. The three-dimensional effect came out.

Wen Yanyan went to the mirror, tsk, these big breasts, D+, even in the new century, they would be highly sought after.

Which young man wouldn’t be fascinated?

Wen Yanyan’s eyes lit up. Even she found them attractive. They were plump and full.

In her previous life, everything about her was perfect—her face, figure, skin.

Only this part wasn’t perfect; it was a little small.

Unexpectedly, this life gave her such a magnificent pair.

Nice.

Oh, if she lost weight, would they get much smaller?

Wen Yanyan was a little worried.

But she quickly became relieved. Worrying wouldn’t help; her weight-loss plan couldn’t be disrupted.

Regardless of the era, it’s all about looks. A beautiful face is a successful calling card.

No matter how good a woman’s figure is, it’s not as good as having a stunning face.

Besides, even if her breasts were large, she couldn’t flaunt them in this era. She would be scolded for being indecent and would have to hide them, only showing them to her husband.

She already had a bad reputation and couldn’t add to it.

A woman’s chastity is important.

If she was rumored to be indecent again, her cheap husband would really dislike her.

Let’s just let nature take its course.

After losing weight, she’ll see how much smaller these magnificent breasts will be.

Wen Yanyan also thought that she should buy some elastic fabric another day to make a tummy-control underwear to hold in the fat on her stomach, and her figure would look much better.