The size of a woman's buttocks is unexpectedly related to luck. Which one are you?

Chapter 1: Still Not Getting Out?

The Huo family mansion was brightly lit, and the family sat around the dining table for dinner.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts! Milan, you drugged the soup, didn't you?"

Huo Bingbing picked up a pot of boiling chicken soup and poured it on Milan.

Milan was wearing only a white shirt and a pair of jeans. The fabric was very thin. The sudden heat made her frown. Her hands that were hanging by her sides suddenly grabbed the skirt, and her fingertips unconsciously trembled a few times.

The pain was so intense that Milan did not move. She muttered," I…didn't!"

Just now, the servant had indeed scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of Huo Bingbing, but she hadn't even taken a sip. How could she be so sure that Milan had drugged her?

A loud slap landed on Milan's face.

"No? The most vicious bitch in the world, you say second, I'm afraid no one dares to call first? How could I accuse you wrongly? I've already given you face by letting you stand here, but you're still not honest! Get lost immediately. I don't want to see you again!"

Milan's face turned pale inch by inch. She raised her head and her gaze inadvertently fell on Huo Minghe.

He didn't look at her. Instead, he picked up a piece of beef and placed it on Ye Yiqiu's plate. He said softly," You're too thin. You need to eat more!"

Ye Yiqiu glanced at Huo Minghe and smiled shyly." Thank you, Ah He!"

They had only known each other for so long, and they were already addressing each other so intimately!

Milan's heart sank little by little, and a thick layer of sadness rose in his eyes.

She had been bullied by her sister-in-law to such an extent that her husband not only turned a blind eye, but also showed his love to another woman in front of her!

Don't do this! Don't do this! Please look at me. Please!

Milan glared at Huo Minghe and shouted in her heart a thousand times!

Huo Minghe leaned over and planted a kiss on Ye Yiqiu's cheek. Ye Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then the two of them looked at each other affectionately. It was so sweet…

Yiqiu, don't leave tonight. Stay!"

Huo Minghe's tone was ambiguous.

Milan only felt a bang in his head.

Stay? Did Huo Minghe let Ye Yiqiu sleep in their bedroom?

Huo Bingbing chimed in with a smile." Yiqiu, my brother asked you to stay, so you should stay. You're getting married soon anyway, right?"

Huo Minghe finally looked up. When he saw Milan still standing there motionless, his face immediately darkened." Didn't you hear what Bingbing said just now?" Get lost!"

His words were like knives, piercing Milan's already broken heart!

Huo Bingbing was Huo Minghe's biological sister. No matter what she said, he believed her and stood by her side without hesitation. Even if Huo Bingbing's so-called stomachache was just a deliberate provocation, Huo Minghe felt the same as her, that it was Milan's fault!

The mother-in-law sitting in the front seat was eating calmly, as if nothing had happened. Their gazes would occasionally fall on Ye Yiqiu, filled with love!

Milan staggered a few steps and felt a dull pain in his chest!

Crystal tears rolled in her eyes again and again, but she forcefully held them back. Even if she cried, she did not want the Huo family to see her!

Three years! She had been in the Huo family for three years, and she had to experience such slander and humiliation every day.

She once firmly believed that human hearts were made of flesh and that Huo Minghe would believe her and accept her again one day! However, she was suddenly at a loss. How much longer would she have to endure such pain and suffering? How much longer can he endure it?

Chapter 2: How dare you talk about conscience with me?

Back then, when Huo Minghe knelt on one knee and proposed to her, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world! To someone whose parents died when she was young, home meant a lot to her! She thought that she had finally found something to rely on in life!

However, all happiness had completely vanished on the wedding day. She had fallen from heaven to hell…

Back in the bedroom, Milan took out his medicine kit and began to treat his wounds silently.

She cooked the sumptuous meal by herself.

Huo Bingbing said that Milan could not live and eat in this house for free, so even if there were many servants, she forced Milan to take on most of the housework.

Because Huo Bingbing's mouth was too sharp, Milan, who was not very good at cooking, suffered a lot because of it. There were many burns on the back of her hand and arm.

Milan looked into the mirror and took off his shirt bit by bit. Some places stuck. He gently pulled it and it hurt. Milan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and took out scissors from the medicine cabinet. He lowered his head and cut open the sticking areas, especially his wrist. Some areas immediately became a bloody mess...

It hurt too much. She bit her lower lip hard and tried not to let out a grunt.

In the mirror, his face was frighteningly pale, and even his facial features were a little distorted.

Bitterness spread in her heart. Because she loved Huo He deeply, she had endured it until now. However, can such a tolerance without a bottom line really be exchanged for true feelings? Should she have chosen to leave right from the start? That way, at least, he could preserve his dignity!

Footsteps approached, and Milan pulled a robe from the hook and slipped it over his body.

She turned around and saw Huo Bingbing.

Huo Bingbing leaned against the door frame and looked at her. The corners of her eyes were full of sarcasm."I said how the medical kit disappeared. It turned out to be here with you!" Give it to me right now, I want to use it!"

Milan held the cotton swab hand trembled a few times, the corners of his mouth raised a bitter smile: "I used up to give you!"

Huo Bingbing's expression changed. She immediately rushed to Milan and pushed her hard. Milan took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, you deserve it! Bitch like you, how dare you make me wait for you! Bah!"

After saying that, she picked up the first aid kit and prepared to leave.

Milan fell in pain, frowned again, she struggled to stand up, lightly opened: "I know, lost the child lost the uterus, your heart is very painful!" But you know very well what the truth is! You've been treating me like this for so many years. Do you really not have a conscience?"

Huo Bingbing approached Milan step by step. Her eyes were filled with anger. How dare you talk to me about conscience? You killed my child, you removed my uterus without my consent, causing me to be dumped by Wen Minglang and become the laughing stock of the whole city!"

She clamped Milan's wrist tightly, her nails digging into the bloody mess.

Milan was seized by a bone-deep pain that blinded her and nearly made her faint.

She almost subconsciously shook Huo Bingbing's hand away. Huo Bingbing staggered and hit the back of her head against the door.

"Brother, come here quickly! This b * tch actually hit me. Do you care?"

Soon, Huo Minghe appeared. He walked up to Milan and slapped her without saying a word.

His strength was too strong, and Milan's mouth immediately bled. That trace of red looked shocking.

Milan smiled instead of crying. She glared at Huo Minghe with endless resentment and despair in her eyes.

Huo Minghe turned around and helped his sister up. He glanced coldly at Milan." Leave the bedroom. Yiqiu and I will sleep here later!"

Chapter 3: The Last Day

Hearing these words, Milan's heart, grief into a river.

She rushed over and held Huo Minghe's hand tightly. Her voice trembled so much that it didn't seem to come from her mouth.

"Please! Don't! That's our bedroom. Don't let another woman sleep in our bed. You can do whatever you want with her, but not here…please…"

She didn't want to cry at first, but her tears rolled down like broken beads. Her whole body trembled like a sieve, and her misty tears had long lost focus.

Holding onto her last chance, Milan hoped Huo Minghe would agree to her request.

Huo Minghe was stunned for a moment. He felt a sharp pain in his heart.

This woman was so vicious and had harmed his sister so badly. Shouldn't he hate her instead? But why would it hurt?

He turned to look at his sister, Huo Bingbing threw herself into his arms, crying like a child: "Brother, what are you hesitating about?" She just hit me! Wuwu…"

Huo Minghe gritted his teeth. When he turned to Milan, his deep eyes were as cold as ice." Bitch, how dare you cry?" A rascal like you, who can't even be driven away, still wants to deceive people with tears? Do you think anyone will believe that?"

"Minghe, I'm not the kind of person you think I am! The fetus died when Bingbing was still in her stomach. I didn't kill her! And her womb, because…"

"Shut up! I'm sick of seeing you! Get lost!"

Huo Bingbing sneered. She grabbed Milan and pulled her towards the stairs.

At the corner of the stairs, Milan accidentally fell down. Huo Bingbing couldn't wait for her to stand up and dragged her down the stairs.

Every joint hurt like hell, and the untreated wounds ached. Milan gasped and bit his lower lip.

Huo Bingbing immediately smiled when she saw Ye Yiqiu sitting on the sofa in the living room." Yiqiu, go upstairs. My brother is waiting for you!"

When Ye Yiqiu went upstairs, Huo Bingbing cried to her mother about Milan beating her.

Mrs. Huo was immediately furious. Her long nails poked Milan between her eyebrows and she said fiercely,"You're too arrogant. How dare you hit my daughter! Get out of here and kneel in the courtyard!"

Outside, thunder was rumbling. Huo Bingbing had just dragged Milan into the courtyard when the rain poured down.

Milan resolutely refused to kneel, so Huo Bingbing called bodyguards and pressed Milan directly to the ground.

The rain washed away every wound on her body, but even if it hurt, it was not as painful as her heartache!

She looked up and saw Huo Minghe and her bedroom upstairs!

The male and female shadows hugged each other tightly and kissed each other. Then, the two shadows disappeared. Even with the rain and the wind, Milan could clearly hear the men's low growls and the women's soft moans, each louder than the last!

Milan's already scarred heart seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand and crushed into dust!

She clenched her fists tightly and her long nails pierced into her flesh. She no longer felt pain!

On his face, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears!

She had endured it for so long because she had a glimmer of hope. She felt that as long as she didn't agree to divorce Huo Minghe, Huo Minghe would see her heart clearly one day.

However, now that the mistress had already entered the Huo family and had even received the approval of the entire Huo family, she was just short of a wife. In that case, what hope did she have?

Never felt like a joke, and it was a huge joke!