Is a woman's buttock size related to good fortune? Which type are you?

Chapter 1: Still Not Leaving?

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

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

After saying this, Huo Bingbing picked up a pot of scalding hot chicken soup and turned to pour it all over Milan.

Milan was wearing only a white shirt and a pair of jeans, the fabric very thin. The sudden scalding made her unable to resist frowning. Her hands, which had been hanging at her sides, abruptly clutched her skirt, her fingertips trembling involuntarily.

The pain was excruciating, seeping into every fiber, but Milan did not move. She murmured, "I... didn't do it!"

Just now, the servant had indeed ladled a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of Huo Bingbing, but she had not taken even a single sip. How could she be so certain that Milan had drugged it?

With a loud "smack," a resounding slap landed on Milan's face.

"Didn't do it? Of all the most vicious bitches in the world, if you claim to be second, I'm afraid no one would dare claim to be first, right? How could I have wronged you? Letting you stand here is already giving you face, and you still won't behave! Get out right now, I don't want to see you again!"

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

He was not looking at her. Instead, he picked up a slice of beef and placed it on Ye Yiqiu's plate beside him, saying softly, "You're too thin, you need to eat a bit more!"

Ye Yiqiu glanced at Huo Minghe and smiled shyly: "Thank you, Ahe!"

How long had they known each other? And already they were addressing each other so intimately!

Milan's heart sank bit by bit, and a thick, indelible sorrow rose in the depths of her eyes.

She was being bullied to this extent by her sister-in-law, yet her husband not only turned a blind eye but also showed off his affection with another woman right in front of her!

Don't be like this! Don't be like this! Please just look at me, please!

Milan stared fixedly at Huo Minghe, shouting silently in her heart a thousand, ten thousand times!

Huo Minghe leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on Ye Yiqiu's cheek. Ye Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then the two gazed deeply into each other's eyes, so sweet it was almost cloying...

"Yiqiu, don't leave tonight, stay!"

Huo Minghe's tone was full of ambiguity.

Milan felt a loud "boom" in her head.

Stay? Was Huo Minghe asking Ye Yiqiu to sleep in their bedroom?

At this moment, Huo Bingbing also chimed in with a smile: "Yiqiu, my brother asked you to stay, so just stay. After all, you two are getting married soon, right?"

Huo Minghe finally raised his head. When he discovered that Milan was still standing there without moving, his expression immediately darkened: "Did you not hear what Bingbing just said? Still not leaving?"

His words were like knives, each one stabbing straight into Milan's already shattered 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 her deliberately picking a fight, Huo Minghe was just like her, believing it was Milan's fault!

Her father-in-law and mother-in-law, seated in the seats of honor, calmly continued their meal, as if nothing had happened. Their gazes fell on Ye Yiqiu from time to time, full of affection!

Milan staggered a few steps, a dull pain in her chest!

Crystal tears welled in her eyes and swirled around, but she forced them back. Even if she was going to cry, she would not let the Huo family see it!

Three years! She had been in the Huo family for three years, and every day she had to endure this kind of slander and humiliation.

She had once firmly believed that all hearts are made of flesh, and that one day, Huo Minghe would believe her and accept her again! But now she suddenly felt a little lost. This pain and torment, how much longer did she have to endure it? How much longer could she endure it?

Chapter 2: You Still Have the Nerve to Talk to Me About Conscience?

Back then, when Huo Minghe went down on one knee and proposed to her, she felt like the happiest woman in the world! For someone whose parents had both died when she was young, home held an immense significance for her! She thought she had finally found someone to rely on in life!

But all her happiness was completely shattered into bubbles on the day of the wedding. She fell from heaven straight into hell in an instant...

Back in the bedroom, Milan took out the medicine box and silently began to tend to her wounds.

That table full of sumptuous dishes had been made by her alone.

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

Because Huo Bingbing was far too picky, Milan, who was not very good at cooking to begin with, suffered a great deal because of it, with many burns on the backs of her hands and her arms.

Milan faced the mirror and slowly took off her top, piece by piece. In some places it had stuck to the wounds, and a gentle pull brought piercing pain. Milan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, took scissors from the medicine box, lowered her head, and cut open the stuck places. Especially at her wrists, in some spots, when the fabric was lifted, the flesh immediately became a bloody mess...

It hurt too much. She bit down hard on her lower lip, striving not to let a groan escape.

Her reflection in the mirror was frighteningly pale, even her features somewhat distorted.

Bitterness spread through the depths of her heart. Because she deeply loved Huo He, she had endured silently until now. But could such boundless forbearance really trade for true love? Should she have chosen to leave from the very beginning? If she had, at least she could have preserved her dignity!

A sound of footsteps came from far to near. Milan hurriedly grabbed a bathrobe from the hook and put it on.

She turned her head and glanced over. It was actually Huo Bingbing.

Huo Bingbing leaned against the door frame looking at her, mockery in every corner of her eyes and brows: "I was wondering where the medicine box went. So it was here with you! Give it to me right now, I need to use it!"

Milan's hand, holding the cotton swab, trembled a few times. A bitter smile rose at the corner of her mouth: "I'll give it to you when I'm done!"

Huo Bingbing's expression changed. She immediately rushed in front of Milan and shoved her hard. Milan staggered back a few steps and fell straight to the ground.

"Hahaha, serves you right! A bitch like you, and you still have the nerve to shamelessly make me wait for you! Pui!"

After saying this, she picked up the medicine box and lifted her foot to leave.

Milan had fallen hard, and her brows knitted tightly again. She struggled to stand up and spoke faintly: "I know that losing your child and losing your uterus has caused you great pain in your heart! But you know very well what the truth is! All these years, you've treated me like this. Do you really not feel uneasy in your conscience?"

Huo Bingbing approached Milan step by step, her eyes filled with fury: "Conscience? You still have the nerve to talk to me about conscience? It was you who killed my child, it was you who removed my uterus without my consent, causing me to be dumped by Wen Minglang and become the laughingstock of the whole city!"

She clamped Milan's wrist in a death grip, her fingernails digging viciously into that bloody, mangled flesh.

The bone-deep pain seized Milan's heart. The pain was so intense that her vision went black and she nearly fainted.

Almost instinctively, she violently flung off Huo Bingbing's hand. Huo Bingbing staggered and hit the back of her head against the door panel.

"Brother, come quick! This bitch actually hit me, are you going to do something about it?"

Very quickly, Huo Minghe appeared. He walked up to Milan and, without a word, "smack" - gave her a slap.

His force was too great. Blood immediately trickled from the corner of Milan's mouth. That trace of crimson looked shocking.

Milan did not cry but laughed instead. She glared at Huo Minghe, endless resentment and despair in the depths of her eyes.

Huo Minghe turned and helped his sister up, then cast a cold glance at Milan: "Leave the bedroom. Yiqiu and I are going to sleep here shortly!"

Chapter 3: I Feel Sick Just Looking at You!

Hearing these words, in Milan's heart, sorrow flowed against the current like a river.

She rushed over and tightly clutched Huo Minghe's hand, her voice trembling so badly it did not even sound like it came from her mouth.

"I beg you! 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... I beg you..."

She had not wanted to cry, but the tears rolled down like beads from a broken string. Her whole body shook like a sieve, and her misty, tear-filled eyes had long since lost their focus.

Clinging to one last shred of hope, Milan hoped that Huo Minghe would agree for the sake of her desperate pleading.

Huo Minghe was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable stab of pain shot through his heart.

This woman was so vicious, she had ruined his sister so miserably. Shouldn't he hate her? But why did it hurt?

He turned to glance at his sister. Huo Bingbing threw herself into his arms and wailed like a child: "Brother, what are you hesitating for? She actually hit me just now! Wuwu..."

Huo Minghe gritted his teeth. When he turned to Milan, his deep eyes were as cold as a frozen pool: "Bitch, you still have the nerve to cry? A shameless wretch like you who can't even be driven away, and you still want to use tears to deceive people? You think anyone will still believe you?"

"Minghe, I am not the kind of person you think I am! The fetus was already dead when it was still in Bingbing's belly, I didn't kill it! And her uterus, it was because..."

"Shut up! I feel sick just looking at you! Get out!"

Huo Bingbing sneered, grabbed Milan, and dragged her toward the stairs.

At the corner of the staircase, Milan accidentally fell. Huo Bingbing could not wait for her to stand up at all, and just dragged her down the stairs like that.

Every joint ached terribly, and on top of that, her untreated wounds throbbed with a dull pain. Milan gasped sharply, biting her lower lip until it bled.

Seeing Ye Yiqiu sitting on the living room sofa, Huo Bingbing immediately put on a smiling face: "Yiqiu, go upstairs, my brother is waiting for you!"

After Ye Yiqiu went upstairs, Huo Bingbing again tearfully complained to her mother about Milan hitting her.

Huo's mother immediately became furious. Her long fingernail jabbed directly at the center of Milan's brow, and she said viciously: "You're far too arrogant, daring to hit my daughter! Get out, go kneel in the courtyard!"

Outside, muffled thunder rolled. Huo Bingbing had just dragged Milan into the courtyard when the rain came pouring down in sheets.

Milan adamantly refused to kneel, so Huo Bingbing called the bodyguards and had Milan pinned directly to the ground.

The rain washed over every one of her wounds, but even the pain could not compare to one ten-thousandth of her heartache!

She raised her face and happened to see the bedroom she shared with Huo Minghe upstairs!

The two shadows of a man and a woman embraced tightly, then kissed, and immediately after, the two shadows disappeared. Even with the sound of rain and wind, Milan could still clearly hear the man's low growl and the woman's delicate moans, each one louder than the last!

Milan's already scarred heart seemed to be torn apart piece by piece by an invisible giant hand, then ground into dust!

Her hands clenched tightly into fists, her long fingernails stabbing into her flesh, and she could no longer feel the pain!

On her face, she could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears!

She had endured for so long, clinging to a shred of hope. She felt that as long as she did not agree to divorce Huo Minghe, one day, Huo Minghe would see her heart.

But now, the mistress had already entered the house and gained the approval of the entire Huo family. All that was missing was the title of lawful wife. So what hope did she have left?

She had never felt like such a joke, and such an enormous joke at that!