C2 Falling to Hell

Back then, when Shao Ming knelt on one knee and proposed to her, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world! For someone who had lost both his parents at a young age, home was of the utmost importance to her! She thought that she had finally found the one she could rely on in her life!

But all her happiness was gone on the day of the wedding. She had fallen from heaven to hell …

After returning to the bedroom, Wan Ru took out the medical kit and started to treat her wounds.

She made the table full of food.

"Wanru can't stay in this house for free, so even if there were a bunch of servants, she would still force Wanru to do most of the housework," said Shao.

Since Shao Bing Bing's mouth was too cruel, Wan Ru, who didn't know how to cook, suffered a lot. Her hands and arms were full of burns.

Wan Ru looked at herself in the mirror. She slowly took off her shirt. Some parts of it stuck to her skin. She pulled on it lightly. It was really painful. Wan-Ru wiped off the cold sweat on her forehead and took out scissors from the medicine cabinet. She lowered her head to cut off the adherent parts, especially her wrist.

It was too painful. She bit her lower lip hard, trying her best not to let out a groan.

In the mirror, his face was frighteningly white. Even his face was a little distorted.

A trace of bitterness spread from the bottom of her heart. Due to her deep love for Shao Minggang, she had endured until now. However, could such bottomless patience be exchanged for true love? Should she have chosen to leave from the beginning? That way, he could at least preserve his dignity!

The sound of footsteps came closer. Wan Ru quickly took off a robe from the hook and put it on.

She turned around and saw that it was actually Shao Bing Bing.

Shao Bing Bing leaned against the door frame as she looked at her. Her eyebrows were filled with mockery: I was wondering why the medical kit was missing, it's actually here! Give it to me now, I want it!

Wan Ru's hand, which was holding the cotton swab, trembled. She smiled bitterly. "I'll give it to you after I finish using it!"

Shao Bing Bing's expression changed. She immediately rushed to Wan Ru and pushed her away. Wan Ru took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Hahaha! Serves you right! You slut, you still have the nerve to make me wait for you! Pui!

With that, she picked up her medical kit and prepared to leave.

Wan-Ru fell in pain, her brows once again furrowed, she struggled to stand up, and spoke indifferently: I know, losing a child and losing your womb, your heart hurts! But you know very well what the truth is! After so many years, are you sure you won't feel bad about treating me like this?

Shao Bing Bing approached Wan Ru step by step, her eyes filled with anger: Conscience? You still have the nerve to talk to me about conscience? It was you who killed my child, it was you who, without my permission, removed my womb, causing me to be left behind by Wen Qingming and become the laughingstock of the entire city!

She gripped Wan Ru's wrist tightly, her nails digging into the bloody mess.

The bone-piercing pain seized Wan Ru's heart. She nearly fainted from the pain.

She almost subconsciously shook off Shao Bing Bing's hand. She staggered and hit the door with the back of her head.

Brother, come here quickly! [This b * tch actually dared to hit me?

Soon, Shao Ming appeared and walked in front of Wan Ru. Without saying anything, he slapped her.

His strength was too great, causing blood to flow out from the corner of Wan Ru's mouth.

Wan Ru didn't cry but smiled instead. She stared at Shao Minggang with eyes filled with endless resentment and despair.

Shao Ming turned around and helped his sister up. He cast a cold glance at Wan Ru. "Leave the bedroom. Lian Zhi and I are going to sleep here!"