Inside the Huo family villa, the family sat around the table, enjoying each other's company.

Smack!

Huo Jiajia viciously slapped her chopsticks down on the table.

"How many times have I said I only eat imported steak! What is this?"

She pointed aggressively at the steak on her plate and demanded scornfully, "Is this even edible?"

"Because this morning when I left, Mom didn't give me money..."

Smack!

Sun Lanfang violently struck An Lan across the face, "You still have the nerve to ask for money? If you hadn't shamelessly drugged my son, would you have married into our family?"

"Exactly! You do what you're told, and now you dare talk back? You're truly despicable!"

"Pah!"

The disgraceful words, spattered with saliva, hit An Lan in the face like knives, piercing the softest part of her heart.

That day, her father sent her to deliver documents to a hotel, but she inadvertently walked in on a drugged Huo Zhanting.

His body was burning hot, and because of the drugs, he completely ignored the fact that it was her first time.

The pain, that heart-wrenching pain, made her extremely afraid of Huo Zhanting, but her father used that incident to blackmail the Huo family, insisting that Zhan Ting marry her, just to elevate the An family above others in Binhai by the title of Mrs. Huo.

She knew she had been sold by her own father.

All of Binhai thought she was unscrupulous because of money. She didn't cry, she didn't cry facing the Huo family's mockery and insults, but at the wedding, when she saw Xiao Yihe, the disdain in his eyes nearly ended her life.

Her mother was still lying in the hospital bed, and the ICU was so expensive she couldn't afford it; she had no choice but to endure.

But from today on, things would be different.

Her mother had passed away this morning.

She had seen Zhang Duo, Huo Zhanting's assistant, enter her mother's hospital room, and not long after, her mother had died!

That was her last bit of sentiment, and with her mother gone, she had no attachments left in this world. From now on, her life had only one goal, revenge!

She would make Zhang Duo pay the price!

An Lan lifted her head again, her eyes no longer showing the numb submission of the past, "What you wanted was steak, and what I bought was steak. What's wrong with it?"

"You lowlife still dare to talk back?"

Huo Jiajia, pushing An Lan, was about to get violent, when the door opened, and Huo Zhanting came back.

Dressed in a black suit covered by an overcoat, there were still snowflakes on his shoulder. Just standing there without speaking, he seemed like an elevated deity, intimidating to all.

Huo Zhanting glanced around the room at the women without his gaze resting on An Lan for a second, he impatiently said, "What's the commotion now?"

Huo Jiajia immediately fell silent, and Sun Lanfang approached him, "Son, why have you come back? Didn't you say you weren't coming home for dinner?"

"Work finished early."

Huo Zhanting stepped into the room as Huo Jiajia quickly ordered An Lan, "What are you standing there for? Go set the place settings!"

An Lan stood still, not moving.

Huo Zhanting looked up at her.

"I won't do it."

An Lan's voice was calm and steady, but her slightly shaking shoulders and particularly straight back betrayed her fear and unease.

"You won't do it? Good for you, An Lan, I think you've gone mad! Do you really see yourself as the lady of the Huo family?!"

Sun Lanfang was livid, reaching out to hit An Lan again, but Huo Zhanting spoke up.

"Are we short of servants in this house?"

Sun Lanfang immediately held back her anger, and Huo Jiajia also sat down sheepishly.

Huo Zhanting's tone was harsh, his brows furrowed deeply, and he glanced at An Lan, "Sit down! Eat!"

An Lan took the seat next to Huo Zhanting.

This was the first time in three years of marriage that she had eaten with them at the same table.

Watching An Lan, Huo Jiajia felt an unbearable sense of injustice.

Does this cheap woman even deserve to sit at the same table and eat with them?

Huo Jiajia grew increasingly displeased with An Lan and deliberately said, "Brother, I heard Sister Xixi came back today, why didn't you go pick her up?"

"Busy."

Huo Zhanting replied with just one word.

"Oh, speaking of which, I miss Xixi too," Sun Lanfang followed up with a sarcastic tone, "If it wasn't for some slut seducing our Zhan Ting, she might have been my daughter-in-law by now!"

"Exactly! How can this cheap woman compare to Sister Gu Xi? She's beautiful and a big star. If she were my sister-in-law, all my friends would be dead with envy!"

"Unlike this cheap woman, who only knows how to hang around the stove, a complete waste!"

"I really don't know what illness Grandpa had back then, insisting my brother marry her!"

...

Thud!

A gentle sound of bowls and chopsticks being placed on the table arose, not loud, but enough to draw the attention of everyone at the dining table.

"Mom, I am your daughter-in-law. Even if you don't like it, I'm still the wife that the Huo Family married in a grand and proper ceremony. Speaking like this in front of me, isn't that inappropriate?"

An Lan's tone was as gentle as usual, but her words were like knives, leaving everyone stunned.

"What right do you have to talk about what's appropriate?"

Anger turned Sun Lanfang's face green, "I think you, this slut, are really trying to turn the world upside down today! Do you really think that just because the old man's will says you can't divorce, I can't do anything to you?"

"Do you believe I can make the An Family go bankrupt tomorrow?"

"Ever since I married into the Huo Family, the An Family has already disowned me. Even if you ruin the An Family, I don't care," An Lan said and took a bite of rice, not sparing Sun Lanfang, or even Huo Zhanting beside her, a second glance.

"You! You slut!"

Sun Lanfang never expected the usually docile An Lan to talk back like this, and was so angry she couldn't speak for a while.

"Brother! Look at how she's made Mom angry!"

Huo Jiajia quickly added fuel to the fire, "After all, you're the Huo Family's daughter-in-law. Is that how you speak to your mother-in-law?"

"And is that how you speak to your sister-in-law?"

An Lan put down her eating utensils and looked directly at Huo Jiajia, "I've been married here for three years, how many times have I been the scapegoat for you, don't you know?"

"Who smashed Zhan Ting's antique vase? And who scratched Mom's car? Do you need me to spell it out?"

"You!" Huo Jiajia was fuming, "You're talking nonsense! Slandering me!"

"Enough!"

Huo Zhanting said coldly, "An Lan! Get out!"

"Fine," An Lan stood up calmly, "Then let the reporters report that Mrs. Huo is sleeping on the streets."

"Bastard!"

Huo Zhanting grabbed An Lan by the back of her neck, forcing her to look him in the eye, "You're courting death."

He gritted his teeth, the air around him turning several degrees colder, yet An Lan still looked at him calmly and fearlessly.

"If dying were that easy, I would have died that night three years ago."

An Lan's lips curled into a smile, "You think I got the better end of the deal, but you have no idea how disgusted I am."

"Really?"

A storm seemed to brew in Huo Zhanting's eyes, roaring to devour the woman in front of him.

"I'm quite curious to see if you'll be disgusted to death."

Without another word, Huo Zhanting hoisted An Lan onto his shoulder, regardless of her desperately struggling and beating on his back, he showed no reaction.

"Huo Zhanting! Put me down!"

An Lan couldn't remain calm anymore, "You bastard, you son of a bitch!"

"And I thought you weren't afraid of anything!"

Huo Zhanting sneered as he tossed An Lan onto the bed in the bedroom and leaned over her, "Too bad, now it's too late to be afraid!"