At fifty, she remarried into a wealthy family; her ex-husband knelt down and begged for reconciliati

Back then, when Gao Hui gave birth to her third child, her youngest daughter, she declared during her postpartum period that she would give the baby away once it was weaned, as the Xu family would not raise a money-losing child.

Back then, right after her daughter finished her college entrance exams, Gao Hui anxiously introduced her to an ugly man who was more than ten years older than her and could offer a high dowry.

Without saying a word, He Qiaoyun kicked the ugly man out and warned Gao Hui that if she dared to cause trouble, she was capable of anything!

Even now, Gao Hui dislikes her youngest daughter. At her daughter's wedding, she even got drunk and said that her "money-losing daughter" had finally gotten married, mocking her for having studied so much but still ending up getting married...

He Qiaoyun recalled these old stories, and a surge of anger welled up in her heart.

She snatched her phone back and demanded, "Xu Hui is dead?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Gao Hui pointed at her.

He Qiaoyun said in a calm tone: "If he's not dead, let him come and talk to me in person. It's none of your business as outsiders to interfere in our affairs."

"I'm his mother! You're the outsider!" Gao Hui's face was full of pride and self-satisfaction, as if she were showing off that she had given birth to a precious son.

He Qiaoyun couldn't help but laugh, her tone nonchalant: "Of course, I'm an outsider. Outsiders shouldn't live with their wives. Why are you all so anxious about my divorce?"

Finally, she added, "By the way, since I'm an outsider, I can't take things that belong to outsiders. My dad's two factories shouldn't belong to your son, right?"

Two sentences left Gao Hui speechless.

Second Aunt Xu Huan reacted quickly and immediately retorted: "Sister-in-law, you've gone too far. If it weren't for my brother working day and night, this factory would have gone bankrupt long ago."

The eldest aunt snorted, "That's right, she's still acting innocent after getting the benefit."

He Qiaoyun didn't care at all. "So what? Did he take less money? Even without him, I can find a professional manager to run it. It was my parents' kindness to let him inherit the factory, but he used that money to support his mistress behind my back. Does he even care about me and the children?"

"What are you doing here today? Are you here to provoke me? I've died once, don't think I'm easy to bully!"

The three immediately fell silent. Finally, the old lady spoke up, "Let me tell you, the factory belongs to my son. What do you mean 'your'? It belongs to my son. He built it up from scratch, and you can forget about taking it away!"

After uttering those harsh words, they turned and left.

Xiao Ye frowned, "What kind of person is this? It's utterly unreasonable and goes too far!"

He Qiaoyun watched their departing figures, lost in thought.

She didn't want those two factories at all; she had seen the business losses over the past few years.

What Xu Hui didn't know was that his current big business deals were all secured by her shamelessly begging for them. Those seniors only did her a favor because of her deceased parents.

She knew Xu Hui was a chauvinist who cared a lot about his image, so she kept it a secret.

Xu Hui is still slacking off, and she has already used up all these relationships, and some have even been offended by Xu Hui.

If she takes on this hot potato, she'll probably have to lose her orchard and small supermarket as well, since the monthly salaries of more than fifty employees are no joke.

Moreover, the market is now too saturated. Carpets and tableware are not fast-moving consumer goods; some people don't even need to replace them once a year.

She knew they were so focused on the factory that they had neglected the only businesses in the house that could generate income: the supermarket and the orchard.

well.

That saved her trouble.

The threat of leaving with nothing was just meant to scare them.

Legally, there is no provision that requires a spouse to leave with nothing if they commit adultery during marriage.

She could only try her best to acquire assets that were useful to her in order to secure her later life.

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Gao Hui went back and headed straight for Xu Hui's residence.

Wang Jinghuai opened the door. Gao Hui was furious when she saw her and raised her hand to hit Wang Jinghuai, but her son stopped her in time.

"Mom, what are you doing? Jinghuai is your daughter-in-law now!"

Gao Hui scoffed, her eyes filled with disdain as she looked at Wang Jinghuai. "She doesn't deserve it. Let me tell you, this marriage cannot be dissolved."

Gao Hui didn't attend their wedding that day; she simply couldn't bear the embarrassment.

I looked down on Wang Jinghuai before, and I look down on her even more now.

What she hates most in her life is mistresses who break up other people's families. Back then, her own father was seduced by a mistress, causing her and her mother a lifetime of suffering.

Xu Hui hesitated, reluctant to part with the assets. If things were investigated, even the house he bought for Wang Jinghuai would be affected...

Seeing this, Wang Jinghuai nudged Xu Hui, her brows furrowing deeply.

Gao Hui entered the room and sat on the sofa. "If you dare to get a divorce, I'll never forgive you."

Wang Jinghuai took the initiative to pour water and handed it to Gao Hui, saying, "Auntie, please have some water first."

Gao Hui didn't take it, but slapped it away. The cup fell to the ground, and hot water spilled all over Wang Jinghuai's hand. Wang Jinghuai cried out in pain, looking pitiful, "Auntie, did I do something wrong? Why are you treating me like this...?"

This broke Xu Hui's heart; it felt like a slap in the face. In a fit of anger, he insisted on going against Gao Hui: "Divorce! We must get a divorce! I must marry Jing Huai and give them, mother and daughter, a legitimate status!"

He's been arranged by his parents since he was a child, and now that he's fifty, why should he still be controlled by them? Life is in his own hands!

Hearing this, Wang Jinghuai was overjoyed; the burn hadn't been in vain!