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

In the few days since she ran away from home, Duan Fei hasn't made a single phone call or sent a single message. How dare he question her like this now?

Xu Hemei gave her a cold look and retorted, "What are you doing here again?"

Duan Fei pulled her forward, saying, "I'm out having dinner with my boss."

Xu Hemei stopped and asked coldly, "So what? Why are you leaving? Am I someone who can't be seen in the light?"

The mall's air conditioning was on full blast, but Duan Fei's palms were sweating. "I didn't mean that, don't misunderstand, okay? By the way, didn't my mom lose your bag? I'll replace it for you. Go pick one out now, and I'll come over to pay later, okay?"

Xu Hemei's face lit up with joy, but she remained reserved. "Are you trying to make peace?"

Without hesitation, Duan Fei said, "Yes, I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. She went too far that day."

Mentioning his mother, Xu Hemei's smile vanished. "That's it? Duan Fei, let me tell you, if you don't let your mother leave our lives, we're getting a divorce. You can live with whoever you want!"

Duan Fei pulled her up and hurriedly walked into a coffee shop. "Stop it, okay? I'm really tired..."

Xu Hemei got angry, flung his hand away, and sat down in the chair. "Who's making trouble here? Don't you have eyes? It's clearly your mother making trouble."

Duan Fei seemed to be used to her anger, and could even take out his phone to reply to the dean's daughter when she was angry.

"I'm talking to you!" Xu Hemei's face turned as cold as ice.

Duan Fei put down his phone. "My boss is calling me. You can go back by yourself later."

Xu Hemei stared at him. "Duan Fei, do you really want to divorce me?"

Duan Fei's face also turned cold. "Xu Hemei, can you shut up? I have very important things to do right now. We can talk about our relationship later."

After saying that, he turned and left the coffee shop with a flourish.

Xu Hemei was furious. After leaving the mall, she didn't go back to the hotel, but went home to get some clothes. She planned to rent a place closer to her workplace to stay for a while and see how Duan Fei would react.

As soon as the car entered the residential area, she became inexplicably irritable.

I went upstairs, took a deep breath in front of the building entrance, and then pressed the keypad.

"drop--"

The door opened, and Wu Man, the mother-in-law, thought it was her son returning home and happily greeted him: "Didn't you say you weren't coming back tonight?"

Upon seeing that it was her daughter-in-law, Wu Man's expression immediately changed. "Why did you come back?"

Xu Hemei stared at the skirt Wu Man was wearing. "You're wearing my skirt?"

Wu Man's eyes darted away guiltily. "I thought you didn't want them anymore. Besides, it's a waste for you to have so many clothes lying around unworn. What's wrong with me wearing one..."

The next moment, Xu Hemei ripped off Wu Man's dress, "This is my dress, take it off!"

Wu Man was terrified and yelled, "What are you doing! You pervert! I'm not wearing anything underneath..."

Xu Hemei immediately felt disgusted and didn't want the clothes anymore. She said with disgust, "You're the pervert."

Wu Man felt guilty and stood aside, glaring at her without saying a word, her face burning.

Xu Hemei walked into the master bedroom, pulled out a large bag from somewhere, put all her summer clothes inside, dragged it out the door, went downstairs, and threw it into the community's garbage bin.

Wu Man probably tried on all of these clothes when she had nothing else to do.

So dirty.

After throwing away these clothes, she went upstairs, packed the remaining winter clothes into her suitcase, and dragged it out.

Wu Man sat on the sofa, still wearing her dress, and asked in an imposing manner, "Did you throw away that big bag of clothes?"

She was standing upstairs just now and saw Xu Hemei drag a large bag of clothes to the garbage bin and throw it away.

Xu Hemei said indifferently, "I find the clothes you've worn dirty."

Wu Man was speechless after being rebuked: "You!"

Xu Hemei dragged her luggage and opened the door.

Wu Man snorted coldly: "If you want to divorce my son, then hurry up and do it. Don't hold him back!"

Xu Hemei left without looking back, slamming the door shut.

She went downstairs and put her luggage in the car, but instead of leaving immediately, she went upstairs to a stationery store outside the community and bought a few boxes of ink.

Back at the garbage dump, they saw Wu Man picking clothes out of it.

Without saying a word, Xu Hemei opened the inkwell and threw it into the trash can.

Instantly, the bag of clothes was stained a mess with black, red, and blue ink. Wu Man turned around angrily, saw Xu Hemei, and immediately felt embarrassed and ashamed. She said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Xu Hemei crossed her arms and looked at her, "Just throwing out the trash, what else can you do?"

She guessed that Wu Man would come to pick them up; these clothes were very expensive, all bought from the mall.

"You!" Wu Man pointed at her, speechless.

Xu Hemei chuckled softly and turned to leave.

*

After He Gui caused trouble, He Qiaoyun had a lot of peace and quiet. There were no more rumors in the village, but there was still a lot of gossip about her, with people saying that she was going to become someone else's stepmother.

She ignored the gossip that followed the meal, her mind preoccupied with finding a market for her fruit.

If you can't control what others say, you should focus on making money.

After several busy days in the orchard, the longan and lychee trees have been mostly pruned, and the next harvest will take a while.

With the grapes nearing ripeness, she planned to use this spare moment to go to the city to look for ways to sell her Shine Muscat grapes.

That day, after delivering fruit to the city, she drove to a small supermarket.

During the summer vacation, the small supermarket was relatively quiet with few customers. She gave a few instructions, parked her car at the back entrance of the supermarket, and then took a taxi back to the villa.

Driving is convenient, but I'm too embarrassed to park my beat-up secondhand van outside Feng Jiashu's villa.

A short while later, she returned to the villa.

Walk up the steps and past the fountain, and you'll arrive at the front door.

She entered the door code, and with a "beep," the door opened.

Laughter and cheerful voices could be heard coming from inside.

Attracted by the cheerful laughter, she forgot to change her shoes and went inside, where she saw several well-dressed young men and women sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing.

Ding Ruolian, dressed elegantly in a light-colored cheongsam and with heavy makeup on her face, sat smiling in the center of a four-seater sofa, exuding the air of a hostess.

He Qiaoyun's appearance interrupted their conversation.

Immediately, everyone turned to look in one direction, each with a different expression on their face, but Ding Ruolian's expression was the most interesting.

Today, Ding Ruolian's son brought his girlfriend and several classmates to visit.

Even before they entered the door, these people were already marveling at the grand villa, and she and her son looked incredibly smug.

She plays a wealthy wife, her son plays a low-key rich second-generation, and her girlfriend is the only daughter of a nouveau riche coal boss from another province, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, a true heiress.

Her son said that if he could win over this rich girl, he wouldn't let her work as a nanny anymore. She was overjoyed and thought that this time she must make her son's wish come true.

She had been planning this family dinner for several days, finally waiting for Feng Jiashu to go on his business trip, but she neglected He Qiaoyun...