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

They were arguing fiercely, while He Qiaoyun lived a peaceful life.

She gave them three days to mediate and coordinate their statements.

On the fourth day, she formally arranged to meet Xu Hui at a coffee shop.

The two sat facing each other. He Qiaoyun looked Xu Hui up and down. He was no longer as glamorous as he had been at the wedding a few days ago. It seemed that he had not been having a good time these past few days, and he looked haggard.

Xu Hui looked up and met He Qiaoyun's eyes. Her face was rosy and glowing, and she wore a light lip gloss. Her hair was no longer tied in a regular ponytail, but was pinned up, giving her a gentle and virtuous appearance.

"You're wearing makeup?" he asked, sounding somewhat displeased.

He Qiaoyun smiled and said, "Yes."

She used to love beauty, but since becoming a mother, she's been too busy to have time for it. She figured she could just stay home all day and not see anyone, so she could do whatever made her comfortable.

Later, when her child started school, she set up a food stall to supplement the family income, and she had even less time.

Her hard work was described as a "yellow-faced woman" by him, which is truly disheartening.

Xu Hui found her current appearance somewhat jarring. "If you leave me, who else would want you? You're already fifty years old! You really don't know what's good for you! Don't you even look in the mirror and see what you look like now? What's the point of makeup?"

He Qiaoyun said in a calm tone, "You still love to lecture. I only want to get a divorce because I want to leave you. I don't care if anyone else wants me. I can take care of myself."

Not to mention, she continued, "And you're just lucky to have some money. Otherwise, with your big belly, unshaven face, and dandruff that you haven't washed your hair in three days, people would sit outside with you even if you were just carrying a bowl, and someone would definitely throw money at you."

I used to not understand why he always liked to meddle in her clothes and makeup, and I thought he cared about me.

At that moment, she suddenly understood.

Because he married her as a sign of social climbing, the gossip outside made him feel unbalanced, so he could only highlight his status in the family by belittling her.

Ah.

It's ridiculous.

That petty man was truly blind to have been right.

Xu Hui was displeased to hear her criticize him like that. "You've just gone crazy from watching so many short videos. Do you really think you'll be better off after the divorce?"

"Stop talking nonsense and let's talk about how to get a divorce. If it can be resolved privately, let's not go to court and cause trouble," He Qiaoyun said.

Xu Hui: "How do you want to divide it?"

He Qiaoyun: "I won't beat around the bush. I don't want either of the factories. You've slept with your mistress many times, haven't you? I think the car is dirty, so I don't want it either. I don't care how much savings you have or how much money you've spent on your mistress over the years."

Xu Hui raised his eyebrows and his eyes slightly lifted.

He Qiaoyun continued, "Similarly, you have no right to take a share of my savings, as well as my small supermarket and that unprofitable orchard."

Xu Hui has been spending all these years with his mistress, and he genuinely believes that He Qiaoyun, a housewife, can't cause any trouble. That orchard was a lesson learned; he heard she even took out a loan to invest in it, and he doesn't know if she's paid it off yet...

Therefore, he had no idea how much money she actually had.

As long as she doesn't try to take over the two factories, he'll consider the small supermarket a generous gift for her retirement, after all, they were husband and wife...

Without hesitation, he agreed, "Deal, let's get a divorce right now."

He Qiaoyun seemed to have guessed that he would agree, so she took out the divorce agreement she had prepared in advance.

"Three copies, please sign them."

Xu Hui took the divorce agreement, somewhat dissatisfied, and asked, "Have you been looking forward to this divorce for a long time? After all these years, have you ever loved me?"

He Qiaoyun said coldly, "What are you pretending to be so affectionate for? Don't talk to me about love, it's disgusting."

If she didn't love him, why would she have three children? If she didn't love him, why would she work so hard from dawn till dusk? If she didn't love him, why would she lower herself to beg for orders? If she didn't love him, why would she believe in his single-minded devotion and hard work for so many years?

In the end, even death could not bring them peace.

She loves no one now, only herself.

Xu Hui signed the document and slammed it in front of her with a "smack," as if venting his anger, and sneered, "You'll regret this."

He Qiaoyun smiled, "I may regret anything, but this is the one thing I will never regret."

After signing the agreement, the two walked out of the coffee shop. Xu Hui took out his car keys, and the BMW 5 Series parked on the side of the road beeped twice.

Xu Hui was quite magnanimous. "Get in the car."

He Qiaoyun did not refuse. She walked over, opened the passenger door, and saw a pink sticker on the front of the seat: "Seat for fairies only. Other men, please raise your buttocks."

It was obviously posted by Wang Jinghuai.

That's really annoying.

She closed the passenger door and got into the back seat.

Xu Hui was somewhat displeased, "You're treating me like a driver."

“I don’t sit in the seat reserved for mistresses. Besides, I paid for this car too, and I’m not arguing with you about it. Is it wrong for you to be my driver this once?”

These words left Xu Hui speechless; he never imagined he would be able to be manipulated by her one day.

They drove in silence, and soon the car stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Gao Hui was waiting at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. When she saw the two of them, she immediately came to greet them.

He Qiaoyun was in a good mood, and when she saw her mother-in-law, she couldn't help but tease her, "Auntie, are you here to get married? Is that the old man who was holding hands with you and dancing together last time?"

Xu Hui frowned and coldly retorted, "What are you saying?"

He Qiaoyun ignored him completely and was not affected by him at all.

Gao Hui felt inexplicably guilty after hearing what she said. "Stop talking nonsense. When have I ever danced with an old man like that?"

Then, she snatched the divorce agreement from Xu Hui's hand, put on her reading glasses, and looked at it for a long time. Only when she saw that the two factories were still there did she feel relieved.

He Qiaoyun ignored them, went inside to get a number, and soon after, the mother and son followed her in.

"Mom, you should go back first. You don't need to wait with us." Xu Hui's tone was helpless.

Gao Hui's sharp eyes swept over He Qiaoyun, fearing that her son would suffer a loss. "No, I'll watch you get the cooling-off period slip."

He Qiaoyun chuckled, "Auntie, maybe it's a difference in customs. Here, divorces generally don't require parental accompaniment, especially since your son is fifty-two years old this year."

These words made both of them blush with embarrassment and attracted the attention of many people.

Xu Hui frowned. "He Qiaoyun, don't go too far!"

He Qiaoyun stopped responding and waited quietly for her number to be called.

Before long, the two arrived at the processing desk, where the staff looked them over.

"Are you two sure you want a divorce?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get it done." Xu Hui became impatient.

The staff, sensing the situation, stopped trying to reconcile them. After inspecting their divorce agreement, they took a copy back and gave them a note for a cooling-off period.

He Qiaoyun felt completely relaxed as she walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

No one expected that this marriage, which was the envy of outsiders, would end in divorce...

It's so unpredictable.