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

Upon hearing this, Wu Man paused in her actions, frozen in place, yet dared not make any rash moves. She could only speak, her tone restrained, and dryly uttered, "It's because your daughter can't give birth."

Hearing this, He Qiaoyun laughed instead of getting angry, "That's because my daughter is lucky. A lucky child wouldn't marry into your impoverished family, because she would suffer."

Wu Man was speechless.

He Qiaoyun glanced at the time and urged again, "Hurry up and put it away. I don't want my daughter to come home from get off work and see a messy room, which will upset her."

Finally, she added, "The mall should open at ten o'clock. Go buy her an identical bottle of perfume to make up for it."

Wu Man looked at the broken glass bottle on the ground. She didn't know anything about brands, but Xu Hemei was known in their family for spending money extravagantly. The things she bought were extremely expensive; a small bottle of perfume could cost hundreds or even thousands of yuan.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, He Qiaoyun asked in a deep voice, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

The mention of spending money immediately made Wu Man feel resentful. Between fear and humiliation, she chose the humiliating fear and said, "I understand."

He Qiaoyun was satisfied. "Clean the floor and then go. Come back soon."

Wu Man did not respond. She picked up the tissues on the table, squatted down to wipe the perfume liquid on the floor, then put the glass bottle into the trash can, and then carried the trash out the door.

He Qiaoyun stepped aside and said in a calm tone, "Don't buy the wrong Hermès Nile Garden."

Wu Man reluctantly hummed in agreement, then hurriedly carried the trash out the door, trying to avoid the situation.

Stepping out of the room, she patted her chest as if she had escaped a disaster, and angrily cursed, "You're crazy!"

After saying that, she called her son in a distressed tone. When the call connected, she cried out to the heavens, "Feifei, this is killing me! This is killing me! Your wife is a real handful, and your mother-in-law is even more of a threat! Come back quickly, or they'll try to take our house..."

Duan Fei, on the other end of the phone, was utterly exhausted. "Mom, what's wrong now...?"

Wu Man embellished the story, twisting the facts: "Just now, I was tidying up my things in my room when He Qiaoyun barged in, holding up a broken glass bottle, pointing it at my head and telling me to get out, or she would hit me..."

Duan Fei: "What?!"

Hearing her son's anxious voice, Wu Man exclaimed, "Please come back quickly! It's terrifying, it could kill someone..."

Duan Fei: "I'll go back now."

With her son backing her up, Wu Man immediately forgot about spilling the perfume and leisurely went to a breakfast shop outside the community for breakfast.

*

Half past eight in the morning.

When Xu Hemei returned home after her night shift, a fragrant aroma greeted her as she entered the house.

Hearing the noise, He Qiaoyun came out of the kitchen. Seeing her daughter return, she greeted her with a smile, "You're back. Are you tired?"

Xu Hemei looked haggard and was too tired to speak. She gave a deep "hmm" and then went into the bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she was greeted by a strong scent of perfume. She had no interest in what was going on; she simply changed her clothes mechanically, then dragged herself to the bathroom to wash her face.

Looking at her haggard and pale face in the mirror, she let out a soft laugh from her chest, as if mocking her current life-or-death state.

"Xiaomei, breakfast is ready. You must be starving. Come out and eat something."

A mother's voice came from outside the door.

At times like these, only the closest family members will stay by your side through thick and thin.

She stepped out of the bathroom and gave He Qiaoyun an awkward smile. "Okay."

Seeing her like this, He Qiaoyun sighed silently in her heart, but smiled on her face, "Have a good rest after you finish eating."

"it is good."

He Qiaoyun cooked seafood porridge, and also bought a steamer of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) and shumai (steamed dumplings), as well as soy milk. The steaming aroma looked warm and appetizing.

The two were having breakfast when they heard a beeping sound coming from the door. A moment later, the door clicked open with a "beep."

In this small three-bedroom apartment, the dining table was right next to the front door, and the two of them watched helplessly as Wu Man and Duan Fei stormed in.

The moment Wu Man stepped through the door, she began to act, pointing at He Qiaoyun and starting to cry.

“Son, you have no idea how outrageous she was just now. She smashed a bottle and pointed it at me, saying she was going to stab me to death… It’s outrageous! Tell me, does she even have a concept of law?! Does she even have a concept of law…?”

Annoyed, Xu Hemei slammed down her chopsticks and yelled at Duan Fei, "If your mother is sick, take her to the hospital and get her brain checked. Stop arguing, okay?"

Duan Fei frowned, abandoning his feigned gentleness, and snapped at Xu Hemei, "Xu Hemei, this is my house. Do you really think you're the mistress of the house just because I married you?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly became very filial and said through gritted teeth, "You live here for free and you dare to scold my mother? This house is the result of my parents' hard work, saving every penny they could afford!"

Wu Man was overjoyed to hear that she had a son, and she laughed and quickly chimed in, "That's right, you've been married into this family for so long and there's still no sign of pregnancy. Do you know what that old saying is called? A hen that can't lay eggs."

Xu Hemei was already annoyed after working a night shift, and now she was completely enraged. She grabbed the soy milk on the table and splashed it directly onto Wu Man's face.

"what--"

The room was instantly filled with Wu Man's piercing screams and Duan Fei's curses.

"Xu Hemei, you've gone mad!"

Xu Hemei chuckled and casually threw the paper cup in her hand at Duan Fei's face. "Yes, I'm crazy. You and your crazy mother drove me crazy."

Duan Fei's face, already bruised and purple from the beating, felt pain from even such a light tap. He gasped, clenched his fists, and roared, "Xu Hemei!"

Xu Hemei's expression was cold. "Duan Fei, do you want to hit me?"

Wu Man wiped her face, not even having time to clean it properly, and immediately said, "Hit me, you deserve to be hit. Only after being hit will you listen."

He Qiaoyun frowned deeply at the explosive remarks. Why was there such deep malice towards women when they were both women?

Duan Fei restrained himself and, in front of He Qiaoyun, didn't make a move. Instead, he said, "Get out, all of you, get out!"

Xu Hemei, fighting back tears, choked out, "Duan Fei, let's get a divorce. See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning at 10 a.m.

After saying that, she walked into the bedroom without looking back, closed the door, and tears involuntarily fell down her cheeks.

Outside the door, Wu Man sat down on the sofa with a smug look on her face, casually crossing her legs. "Divorce! This kind of disobedient wife..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Qiaoyun's cold glare forced him to swallow his words.

He Qiaoyun looked at her and said, "You should get a divorce. A petty man who can't even pass the doctoral entrance exam and tries to persuade his wife to give up her doctoral studies for the sake of his own family status, why not divorce him?"