Divorced at fifty, I embarked on my path to success.

"Come in here!" Yue Jiangting stood up, strode over to Mei Yusheng, grabbed her arm, and dragged her into the bedroom.

"Get your filthy hands off me, don't touch me!" Mei Yusheng struggled all the way.

"Dad!..." Yue Guangzhi cried out in alarm, but did not dare to step forward to stop him.

The door was slammed shut by Yue Jiangting with a loud, emotional bang.

"Yusheng, what exactly do you want?" Yue Jiangting's breathing became heavier, his gaze fixed on Mei Yusheng. "Didn't I tell you to behave yourself and not cause me any trouble? Do you really want a divorce? You should know that when I say something, I mean it. You won't get any benefit and will be burdened with debt. Do you want that?"

Mei Yusheng looked at the face in front of her with disgust. The wrinkles on the forehead, the corners of the eyes and the lips were already very deep, showing the traces of time everywhere. It was no longer the face she remembered.

Having lived together for decades, she seemed to have never really looked at his face closely before. This was the first time she had seen him up close, and he suddenly seemed so unfamiliar.

Her gaze flickered uncontrollably for a moment, as if she didn't recognize him, revealing a hint of confusion. Suddenly, she didn't understand what she was clinging to.

There was never a moment when she felt that she had been living under the same roof with a complete stranger for decades—how absurd!

Yue Jiangting scrutinized her suspiciously, a vague feeling rising in his heart—uncomfortable and stifling.

"Alright, Yusheng, I know you can't accept this right now. I didn't want you to know." Yue Jiangting's tone softened. "Sit down first, let's talk it over."

"There's nothing to talk about!" Mei Yusheng turned her head and sat on the bed. She still felt weak in the waist after standing for a long time.

"Sigh!" Yue Jiangting sighed, pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Mei Yusheng. "We've been married for so long, I've never thought of divorcing you, and my relationship with Caiyu was also out of necessity."

He looked at Mei Yusheng for two seconds with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "When I first met her, she was doing very poorly. She was divorced. I just wanted to help her, but I never expected..."

"Hmph!" Mei Yusheng glanced at him disdainfully. "Helping each other has turned into a passionate affair, leading to a sexual encounter?"

"Rain sound!" Yue Jiangting's voice was laced with anger. "How can you speak so rudely?"

"Is my rudeness comparable to your despicable actions?" Mei Yusheng sneered coldly.

Yue Jiangting gasped for breath: "How can we talk like this? Don't blame me for cheating, you're disgusting to look at! Besides, Caiyu and I were each other's first love. We were forced to separate back then, and I've never completely let go of her feelings. I can make her suffer and not divorce you, what more do you want?"

Mei Yusheng glanced at him sideways: "As if I should be grateful to you if I don't get a divorce? Yue Jiangting, what I hate most now is that you keep dragging me along. I wish you had told me clearly as soon as you met her back then, I would have divorced you without hesitation and would never have bothered you!"

"But what are you now? You've wasted my youth, and now you're showing off in front of me with your mistress, and you expect me to be grateful to you? You've made my life a joke!"

"Ha, that's easy for you to say!" Yue Jiangting scoffed. "You'd be willing to divorce me? You can't even support yourself without me! What can you do? Work in a factory? Be a nanny? Be a cleaner?"

His blatant contempt pierced Mei Yusheng's heart: "What's wrong with being a nanny? What's wrong with being a cleaner? I earn my living through my own labor, what's shameful about that? I don't do dirty work, I live an honest life, and I can hold my head high wherever I go! Unlike you, would you dare to tell anyone about your affair with your mistress?"

Yue Jiangting's face turned purple, somewhat embarrassed and angry: "You're getting the better deal and you're still acting innocent! You speak so self-righteously, but can you afford to pay for your mother's nursing home expenses when you go out and earn money? Humph! If it weren't for our son, I would have divorced you long ago!"

Mei Yusheng's expression froze, then her smile turned bitter: "Finally, you've told the truth! The only reason you haven't divorced is because you have a son. If Han Caiyu had given you a son or daughter all these years, you probably would have divorced without hesitation! You're such a selfish person, always thinking only of yourself. Does Han Caiyu know the real reason you won't marry her—because she hasn't given you a son? Should I go and clear things up for her?"

"You dare!" Yue Jiangting's eyes were icy cold. "You better behave yourself, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Even if I don't want a single penny, I'll spread the word about what you've done, and see where you put your old face then!" Mei Yusheng became more and more agitated as she spoke, having long forgotten about her past humiliation and humiliation, and now she just wanted to bite this man to death!

A flicker of panic crossed Yue Jiangting's face. He took a deep breath, suppressing his rage: "Yusheng, do we really want to come to this point of hostility? Don't you think about our son? And Xuanxuan, can you bear to see him being pointed at and talked about at such a young age?"

Mei Yusheng felt a pang in her heart, and tears welled up instantly. She raised her head slightly, seemingly proud, but it was only to make the tears flow back.

Yue Jiangting thought he had her weakness, and his tone became even gentler: "Yusheng, we're both so old, let's not make a fuss, okay? I've never thought about being buried with any other woman besides you after I die."

Upon hearing this, Mei Yusheng became agitated again: "I will never be buried with you, you would only dirty my path to the underworld!"

Yue Jiangting's face darkened, and he barely managed to restrain himself from retorting: "Fine, do whatever you want, as long as we don't get a divorce and it doesn't affect the children, I'll do whatever you say! Here's what we'll do: if you really don't want to see Caiyu, I'll have her move out tomorrow."

Mei Yusheng was surprised that he actually agreed to let Han Caiyu move out. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble Han Caiyu would cause when she found out.

Seeing that she was silent and her expression seemed to have improved a bit, Yue Jiangting felt relieved: "It's decided then. Calm down. I'll have someone bring your food in later."

As Mei Yusheng watched Yue Jiangting's figure disappear outside the door, she felt a mix of emotions. This home had lost its warmth and sense of security for her.

She felt cold towards everyone, but the only person she couldn't let go of was Xiao Xuanxuan.

Xie Mingqi sent a message: "Yusheng, how are you? Seeing their faces must be infuriating, but you must stay calm!"

Mei Yusheng calmed down a bit and regretted her earlier agitation. Anger had almost clouded her judgment. If Yue Jiangting wanted a divorce in a fit of rage, she would have no leverage over him and only two possible outcomes: either she would be left with nothing, or she would be burdened with debt after the property was divided.

She was unwilling to accept it! She knew that the company had made considerable profits over the years, probably more than she could have imagined. How could she be willing to be schemed against by Yue Jiangting, not only not getting a penny but also incurring debt, and letting that bitch Han Caiyu benefit for nothing!

I silently warned myself that from now on I must remain calm and never let anger get me into trouble.

Shen Yingying brought in the food, carefully glancing at her mother-in-law's expression before placing the food on the desk: "Mom, don't be angry, eat first!"

Mei Yusheng looked at her intently, then said nothing more.

After finishing her meal, Shen Yingying cleared away the dishes and left, saying before she left, "Mom, call me if you need anything."

Mei Yusheng closed the door tightly, opened the app on her phone, and checked the surveillance video.

Within five minutes, Yue Jiangting and his son entered the study one after the other.

Mei Yusheng held her breath, watching them intently.