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

"Zhao Fusheng! You dared to steal my ID to take out online loans, you want to kill me!" Chen Yue spat at him from afar, his eyes filled with madness. "You'd better pay off all your debts right now, or I'll cut you into a thousand pieces!"

Zhao Fusheng dodged Chen Yue, looking completely innocent: "What are you talking about? When did I ever take out an online loan? I didn't steal your ID card! I didn't take your money either. You've always been the one spending my money. I only have 12,000 yuan in salary, and you took 8,000 yuan. The rest isn't even enough for me to pay my son's mortgage!"

"You're lying!" Chen Yue jumped up and down in anger. "You still won't admit it? How could there be no money in my card? Besides you, who else could have stolen my ID card?"

"How would I know?" Zhao Fusheng retorted from the other side of the chair, "Maybe you've been fooled by someone outside! Besides, from the very beginning, you've been wary of me, refusing to register our marriage and still spending my money. You're just taking advantage of me, treating me like a fool. You're not looking for a partner, you're clearly looking for a job to make money!"

When Zhao Fusheng first heard of Sun Chengzhi's name, he really wanted to get a marriage certificate with Chen Yue to solidify their relationship. But later he discovered that Sun Chengzhi didn't care about his son at all, so he gave up on that idea and started scheming for other benefits.

Chen Yue was taken aback by what he said, and looked at Mei Zichen guiltily, only to see that he had a calm expression and seemed indifferent. He stood with Su Wei, and they occasionally exchanged knowing glances.

Compared to the other person, Chen Yue felt increasingly embarrassed and ashamed, especially in front of Mei Zichen.

Countless times I had imagined swaggering in front of him, making him regret his actions, but in the end, the opposite happened.

Chen Yue wished he could disappear into the ground, and his hatred for Zhao Fusheng reached new heights.

"Zhao Fusheng, it's no use denying it now. I've already called the police! They'll find out what you did, and you can just wait to die in jail!" The anger in Chen Yue's eyes almost burned Zhao Fusheng to ashes.

Zhao Fusheng looked panicked, glanced at Zhao Hanhai, and still insisted defiantly, "I didn't do anything! I'm not afraid of the police investigation!"

Chen Yue realized that arguing further wouldn't lead to a conclusion, so he suppressed his overwhelming anger and calmed down: "Zhao Fusheng, Zhao Hanhai, you know perfectly well what you two have done! If you don't want things to escalate and you don't want to go to jail, just honestly return the money to me and pay off your online loans. I won't pursue this further, we can part ways amicably, and we'll keep to ourselves from now on, how about that?"

Su Wei winked at Mei Zichen and whispered, "You've finally regained your senses."

Mei Zichen nodded, but felt a deep sadness in his heart. Even though they were divorced, he didn't want to see Chen Yue fall into such a miserable state. He knew Chen Yue was strong-willed, selfish, concerned about her image, and especially valued money, but he never expected her to be so calculating.

If Zhao Fusheng hadn't been so cunning, but instead been an honest old man, he probably would have been tricked and killed by Chen Yue.

This can be seen as a case of the wicked getting their just desserts.

"Now that we've found Zhao Fusheng, the rest is up to you. We'll be leaving now." Mei Zichen shook Su Wei's hand and said goodbye to Chen Yue.

"No!" Chen Yue stared at Mei Zichen urgently. "You said you would help me, so you will help me to the end. Once I get the money back, I will return Zizi's dowry to you! We still have a million in savings at home, so we shouldn't ask you for a dowry anymore."

Mei Zichen smiled faintly: "No need, that's for Zizi."

After saying that, he and Su Wei turned to leave.

Chen Yue swiftly moved in front of them, blocking their way. He glanced at Su Wei, his eyes filled with resentment: "Zichen, you're willing to help me, and you caught Zhao Fusheng so quickly, which means you're still worried about me, right? You heard it yourself, Zhao Fusheng and I aren't even married, let alone together. He... he's impotent..."

A hint of disgust flashed across Su Wei's brows as he tightened his grip on Mei Zichen's hand.

Mei Zichen suddenly smiled: "There's no point in telling me this. We've been divorced for a long time. This time, it was Su Wei who helped you, not me!"

"Besides, I only asked Su Wei for help because of Zizi. If it were just your problem, I wouldn't care!" After saying this, Mei Zichen whispered a few words to the policeman and left with Su Wei.

Chen Yue's face was deathly pale, and he was so cold that his teeth were chattering.

"Hahaha, your ex-husband has a new love, she's young and beautiful, no wonder he doesn't want you anymore!" Zhao Fusheng's gloating laughter brought Chen Yue back to his senses.

She lunged at him frantically and scratched his face.

With a loud "smack," half of Chen Yue's face went numb, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Stop!" the policeman shouted angrily, coming over to help Chen Yue up. "You dare to hit someone in front of the police? You're too arrogant! Come with me to the police station!"

Zhao Fusheng quickly concealed the ferocity on his face and put on a fawning smile: "Officer, you saw it just now. If I hadn't fought back, this crazy woman would have come up and choked me again. I'm not young anymore, and if she had choked me and caused me any harm, it wouldn't be good for either of us, right?"

Zhao Hanhai hurriedly came up and offered the policeman a cigarette: "Comrade, my dad was too excited just now and lost his temper. I'm so sorry! My stepmother was flirting with her ex-husband in front of my dad, which is like publicly cheating on him. No man can tolerate that! Please understand."

The policeman blocked his path with his arm and pushed away his cigarette: "No, let's talk at the police station. Since Ms. Chen Yue has already filed a report, this matter needs to be investigated."

His tone left no room for argument, and Zhao Fusheng and his son's expressions changed.

The ringing in Chen Yue's ears gradually subsided, and she grabbed the policeman's hand, tears streaming down her face: "Arrest them all! I'm sure that the father and son embezzled that money together!"

“I’ll go with you!” Zhao Fusheng brushed off his clothes. “This has nothing to do with my son. He didn’t even know I ran away from home. This is just a dispute between me and Chen Yue.”

Since there was no evidence linking Zhao Hanhai to the case, the police had no choice but to take Zhao Fusheng to the police station.

Chen Yue glared fiercely at Zhao Fusheng the whole way, determined to risk his life to get the money back!

……

A floor lamp was lit in Mei Yusheng's study, casting a warm, dim light. The fireplace was also burning brightly, making the room feel as warm as spring.

Qin Chu was a little nervous. After finishing his meal, Mei Yusheng called him upstairs to say something, and he had a bad feeling about it.

"How much is that car?" Mei Yusheng opened the transfer page on her phone, calculating in her mind. She had already saved more than 700,000 yuan, which should be enough to buy the car.

A large, well-defined hand covered hers, and Mei Yusheng felt the warmth and dryness of the palm on the back of her hand.

Looking up, Mei Yusheng met Qin Chu's wounded gaze, and her heart sank.

“No, Qin Chu, I want to buy the car with my own money,” Mei Yusheng said, feeling guilty and uneasy. “That way I will feel a sense of accomplishment.”

"No!" Qin Chu stared intently into Mei Yusheng's eyes, his gaze penetrating and piercing straight into Mei Yusheng's heart. "You're deliberately distancing yourself from me!"

"Sister, do we need to be so clear about this?" Qin Chu's eyes were filled with pain. "Or are you rejecting me?"

The words had been made clear, and Mei Yusheng instinctively tried to escape, but Qin Chu stretched out his strong arms and held her firmly in the chair.

He leaned down, his deep eyes fixed intently on Mei Yusheng's eyes, locking onto her gaze.

The crisp scent of pine resin filled Mei Yusheng's nostrils, the intense pressure making it hard for her to breathe.

“No, I…” Mei Yusheng closed her eyes, steadied herself, and then calmly met his gaze. “Qin Chu, how could I possibly distance myself from you? You will always be my little stone.”

Qin Chu lowered his eyes in despair, his breathing heavy. The two were too close, their breaths mingling, their bodies intertwined.

After a long while, Qin Chu slowly straightened up, the intimidating pressure dissipated, and Mei Yusheng took a long breath.

They were all adults, and all intelligent people. Without needing many words, Qin Chu keenly and desperately received Mei Yusheng's thoughts.

He couldn't and dared not force it; he was more afraid of losing than of wanting to take things a step further.

Looking at his lonely figure, Mei Yusheng felt a strong urge to go up and hug him.

But... she couldn't, and she didn't dare.

They watched helplessly as he left, a thin door separating them.

Qin Chu walked out the door and stood quietly in the cold moonlight, casting a slanted, lonely shadow on the ground.

He looked up at the window of Mei Yusheng's study and murmured, "Sister, I know what you're afraid of, but I won't give up!"