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

Mei Zi felt the house was eerily quiet and worried that Chen Yue might be freezing outside, so she grabbed her coat and planned to go downstairs again to look for her.

But from afar, I saw Sun Chengzhi walking together with the old man who collected scrap metal, and I didn't know what they were saying.

Suspicion arose in his heart, and he stared at them for a long time until they parted.

Judging from their expressions, they seemed quite intimate. Why would Sun Chengzhi be so concerned about a strange old man who collects recyclables?

Do they know each other?

Mei Zi recalled that when Sun Chengzhi came home today, he had a cold face towards her from the beginning, as if he was very angry.

Was it not because of things at the company, but because she disliked that old man who collected recyclables?

why?

What is their relationship?

Mei Zi was not in the mood to look for Chen Yue and went home with a heavy heart.

Completely baffled, she rummaged through the things in the house, especially Sun Chengzhi's desk, being careful not to mess up the order he had arranged them.

But nothing was found.

She secretly decided that she would check his phone while he was asleep that night, hoping to find some clues.

She felt inexplicably flustered, both anticipating the outcome and fearing the discovery of something she couldn't accept.

I called Chen Yue, but she didn't answer at first. It rang for a long time on the second time before she finally answered.

"Mom, where have you been? You're not wearing a coat, are you trying to freeze to death?!" Mei Zi vented all her frustration on Chen Yue. "Don't come near me if you catch a cold, I can't take my medicine right now!"

"I know, mind your own business!" Chen Yue's tone was also unpleasant, and there was a lot of noise coming through the microphone.

"Hurry back and cook for me, I'm hungry," Mei Zi said pitifully, feeling an indescribable panic and loneliness. "When you come back, buy me a bag of roasted chestnuts."

"Okay, got it." Chen Yue hung up the phone quickly.

He sighed. After all, she was his daughter; his anger was only temporary.

The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, and she decided to confront Zhao Fusheng and fight him to the death.

She got smarter and went to Zhao Hanhai's company. With so many people around and so many eyes on her, they didn't dare to hurt her.

She wanted everyone to know that they had cheated her out of her money!

He'll ruin their reputations and see how Zhao Hanhai does business then!

Having made up her mind, she became more and more excited, her eyes shining.

Chen Yue stormed into the general manager's office with an imposing air, drawing curious glances from the surrounding employees who whispered amongst themselves, wondering who she was.

When Zhao Hanhai saw her, he was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with a smile: "Oh, Aunt Chen, what brings you here? Please, have a seat! Please have a seat!"

Turning to his secretary, he instructed, "Quickly, make some tea!"

The secretary hurriedly left.

"Is something the matter?" Zhao Hanhai carefully observed Chen Yue's expression. "Just give me a call if you need anything. It's so cold, why bother coming all this way in person? Aunt Chen, don't worry, I, Zhao Hanhai, have always respected you very much. I've always felt very sorry about the misunderstanding between you and my father. If there's anything I can do to help you, just let me know, and I certainly won't refuse!"

Chen Yue was secretly surprised. He hadn't expected Zhao Hanhai to be such an eloquent and shrewd person. He was trying to keep her calm and collected.

"Call that old bastard Zhao Fusheng over here! I'm going to settle the score with you all today!" Chen Yue sat down in the boss's chair without any politeness, and shook it slightly. "If you don't want to make a scene in front of the employees, you'd better do as I say!"

Chen Yue glanced at the employees peeking in through the door, chuckled coldly, and thought to himself that he was really smart and would definitely achieve his goal today.

"Are you all just killing time?" Zhao Hanhai stared menacingly at the doorway, and the heads vanished in an instant.

“Aunt Chen, my dad hasn’t been feeling well lately and is recuperating. If you need anything or have any requests, please feel free to let me know.” Zhao Hanhai approached her with his usual good temper and smiled, “It’s fate that you two met. Although there were some misunderstandings along the way, the truth has come out. My dad and I are very sorry for you. How could you have run into a loan fraud ring? Sigh!”

"Don't play dumb with me. Don't you two know what's going on?" Chen Yue raised an eyebrow and looked at him sideways. "What kind of bullshit loan fraud group is this! I think it was you two who teamed up to swindle my money! You're all liars!"

Chen Yue's voice was loud, and Zhao Hanhai's expression suddenly changed: "Don't spout nonsense! I'll sue you for defamation!"

"Go ahead and sue! Go ahead and sue!" Chen Yue said defiantly, his eyes blazing. "I want everyone to know you're liars! You cheated me out of three million! That old bastard Zhao Fusheng pretended to go on blind dates just to find targets to scam money from!"

Zhao Hanhai's face turned ashen, and he glared at Chen Yue with a dark expression: "You will be held legally responsible for your words!"

"Of course! I stand by my words!" Chen Yue said fearlessly. "I demand a reinvestigation. Oh, and I forgot to tell you, my son-in-law is a famous entrepreneur. He promised to help me! You should know him. Didn't you try to use my connections to get close to him not long ago? Turns out, you weren't even worth his time!"

Zhao Hanhai's chubby face, which bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Zhao Fusheng's, twitched: "Aunt Chen, don't worry, didn't you want to see my dad? I'll call him right away and have him come over."

Chen Yue snorted at him, "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

Zhao Hanhai called Zhao Fusheng, his voice anxious and panicked, and told him that Chen Yue had come to cause trouble. He then hung up and said to Chen Yue, "My dad is coming right away."

Chen Yue leisurely picked up the cup of tea that his secretary had just brought over, took a sip, and said that he was indeed a little thirsty after talking for so long, but he did not notice the sinister look that flashed in Zhao Hanhai's eyes.

It seems Zhao Hanhai has lost patience with arguing with her, so he let her sit at his desk and turned to leave.

Less than twenty minutes later, Zhao Fusheng came in, panting: "Chen Yue! If you have a problem, come at me. Don't disturb my son's business, or we'll call the police and have you arrested!"

Chen Yue laughed angrily: "You want to turn the tables? You're the one who should be arrested!"

Zhao Hanhai stood silently at the door, his eyes fixed on Chen Yue with a sinister look.

Chen Yue ignored him and rushed towards Zhao Fusheng, grabbing him by the collar: "Give me back my money! Pay back three million, principal and interest, and I won't pursue this further. Otherwise, I'll have my son-in-law pull some strings and spend money to put you and your son in jail!"

Zhao Fusheng grabbed Chen Yue's wrist with his fat hands and pulled it down: "Trying to pull strings? I'll accuse you of bribery and framing! You've got some nerve, turning 2.7 million into 3 million in the blink of an eye, are you a loan shark?!"

Chen Yue spat on Zhao Fusheng's fat face: "Pah! If you don't pay back the money and settle the online loans for me, I'll come to your son's place every day and make a scene. I'll also post messages online saying that you and your son are fraudsters! Then let's see who dares to do business with your son!"

Zhao Hanhai's pupils trembled violently a few times, and his eyes turned fierce.

"You dare!" Zhao Fusheng and Chen Yue got into a fight. He was too fat and not very agile, while Chen Yue was not strong enough. Each had his own advantages and disadvantages.

Zhao Hanhai shifted his feet, his eyes scanning for an opportunity, wanting to step forward and help.

Zhao Fusheng, being a man, pressed Chen Yue down onto the desk, the edge of which caused Chen Yue a sharp pain in his lower back.

Chen Yue's hand groped haphazardly on the table, grabbed a marble ashtray, and smashed it hard on Zhao Fusheng's head without thinking.

Zhao Fusheng froze, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

Zhao Hanhai ran over at that moment and reached out to catch him: "Dad!"